Immoral people capitalizing on the innocence of others to attain their goals-a story as old as man. The Bible, history books, law books-all contain examples.
And when the innocent victim is young, the story is so much the sadder ...
Margo, the young girl in his book, is the victim of immoral people. A young teenager, she finds herself caught in a web of depravity and perversion she never dreamed existed. And, after being forced to suffer one humiliation after another, she becomes little more than an obedient animal, catering to the whims of her captors.
WHIPPED VIRGIN-the shocking story of an innocent girl learning the sordid truth about human nature. A story with a lesson for our uncaring society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
"Goddamn! Margo is one hot little bitch! I want to take her back to the apartment and fuck the hell out of her!" Roger said enthusiastically as he eyed the lovely young girl on the dance floor.
Her taut ass jerked about in time to the throbbing disco music, tits jiggling, ripe nipples poking through the sheer cotton halter top that she wore. Margo was stunning! She moved so seductively, so sensually.
The beautiful teenager knew full well that every man in Cassidy's Disco was watching her intently, eyeing her every move. She jerked her hips forward and gyrated in perfect time to the jungle beat of the loud disco music. Sliding one supple leg forward along the polished wooden dance floor, she twirled about, hands on curvaceous hips, long-lashed eyes flickering brilliantly in the red glow of the spinning ball of light overhead. She stared into space, enraptured by the throbbing music that sent chills up her spine as she spun around and around.
"I'm just dying to fuck that girl! Shit! I won't sleep until I fuck her!" Roger's voice was strained with emotion. His cock was throbbing with desire and his balls tightened with frustrated anxiety. "Goddamned little virgin bitch! I want to fuck her so bad, I can taste it!"
"Well, quit complaining and do something about it," Bart barked at his buddy. "I've been listening to you crying and moaning about Margo Ledderman for the past two weeks. I'm getting tired of hearing you whining about how much you want to fuck her little cunt! What's the matter, anyway? You losing your touch, Roger?"
"Aw, shut the fuck up, will you, Bart?" Roger was getting annoyed with his friend's taunting attitude. "If you're such a hot-shot, why don't you fuck her? I know you want to fuck the bitch as much as I do!"
He eyed her longingly, checking out her ripe young body. As she hunched her back, the slits in her long black disco dress opened, revealing the girl's pretty, nylon-clad legs. Roger gasped and, unconsciously, reached down to heft his balls. He felt his stiff prick throbbing inside of his tight trousers. Looking down, he saw the bulge in his pants. Quickly, he pulled his sweater down to cover his crotch. He glanced about to see if anyone had seen him rub his cock, and was relieved to find that everyone was absorbed in watching Margo Ledderman as she glided effortlessly across the dance floor. He grinned lasciviously as he thought how tight her cunt must be, how tight and hot and juicy. Damn! he thought. If only he could break down Margo's resistance. He'd give anything to fuck the snotty little bitch.
"Yeah, I'd like to fuck her too," Bart said. "But, shit. Everybody knows that she's a goddamned prick-teaser. She loves to get guys all. turned on and then just leave them cold. You're wasting your time if you think she'll let you put your prick inside her pussy. On the outside, she comes off like a real hot number, like she's hot to trot. But, in reality, she's a frigid prick-teaser. Only a damned fool would mess with Margo Ledderman."
"Sorry I mentioned it," Roger drawled.
His eyes were glued to Margo's taut ass-cheeks as she shook, swivelling her hips to the music. Goddamn! he thought. What a beautiful body!
"So am I. So am I. If there's one thing that bores the hell out of me, it's talking about fucking. The way I figure--"
"I said I'm sorry I brought it up!"
"Shit, Roger. You know, you've got quite a temper on you, buddy."
"I'm a very mild-mannered guy! I always have been! I never lose my temper! Get off my back, will you?"
"Okay, okay. Just because you can't get into Margo's pants, you don't have to take it out on me. I'll see you back at the apartment, later."
Bart turned and headed straight for the bar to get a drink. He found a free chair and sat down, striking up a conversation with a winsome brunette.
Roger continued to watch Margo dance. She spun on her heels, did a nifty little pirouette and, on the last thumping beat of the disco song, she did a lewd bump. Her pussy-mound was thrust forward and the flesh of her fine ass-cheeks hollowed into dimples. Her tits pointed skyward and her nipples were plainly visible beneath her tight halter top. Roger tugged out his handkerchief and dabbed at the line of sweat that had formed at his hairline. He was hot and bothered. God! he thought. What a gorgeous little bitch! He'd love to take her cherry!
Margo did a half-skip, then strolled with extreme pride and self-assurance off the dance floor. As she stepped toward Roger, he snap-ped to attention and, reaching to the table behind him, he picked up her glass of wine.
"You sure are a great dancer, Margo," he gushed, handing her the drink.
"Thanks."
She lifted the glass to her lips and sipped. Her face was flushed and she breathed heavily from her exertions on the dance floor. She sighed, batted her eyelashes, drew her tongue across her lips and sipped again. Her eyes surveyed the nightclub and she breathed deeply again, a coy trick which she often used to attract attention from her many admirers. Her tits heaved and her pointed nipples were outlined in her halter top.
From different parts of the club, three young men converged near her. They were beside themselves, stumbling forward as though approaching the throne of a queen,, moving awkwardly through the crowd of smartly-dressed couples. They practically fell over one another in their rush to ask Margo to dance. She declined all three offers, smiling and giggling in faked girlish innocence.
"My word, Roger," she said, shaking her head and beaming. "I don't know what all this fuss is about. There are plenty of other girls here. Why does everyone want to dance with me?"
"Because you're the most beautiful," Roger blurted unabashedly.
She smiled broadly. "Why, thank you, Roger."
As she sipped at her wine again, Roger looked her over with worshipful eyes; Her halter top was cut alarmingly low, revealing an enticing cleavage that told of the beauty of her tits, those twin treasures that jutted upward, firm and round. Her nose was small and slightly snubbed-appropriately, he thought. Her cheeks were broad, her gray-green eyes slanted, her lips full and slightly parted and moist, revealing her small, white, even teeth. Her long blonde hair, parted in the middle, flowed over her ears. Her eyelashes were so long that they appeared to be fake, but they weren't. She wore a vacuous look, as though she were shallow and empty-headed and ripe for the taking. Roger knew that this was a singularly incorrect impression. Margo was a shrewd, sharp, smart bitch! She stared into space earnestly, glowingly, heatedly. She exuded tremendous energy, vitality and sensuality. Roger felt his blood boiling and racing through his veins. He winced as he discerned a sharp twinge in his hard cock. Shrugging to cover his movements, he again tugged at his sweater, pulling it down low to hide his raging hard-on.
Suddenly, Margo spun around and faced him. Her hand brushed casually across his crotch, pressing ever-so-lightly against his throbbing prick.
"Oh!" she gasped in mock fright. "Sorry, Roger."
She giggled, hunched her shoulders and shrugged. "This place is getting boring. Let's leave."
"Okay with me," Roger replied excitedly. "Where do you want to go?"
"To your place," she said with finality. She moved closer, and kissed him on the cheek. She whispered in his ear, "That's all right with you, isn't it, Roger?" She abruptly stepped back and pouted, knowing full well what his eager response would be.
"You bet. Let's go."
Roger felt silly for appearing so anxious to take Margo to his apartment. Perhaps he seemed over-anxious, he thought. He didn't want to act like a dumb schoolboy.
It was a short drive to Roger's apartment. He wanted to get there in a hurry. His cock rippled with lusty twitching spasms of passionate desire. This just might be the night, he thought as visions of fucking the beautiful woman flashed through his brain.
"Don't drive so fast, honey," Margo said sternly. "I don't want to get in an accident. Slow down a bit, dear." Her hand stroked his muscular thigh, massaging his taut, sinewy thigh muscles.
Roger was uncomfortably horny as he anticipated sinking his mighty, rock-hard prick deep into Margo's tight virgin pussy. He thought of the magnificent conquest and pictured himself as quite the stud. No one had ever fucked Margo. She had a great reputation as a prick-teaser, but, after tonight, that would end. Margo would belong to him. She would be his girl, to fuck whenever he felt like fucking her. What a big-shot he would be if he could manage to fuck Margo! He would be the envy of all of his friends.
"Ohhhh," he moaned as Margo ran her fingers along the crotch of his trousers, stroking his prick until it was squirming in his pants. His prick practically vibrated in response to her stroking.
Margo glanced at him as he drove. "What's the matter, darling?"
She spoke as though she had no idea how much she affected him.
"I'm getting nervous," she said. "I can't stand fast drivers." To emphasize her pointy she grasped his balls and squeezed hard.
"Unnggghhhhhh!" he muttered, half in pleasure, half in pain as a swift, erotic sensation coursed through his balls and prick. He knew that, if she kept jerking him off, he would cum, right there in the car. That would be an impossibly embarrassing situation.
"Please, darling," he replied throatily. "Can't you wait until we get to my apartment. We'll have plenty of time to fool around then."
"Hey, listen," she said indignantly. "I don't know what your problem is, Roger."
She kept a firm grip on his prick and balls as she spoke. She ran her fingertip across his upper lip and breathed into his ear. Reaching over, she kissed his ear, swirling her tongue around inside of his ear, driving him mad with lust. She whispered, "Take it easy, Roger. Relax and everything will be all right." She brushed his hair to one side and turned to face him squarely.
He trembled with anxious anticipation as she stroked his hair, and squirmed about in the car. Roger felt as though he had lost all control. He wanted Margo in the worst way. He wanted to fuck the hell out of this beautiful, young prick-teaser. She knew that he was getting turned on, and he knew that she knew he was. It was part of her game. She was known for getting guys all hot and bothered, and then leaving them cold, holding their hard cocks in their own hands, while she strolled nonchalantly out the door. No way that was going to happen to him, he thought angrily. If this cunt gets me excited, I'm going to fuck her-whether she likes it or not. Roger was tired of fooling around with Margo. He would fuck her tonight for sure. There would be no stopping him.
Margo was still rubbing her hand across his prick when he pulled up in front of his apartment. He stopped the car, turned off the engine and turned to her. He pressed his lips against hers and snaked his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hotly. Their tongues entwined and Margo began to feel a flicker of lust welling in her tight young cunt.
She figured that she could control her passionate urge. She was young and ready for sex, but she wanted to have her first fuck on her own terms. She would not give in to anyone. She would be the one to decide when she would lose her cherry. It would have to be with someone special. And that was not Roger. Definitely not Roger. He was known throughout the city as a lady's man. If she allowed Roger to fuck her virgin cunt, he would no doubt go around bragging about it, telling everyone he knew. She would just tease him like she did all the others. Get him excited, and leave him hanging. She was fascinated by her ability to manipulate men. Always had been. Although she was in an exceptionally hot mood at the present, she would pull herself together, bring him right to the brink, then let him down. She had done it numerous times before. No problem. She was known as a prick-teaser, and she prided herself on her reputation. She was the young girl who all men wanted to fuck, but couldn't. Tonight would be no different from any other night. She'd tease Roger for awhile, then leave.
Roger had an expensive apartment, nicely furnished with plush leather couches and chairs. Modern paintings and prints were hung on the walls. Margo sat down on the couch while Roger put a record on the stereo. Roger fashioned himself as quite a stud, a real woman killer, so Margo figured she would have some real fun with him. She stretched out on the couch, craning her neck and crossing her feet on the end of the couch.
"My neck is sore, Roger. Will you be a dear and rub it for me?"
She was used to having men obey her instructions and satisfy her every whim, so it came as no surprise to her when he hastened to massage her neck. He seemed quite willing to please her, and went about the task with vigor.
"You're very sweet," she said as she turned around, pulling herself up slowly, so that her tits would bulge out of her halter top. "Damn, but this top is bothering me." She loosened the straps and her top began to slip off of her up-thrust tits.
She was becoming excited at the prospect of teasing the poor young man, and her nipples became taut and pointed. Goosebumps formed on her dark areolas. She squirmed about on the couch to get comfortable as he massaged the muscles in her lovely neck.
Roger spoke not a word. His hands moved down her neck and cupped her beautiful tits, gripping a voluptuous tit in each hand. He was perspiring now and his breathing was not easy. His prick throbbed. She reached down and unzipped his pants. Reaching inside of his trousers, she tugged out his rigid cock and stared at his enormous cock-stand.
"My, my, what do we have here?" she said mockingly. "It looks as though your prick is getting hard, darling."
"Yeah," he blurted huskily as he twiddled her nipples in his fingers. "Ohhhhh, your tits are so nice, Margo. I love them."
All of a sudden, Margo turned and kissed him hard on the mouth while stroking his stiff cock-stand. "You want to fuck me, don't you? You're dying to fuck me."
"Yes-yes, I am," Roger blurted. He was shocked that Margo would speak so explicitly. This would be his chance, and he couldn't blow it. She was breathing heavily and her nipples were puckered and erect. Roger knew that she was hot. He gloated inwardly about his studly manner which had captivated the luscious Margo Ledderman. Guiding his hand up her creamy thigh, he stroked her flesh which was covered with goosebumps. Moving upward, inch-by-inch, he reached her cunt-mound. Slipping his fingers under the crotch of her bikini panties, he began to touch the lovely lips of her cunt.
"Ohhhhh, yeah!" Margo gasped as her cunt became hot from Roger's touch. "That feels great, Roger. Rub my little clittie. Please," she said with a full-lipped pout.
"Sure, Margo."
He explored the opening to her cunt, fingering her cunt-lips aside so that he could seek out her sensitive clit-button. Her pussy-lips were swollen and radiated intense heat. Roger was certain that she would be willing to fuck. His heart beat so hard that he felt like it was going to hammer its way out of his chest.
"Mmmm, so nice. Ummmmm," the beautiful girl purred in response to his finger-fucking of her gorgeous pussy. "Do you want me, Roger? Huh?"
"Yeah," he replied unhesitatingly as he shoved his finger deep into her tight young cunt. Her pussy-walls constricted, gripping his finger as though it were trapped in a vise. Her clit spasmed and twittered. Pussy-nectar churned in her cunt and leaked down her lovely thighs.
"How much do you want to fuck me, Roger?" she whispered.
Margo was squirming about on the couch, pumping her hips forward to derive the utmost satisfaction from the finger that was plunged into her juicy pussy. She just loved to tease and taunt the guys like this. She got a real charge out of it. Getting them all excited and leading them on, making them think that she would let them fuck her. She loved doing that. It was a nasty way to mind-fuck a man, but what the hell, she figured. Men were a bunch of assholes. They deserved to be frustrated. All they really cared about was fucking.
"I want to fuck you more than anything in the whole world," Roger gasped as he turned to position her on the couch. "Now, just lie back and let me take care of everything, Margo. You'll love it. And, I promise to be gentle, this being your first time and all."
This was the moment Margo had been waiting for. She shrugged with contempt.
"Forget it, Roger," she said, shaking her head with disgust. "I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man on earth. You disgust me, you contemptible asshole. Hah! To think, you really thought I was going to fuck you. Men are so goddamned stupid. Now get up and put your little prick away, Roger. I feel like going back to the club."
Roger was dumbfounded. How could she be so cruel? She simply wasn't human. Shit, he knew damned well that she was turned on from the finger-fucking. And her nipples were hard and erect. She had been breathing heavily and everything. It simply didn't make sense. Maybe she really was a frigid bitch, a first-class prick-teaser, just like Bart had said.
Roger was angry. Margo had humiliated him on purpose. Now he wanted revenge. "No bitch is gonna pull that shit on me, Margo!" he rasped as he gripped her arms and shook her.
"Let me go, Roger. Now!" Her voice was strident and demanding. "Let go of my arms, dammit! It hurts!"
Margo began to get worried. Roger's prick stood out from his pelvis in a huge, menacing hard-on, and he paid no attention to her demands that he release her. In fact, his gripping hands tightened around her arms. The look in his eyes frightened the hell out of her. Oh, shit! she thought. Maybe it had been a serious mistake to try to prick-tease Roger. She knew that he fancied himself to be quite a stud, and most of the girls she knew would love to fuck him. But, she wasn't ready to give her cherry away to anybody just yet.
"Come on, Roger," she said, pouting and sulking as though trying to be patient. "I'm getting very bored with you. Now, let me go. This minute!"
"Not a fucking chance, bitch! You're not gonna fuck around with me. No fucking way!" He pushed her down on the couch and, in one swift movement, shucked off his trousers and kicked off his shoes. "I'm gonna fuck your virgin cunt, whether you like it or not!" His voice was strained and conveyed a sense of desperate urgency.
Margo shook with fear. "You fuck me and I'll tell. I swear, I'll tell."
"So what! I don't give a shit who you tell. It'll be your word against mine. There aren't any witnesses here. Margo."
He grinned lecherously and, with one lightning fast movement, he tore off her dress.
"Nooooo!" she wailed. "Y-you can't do this!" Her lips trembled and she found it difficult to speak. Never in her life had she known such gripping fear.
Without uttering a word, he slapped her hard across her pretty, pouty mouth. She flinched, and he took her chin between his thumb and forefinger, screwing her face up in a contorted manner. With his other hand, he tugged off her bikini panties.
"Wh-what! Good God! You-you can't! It would be rape!"
"No shit! That's just what you deserve, you little prick-teaser. When I get finished with you, you'll think twice before you try to mind-fuck a guy again!"
"I'm underage, too," she said.
Margo was grasping at straws and she knew it. One look into his eyes, wide open and glazed over with lust, told her that she was wasting her time. There was no way that she could dissuade Roger. His mind was set. No matter how much she tried to reason with him, he was determined to rape her. To take her cherry. The thought appalled her, and she trembled with fear. She struggled to escape from his grip, but it was useless. Roger was strong.
Smack! Smack! Smack! His open hand came down fast and hard, slapping her hard across her cheeks, causing them to redden and burn hotly. Moving forward, he pressed his knees into her arms. Margo found herself in a totally helpless position. Helpless and at the young man's mercy. But, she could expect no mercy from Roger. He was horny and ready to fuck her.
"You cunt! I've spent the whole evening watching you swinging your ass around, bumping and grinding your cunt on the dance floor. You love to have all the guys slobbering while they watch you move. Now it's time for you to deliver the goods, bitch! There's no way out!"
"P-please, Roger," she said weakly. "I'm sorry. Honest I am. Let me go, please." Her face was pale. Her mouth worked. "You wouldn't really rape me would you? I-I'm a virgin."
She was pressed into the cushions of the couch, looking up at Roger, looking past his blue-veined cock which pointed straight toward the ceiling. For a moment, her eyes caught sight of his enormous cock-stand. She had seen plenty of cocks before. When she went out with guys, she enjoyed jerking off their pricks, getting them all hot and horny, then leaving them cold and wanting. But she had never seen such a big prick before. His cock seemed to have a life of its own. His prick throbbed and pulsated with passionate desire. Thick blue veins ran the length of his cock-stand and she could practically see his hot, red blood coursing through them, causing his prick to swell to monstrous proportions. His cock-knob was bloated and purplish in color. The sight of his throbbing prick agitated her and she trembled with fear. She wanted to avert her glance, but she couldn't take her eyes off of his raging hard cock. She swallowed hard.
"Suck my cock, bitch!" he rasped. "Suck it!"
The tone of his voice was cool and calm. She marveled at his uncanny ability to maintain his composure under such trying circumstances. His leering stare seemed to pass right through her brain, shattering her nerves with fear and anxiety. She knew that Roger was very serious, but the thought of being forced to suck his raging prick disturbed and repulsed the beautiful young girl.
"I-I won't!" she shrieked.
Roger responded by slapping her again. He took a long, deep breath and gripped his mighty, twitching cock-stalk in his fist, holding his prick in such a way that only his cock-knob was visible. Leaning forward, he sneered and rubbed his cock-knob across her closed lips.
"Suck my prick, cunt!" he snorted. His voice was uneven and husky now. His eyes were wide open and his nostrils flared. "Suck my prick, dammit!"
He reached down with his free hand and forced her mouth open cruelly. She clenched her teeth, swearing to herself that she would not give in to his depraved demands. But, her mouth ached terribly as he parted her lips. His cock-knob rubbed along her gums and teeth. She trembled and opened her mouth to protest; "Dammit, Rog-"
His timing couldn't have been better. Lurching forward quickly, he rammed his steel-hard prick into her mouth.
"Unnnggghhhhh!" he gasped loudly as his cock slid between her lips. "Yeah! Hot damn! Now suck it, bitch! Suck my cock until I cum in your mouth, you prick-teasing slut!" As he plunged his prick deep into her mouth, he grunted and increased the pressure of his knees which dug into her biceps. The pain was terrible.
She tried desperately to speak, but her mouth was filled to the brim with his cock, and the only thing that came from her throat were muffled sounds. She squinted and stared into his menacing eyes. There was no stopping the young man from face-fucking her. She simply had to resign herself to the fact that she would have to suck his prick. Her stomach turned and she felt sick. This was disgusting, she thought. Roger had seemed like such a nice man, but in reality he was an animal. Her breathing was labored and difficult. She was helpless and totally vulnerable.
Roger laughed triumphantly and pumped his hips forward, his big balls slapping under her chin as he fucked her mouth with a long, slow cock-stroke. ... .
"Unnnggghhhh! Yeah! Damn good cocksucker," he grunted enthusiastically as he pulled his thighs closer together and thrust his quivering cock between her lips.
The wretched young girl was in agony. Her jaws were being forced open by his cock and the muscles in her mouth were stretched cruelly to accommodate his hard, thick cock. She could no longer hesitate. She sucked tentatively at his cock-knob, slurping his prick deep into her mouth. She felt totally humiliated and degraded. She just wanted this horrible ordeal to end.
"Unngggghhhhhh! Yeah, that's a good girl, my little cocksucker. Give me a good blow-job, cunt!" he snorted throatily. "Suck my prick until I cum and maybe I'll let you go."
He started face-fucking her rapidly, slamming forward and impaling her mouth with his throbbing cock.
Margo's contorted face was livid with unconcealed loathing for Roger. She was being terribly abused, in the most obscene manner, being forcibly face-fucked. It was hard to believe that this was actually happening! How could she have allowed herself to become involved in such a humiliating, perverted scene? she wondered. Her pleading eyes and twisted features told of her shame and anger, but Roger paid no attention. ,
"Harder, dammit! Suck my cock harder! Give me a good blow-job, you stupid cunt! Cocksucking bitch! Yeah!"
His cock was slamming hard into her mouth now, causing tier jaws to ache with pain from the brutal face fucking. She licked the underside of his Vibrating cock-shaft, raking her tongue along his fleshy prick, from base to cock-knob. Her tongue licked swirls around his bulbous cock-knob and slithered rapidly across his prick-slit. She gasped for air, for an instant removing her sucking lips from his bloated prick and pulling a deep breath of air into her lungs. His cock was banging off the back of her throat now, his tightened balls slapping against her chin. He drilled his throbbing cock relentlessly, in rapid-fire cock-thrusts, into her mouth, parting her drooling lips with the base of his prick. He raped her mouth with all of his strength, pumping back and forth, tightening the muscles in his hips and pelvis as he face-fucked her with ferocious, furious strokes. He was sweating now, and Margo could smell the pungent odor that came from his balls. It was disgusting.
Yet she watched with fascination as his cock slid into her mouth. It was an eerie sensation that she felt welling up in her tight cunt. A sort of sensuous, sexy, lusty itch gathered deep inside of her pussy and sent shivers up her spine. Could she be getting turned on by sucking Roger's prick? she wondered. It didn't seem possible. But, her pussy was getting juicy and slick. There was no doubt about that. She shook her head in dismay, and tried to push these thoughts back into her tortured mind.
Roger was really getting off on the bizarre scene. He seemed to have lost all control over his actions. He grunted and groaned obscenely, his sounds of lust filling the room.
His firm ass-cheeks shook and trembled as he pumped his prick in and out of her sucking lips, face-fucking her with his turgid prick.
"Oh, yeah! Keep right on sucking, bitch! Go for it! Lick my prick! Yeah, your hot little mouth feels great slurping my cock! Suck harder!" The sweat began to drip off of his forehead now and spill onto her shoulders. She was terribly uncomfortable, but Roger didn't seem to care.
She slurped long and hard on his prick, twirling his cock-knob around in her mouth, using all of her strength to suck his prick deep into her throat. His cock pounded the inside of her mouth and slithered around her licking tongue. Her cunt was seeping with cunt-juice and her cunt-muscles flexed and tightened. This was exciting! she realized. She hated to admit it, but she was filled with unfulfilled desire. She wanted to please Roger. She wanted to give him the best blow-job ever. Sweet gobs of cunt-juice bubbled up in her cunt and streamed down her creamy thighs in thin rivulets. Waves of passion built up in her pussy which demanded release. She wanted to cum, but she needed to use her finger. She had finger-fucked her pussy numerous times. Usually, after prick-teasing some foolish guy, she would be. so excited that she would hurry home and finger-fuck herself to a wild orgasm. She loved to rub her clit until she climaxed.
But this-this was something different. Giving Roger a blow-job of her own volition would have been bad enough. But being forced to suck his cock was vile.
She was totally confused as she tried to sort out her tangled emotions. Her clit was throbbing with lust and waves of passion coursed through her veins. She could feel an orgasm building in her pussy. It didn't seem possible, though. She hadn't even touched her cunt. But, it was true! Her cunt tingled with stabs of passionate fire. Raw lust, pure and simple.
At that moment, she wanted to please Roger. Her tongue swirled around his cock-knob, tickling his bloated prick with short, flicking tongue-lashes that started him gasping for air and jerking faster and faster, ramming his hard prick into her throat. She gripped his cock tightly between her lips and sucked long and hard.
Suddenly, without warning, Roger stiffened and groaned like a wounded animal.
"Aaaggghhhhh! Ohhhhhh! God!"
A thick, heavy load of salty jism spurted out of his cock-slit and shot directly into her throat. She gagged, forced back the desire to choke and spit his cock out of her mouth, and sucked his lengthy cock again, milking the cum out of his cock-slit.
"Oh, yeah! Go for it! Suck my cum out! Swallow my cum, slut!" he screamed as he jerked spasmodically, reaming out her mouth with his steel-hard prick.
"Swallow my cum, cunt!"
She gulped and swallowed a thick, sticky gob of his jism. His cum tasted salty. It wasn't a bad taste, she thought. It was like no other taste in the world. It was strange, but sexy. Her pussy was boiling now, churning out cunt-juice at a fantastic rate. She could feel her pussy-juice flowing down her thighs and drying on her creamy flesh. Her cunt throbbed with passion and desire, begging for sexual release. All of her emotions Were confused and befuddled. She hated herself for getting turned on in such a nasty way, but at the same time, she enjoyed pleasing Roger, sucking his cock and slurping down his cum, drinking his cum and lapping at his cock-slit as he writhed about passionately above her.
Again, he jerked forward, plunging his softening prick into her mouth. His cock was going down fast, losing its turgid stiffness as she milked his cock-slit with loving lips. Another heavy load of cum washed across her tongue and coated the inside of her mouth. She licked the walls of her mouth, tasting his salty jism and gulping his load down into her stomach.
"Ohhhh! yeah, sweet little cocksucker!" he gasped as he spent his load of jism.
His muscles relaxed and he swooned in ecstasy. His prick drooled in her mouth. Jism filled her mouth to overflowing and droplets of cum formed at the corners of her mouth.
She imagined how wretched she must look with her mouth filled with his softening prick, cum-juice drooling out of her mouth. She felt like a damned whore and she hated and loathed Roger for raping her mouth in such a brutal manner. He was a first-class bastard, she thought. Her stomach turned as she thought of what had just happened. She had been brutally face-fucked, against her will. Was there anything that she could dp about it? she wondered. Could she get back at him for forcing her to suck his prick?
"Umm, that was nice," he drawled as he slipped his drooling prick out of her mouth. "Kiss my cock and say thanks, bitch!"
"Wh-what?" she said in disbelief.
She tried to say something else, but her words came out garbled. Her mouth was still coated with jism. She steeled her nerves and swallowed the remainder of his cum, fighting back the urge to vomit.
"You heard me, cunt!" he bellowed threateningly. His voice was harsh and cold. "Kiss my cock and say thanks. Now!"
Margo hesitated. She trembled and turned her head away.
He smacked her hard with the back of his hand. When he raised his hand to slap her again, she quickly leaned forward and kissed the tip of his seeping cock.
"Thank you, Roger," she said weakly. She was so ashamed. So ruthlessly degraded and humiliated. She despised Roger, hated him with all of her might.
"Now, close your eyes, bitch!" he commanded nastily, a wicked grin forming on his handsome face.
She reluctantly obeyed, closing her eyelids.
Roger laughed loudly and leaned forward, holding his spent prick in his hand. He squeezed his cock-knob and a thick glob of cum formed on the tip of his cock-slit. He rubbed his drooling cock-knob on her face, from her chin to her nose, leaving a thin trace of sticky cum. His prick-tip pressed into her eyelid and he rubbed his jism across her lids and brows, laughing demoniacally. She blinked in response, feeling the cum on her eyelids. This was utterly revolting! she thought, but she forced herself to keep her eyes closed. She did not want to be beaten again. She would obey his vile commands so that he would let her leave his apartment. She just wanted to get the hell out of this place and go home.
"Here, bitch," he said as he moved his prick down to her nose and stuffed the tip of his prick against her nostril. He squeezed his cock again and another gob of cum trickled out of his prick-slit. "Ha! Ha! Take a breath-a deep breath!"
Too frightened to disobey, she sniffed and her nostril filled up with his cum. She snuffled and started to cry. He squeezed his prick again and a final drop of cum squirted out of his cock-slit and into her other nostril. "Sniff, baby!" he commanded cruely, a nasty grin pasted to his handsome face.
She sniffed again and shook her head as his cum was sucked up her nostril. Then she sneezed.
"All right, bitch! Nice action! Yeah! Shit, Margo, you look great! Fuck, I wish all the guys at Cassidy's Disco could see you now!" Then, he broke up laughing.
Margo felt and looked terrible. She hated Roger for doing this to her, degrading her in such a vile manner. He was a real bastard, and she was determined to get back at him. She couldn't take this matter lightly. After all, she was Margo Ledderman, the queen of the disco. She had been stripped of her pride by Roger, but she would make him pay dearly for abusing her. All she wanted to do was get out of his apartment. She would decide how to avenge her ill-treatment once she was home safely.
"All right," she said indignantly. "You've had your fun. Now let me up!"
"Sure, baby," he replied laughing. "You give a real nice blow-job. You know that? Ha! Ha!" He stepped off of the couch and looked her over. "Goddamn, Margo. You look great!"
He spoke with heavy sarcasm and Margo stood up, rubbing her sore arms. She shot him a look of loathing, pursed her lips and prepared to curse at him, but thought better of it. She wanted to leave, and it would not be a good idea to get him angry at her now.
Reaching down, she picked up her dress, but it was torn to shreds. She remembered that he had ripped her dress when he took if off of her. "Goddammit, you bastard! You tore my dress. What the hell am I going to wear home?"
"Don't sweat it, Margo," he replied. "I have a friend who's your size. I'll give her a call and get her to bring by a dress to fit you." He sat down in a chair facing Margo and dialed a number on the telephone.
"You don't seem to understand," she said, pouting. "I want to get out of here. Right now!"
"Tough shit! You're not going anywhere, unless you want to go out naked." He laughed heartily, obviously enjoying her dreadful situation. "Besides, I'm not finished with you yet." He chuckled and spoke into the telephone while Margo ran to the bathroom.
Chapter Two
Margo gargled with mouthwash, brushed her hair and washed her face. She took down a robe that was hanging over the shower-curtain rod and put it on to hide her nakedness. Silently, she cursed Roger and swore to get revenge.
Suddenly, she heard voices in the living room. It sounded like male voices. She shook her head with disgust. Goddamn it! she thought. Roger's got company. That was all she needed! Now she would have to stay put in the bathroom until they left, or everyone would think that she had fucked Roger. She could get quite a reputation if she didn't watch out.
She put her ear to the door to listen carefully and try to find out who was in the living room.
"Damn, you guys sure got here fast," came Roger's voice. He spoke with great enthusiasm and obviously expected his friends to visit.
"We dashed over as soon as we got your call," said a man with a deep voice. "Bob and I wouldn't want to miss out on something like this."
Something like what? Margo wondered. What the hell was going on, anyway? She listened carefully, but now the men were speaking in whispers and she couldn't hear anything distinctly. Finally, she gave up and sat down on the toilet. She decided to simply wait until the visitors left. Then, she would get up and leave, even if she had to wear the bathrobe home. Her parents would probably be asleep, and would never suspect that she had returned without her dress.
Margo was sitting there, brooding, when she heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Who is it?" she asked anxiously.
"It's me, Roger. I got you a dress. Open the door."
"Did your friends leave?"
"Yeah. Open up."
She rose and opened the bathroom door. Roger stepped inside. He wasn't carrying a dress.
Margo stepped back and glowered at Roger. "What the hell's going on around here, anyway?"
"We're gonna have a little party, Margo. Come on," he said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her out the bathroom door and into the living room.
"Oh, my God! Noooooco!" she wailed as she caught sight of the two naked men who stood in the dimly-lit living room. She had seen them before, but her mind was so confused that she couldn't remember when or where. Both men were naked. Their big pricks looked threatening. She knew that she was in serious trouble.
"Hi! I'm Bob," said the biggest man. He was extremely well-built, with broad shoulders and rippling muscles on his arms. His chest was muscular and his cock was enormous. His prick was at least a foot long, and it was soft. As he stepped forward, his prick wagged obscenely in front of him.
Margo's face flushed a bright red and she trembled with shame and indignation. How could Roger do this to her? she wondered. She stood, quivering with fright as Bob inspected her luscious young body.
"Hey now, sweet-cunt," he said. "Let's have a look at what you've got to offer. Open that robe up so I can see you in the buff."
"Forget it," she replied indignantly. Turning to Roger, she spoke in a quaking voice, "What is going on here?"
"We just want to have a little fun. These are my buddies. Don't you recognize them? Hell, they're on television practically every other week."
Margo tried to recall where she had seen them. Suddenly, it hit her. "You're football players!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, they play for Cal State. Let me introduce you to Bob 'the Bomb' Moran. He's Cal State's number one quarterback. And this fellow over here," he added, pointing to the tall, thin man in the corner, "is Freddie Meyers."
Margo was speechless. What were Bob Moran and Freddie Meyers doing here? she wondered. More important, why were they bare-assed naked?
Without warning, Freddie stepped forward and pulled her wrists together. "You got the rope. Bob?" he asked coolly as he gripped her firmly.
"Yeah, right here," Bob said as he took his hand out from behind his back and held out two strands of rope. "I'll tie her up nice and tight."
"Are you mad?" she shouted angrily. "What are you planning to do to me?"
"Shut up, cunt," Roger said menacingly. "Shut up and go along with these guys, or you'll be awful fucking sorry."
Bob tied her wrists together and stepped back, admiring his handiwork. "That's nice," he said. "Nice and tight, just like her pussy, I bet."
Freddie stepped forward and pulled out a long straight razor.
Margo's eyes widened with fright. She tried to scream, but her voice did not Come. She was so scared that she couldn't do anything but stand there in shock.
"Don't worry, little darlin'," Freddie said condescendingly. "I'm not gonna hurt you. Not yet! I just want to get that robe off of you. I bet you look real fine naked. Anyway, that's what Roger says. His arms flashed forward and, in a second, he managed to slit the front of her robe all the way down with the sharp razor. Then, he slit the arms of the robe.
Margo grimaced and steeled her nerves as the three men moved forward and tugged the pieces of bathrobe off of her body. In a jiffy, she was standing before them, stark naked, her wrists tied tightly together.
"D-don't hurt me, please," she pleaded. "Don't hurt me. I haven't done anything to you guys."
"Not yet," said Bob. "But you will, sweet-cunt. You will." He pushed her hard and she fell back, toppling over a chair and falling on the floor. Her head hit hard and for a moment she almost blacked out. When she came to her senses, she found that Freddie was kneeling between her legs, staring licentiously at her exposed cunt-mound. He ran his fingers through her cunt-hair and sighed.
"Please, don't," she gasped.
"Don't what, bitch? Shit, you don't even know what I'm gonna do with you yet. I might just do something that you'll like."
Margo stared into the man's eyes. His cold, almond eyes told her nothing. He looked like he was in a trance. She shuddered at the thought of Freddie fucking her. He was not a bad-looking man, all muscular and deeply tanned. But, somehow, he gave the impression of a man possessed by the devil. He appeared to have no sense of compassion at all. His eyes showed single-minded purpose, and she didn't know what to make of him. She could feel the fear spreading throughout her body.
"Nice cunt on this bitch," he said, turning to speak to Roger and Bob, who stood glowering at her. He looked her over closely, staring deeply into her tear-stained eyes. "You ever been fucked, bitch?" He waited patiently for her answer, leaning forward and tweaking her nipples between his fingers.
"N-no, I haven't. I-I'm a virgin," she stammered.
Perhaps, she thought, perhaps Freddie would take sympathy on her. Perhaps this powerful man would feel guilty taking advantage of a young virgin girl. She hoped that he would have a change of heart. That he would call the whole thing off, and tell his friends to leave her alone. She prayed that he would stand up for her. She would be forever in his debt if he did and-
"Well, shit!" he said with enthusiasm. "That's nice. Yeah. Goddammit, guys! We got us a bonified virgin cunt right here. We can break her little cherry and teach her the name of the fucking game. What say, guys?"
"You bet!"
"Damned right!"
"This bitch is gonna pull a fucking train tonight, ain't that right Margo?" Freddie said as he pressed his middle finger against her clit. He hit the right spot and her pussy began to throb. "Hey, I'm talkin' to you, cunt! And, when Freddie talks, you better listen. You're gonna pull a fucking train, bitch! You know what a train is?"
"No," she replied in a voice that was barely audible.
The three men broke out laughing all at once. Their laughter was interrupted when Freddie said, "I'm gonna get this cunt all juiced up and ready to fuck. He bent down, pulled her thighs apart and buried his face in her pussy. His tongue slithered out and snaked its ' way between her cunt-lips, which spasmed uncontrollably when Freddie's wet tongue sluiced into her cunt.
"Good God! Don't!" she wailed, wondering what in the world was going on. She felt Freddie's hot, wet tongue flicking across her sensitive clit and her body stiffened to fight off any response to his lewd oral caresses. Margo didn't understand what was happening, but she felt a heated sensation trickling through her pussy and her clit hardened and became erect as it filled with blood. She hadn't expected Freddie to burrow his tongue into her pussy, but when it happened, she instantly reacted, her cunt-juices flowing, her clit throbbing, her luscious tits heaving as she drew in breaths of air.
Freddie made lewd sucking and lapping noises. He swirled his tongue around inside of her cunt, licking and lapping at her cunt-walls, which became slick with pussy-juice. She could feel her pussy boiling, churning up cunt-nectar as he reached under her, gripping her ass-cheeks tightly and pulling her forward, toward his face. He licked at her clit, gripping her love-button between his teeth and pulling her clit out of its fleshy cuntal sheath, stretching her clit out far away from her pussy-lips, and running his tongue around the insides of her pink pussy-lips. Then, Freddie abruptly released his lewd grip on her erect and spasming clit, pulling his mouth away from her juicy cunt so that he could stare wide-eyed at her clit as it snapped back into its fleshy cuntal sheath. He smiled and repeated his lewd clit-snapping performance, then burrowed his face and nose into her cunt in such a manner that his nose rubbed up and down on her erect, excited clit. At the same time, his tongue wormed its way deep into her palpitating pussy, licking its way along her tight, constricted cunt-walls which soon were coated with pussy-juice.
"Ohhhhhhh, good heavens. I-I-don't believe it," she stammered breathlessly.
Her face was flushed. She tried to reach forward to pull his head away, but she was startled to discover that Bob was holding her bound wrists. He leered down at her and shook his head with a knowing look that angered her. He seemed to be making fun of her and she didn't like it at all.
She averted her glance and looked down at Freddie. She saw his head bobbing up and down as he went about the task of sucking her cunt. At first, it struck her as a funny sight. It almost looked like Freddie was bobbing for apples in her cunt. But the tingling electric spasms in her cunt told her otherwise. He was busily sucking her twat, lapping at her pussy-walls as his nose raked across her clit. She sighed and tried to shut out all feeling, tried to turn her brain off. It was impossible. The thrilling impassioned impulses that stirred in her hot, juicy cunt were not to be believed. She was lost in a forest of passion and red-hot, flaming lust. There was no turning back now. And, she didn't want to turn back. Her pussy was boiling with feverish desire and anxious anticipation. She awaited her orgasm. She knew that she would soon cum if Freddie kept sucking her cunt.
Suddenly, her pussy convulsed with horrifying pain as Freddie bit her clit. She went red in the face, blanched, drew a deep breath and tried desperately to compose herself. Again, Freddie bit down cruelly on her erect and sensitive clit-button. She jerked her hips and screamed.
"Owww! Stop! Owww! It-it hurts!"
Her cries of anguish seemed to stir up Bob and Roger as they watched the debauched scene with glazed-over eyes that were filled with passionate desire. Bob quickly fell to his knees and grabbed one of her upthrust tits. He licked the tip of her nipple and then sucked her tit-bud between her lips. His eyes rolled back in his head and he slurped her nipple deep into his mouth, gasping and grunting and pressing his cock into the flesh of her forearm. He was actually jerking off on her arm. Margo was appalled and just as she opened her mouth to scream, Roger squatted above her head and shoved his prick into her mouth.
She spit Roger's prick out and shouted, "That's enough! Stop it! Goddammit! Stop!"
Roger stood, walked across the room and returned momentarily, carrying a riding crop in his hand. He stood over the girl, whacking the cruel leather whip in the palm of his hand. He shook his head and said, "You dumb cunt! So fucking stupid, you bitch! Now, you'll really get a going over!"
The manner in which he spoke, cruelly and nastily, but not very loud, seemed very menacing. He seemed like a madman, an insane sex pervert! Margo was frightened out of her wits.
Bob took a position directly over Margo's face, kneeling to one side, he pulled on his hardening prick and moved it forward, slipping his cock into her mouth. She was too scared to protest. Almost automatically, she slurped his lengthy prick into her mouth and lapped at the underside of his cock-knob, probing along his bulbous prick-tip with her snake-like tongue. He panted and began to move in short jerking movement, prodding his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, parting her sucking lips with his muscular prick. As she sucked his prick, his cock-veins filled with hot blood and stood out in bold relief on his lengthy prick. When she looked up at Bob, all that she could see was his cock, its rope-like veins protruding and coursing with blood.
It was a frightening sight, and Margo decided that the best way to deal with the situation was to close her eyes tightly and try to think of something else. Something other than what was happening to her at the present moment. But it was impossible and she soon gave up. She had no choice but to concentrate on the present. Suddenly, once she gave in to her emotions, she realized that her pussy was aching, itching, pulsating with lust and passion.
"Suck my prick hard, cunt!" Bob shouted. "Suck it, dammit!" Turning to Roger who stood over them holding the wicked riding crop Bob said, "Whip this bitch! Shit, she's giving me a lousy blow-job, man! Give it to her! Get her to suck harder on my cock, will you?"
"You bet!" Roger exclaimed as he thrashed Margo's tits with the riding crop. The whip whistled through the air with a horrid sound that shook Margo and caused her to tighten her muscles in anticipation of the blow. The whip split the air with a vicious sound and landed with ferocity on her tit-flesh.
The pain that flashed through her tender tits was excruciating. She felt as though her tits were on fire. This was a nightmare to end all nightmares.
"Owwwwwwwww! God! Stop! Please!" she yelped, her words muffled when Bob thrust forward, ramming his prick into her mouth.
"Suck hard, cunt! Suck hard on my prick!" Bob commanded harshly as he tightened his ass and plowed his prick between her slurping lips and deep into her mouth. His cock slid into her mouth, probing her oral cavity, the pressure of his prick building with every cock-thrust as his prick grew inside of her mouth.
Cra--aaack! The whip tore at her exposed tits again. She was perspiring freely now. Sweat trickled down her neck and her hairline was damp. Her frenzied movements became spasmodic as she writhed about beneath the whip-strokes that bit at her tender nipples. Roger was enjoying whipping her. He lurched forward and snapped the whip across her stomach. She wanted to scream, but couldn't because her mouth was filled with Bob's rampaging prick.
"Uhninggghhhhhhhh!" Bob was snorting with lust, gasping and grunting obscenely as he fucked her mouth with his stiff cock. Suddenly, he shouted, "I'm cumming! Unnggr ghhhh!" His jism splashed out of his cock-slit and bathed her mouth with sticky, gooey cum. She grimaced and milked his prick, slurping the cum out of his cock, sucking his cock-slit until it was dry. Bob sighed and rolled off Of the degraded girl.
But Roger kept whipping her. The whip was falling fast and hard, striking her tits with regularity. She looked into the eyes of her tormentor and saw that he was grinning broadly. She held her breath and awaited the blows, her face contorted with pain and fear. And hate! He snapped the whip across her nipples, which were aching from the brutal punishment. There was a strange, evil, sinister look in his eyes as he whipped her. She turned her head away, no longer able to look at Roger as he whipped her relentlessly, joyously.
Meanwhile, her cunt was steaming from Freddie's tongue action. She could hear lewd sucking noises coming from her pussy as Freddie slurped her clit into his mouth, twirled her clit around with his tongue, gripped her cunt-lips with his teeth and teased her pussy with his obscene caresses. Her cunt-juice seeped out of her hot pussy and covered Freddie's face. His eager tongue sliced in and out of her tight cunt, licking and lapping, sucking down her cunt-nectar.
Margo was about ready to cum, but she didn't want to give the men the satisfaction of bringing her to an orgasm. She tightened her legs around Freddie's head as she squirmed and moaned with sexual delight. She tried to hold back her orgasm, but Freddie's tongue was snaking deep into her hot cunt, coaxing her to cum. Just as her release was about to occur, Roger brought the whip down on her tits and she screamed. She swallowed hard and tried to concentrate on her well-sucked pussy as Freddie's tongue continued to rub and lick her hot clit. But, the moment was gone. She couldn't enjoy having her cunt sucked while Roger was whipping her tender, aching tits.
Freddie quickly sat up and looked into her eyes. "Now, I'm gonna fuck you, baby," he said calmly. "I'm gonna take your little cherry, bitch.. After I get through with your cunt, you won't be able to say you're a virgin anymore. Ha! Ha!"
Moving into position, he guided his prick toward her pussy. She lurched and tried to move away, but Roger stepped on her neck, cutting off her air and causing her to gag breathlessly.
"You just stay put, bitch!" Roger hissed cruelly. "Stay put and don't try to move away, because I'm liable to slip and come down with all of my weight on your little neck. I'd hate to choke you to death or snap your neck." He smiled wickedly and nodded at her, as if to say that he was not kidding.
Margo wasn't about to call his bluff. She nodded obediently and steeled her nerves to receive the brutal fucking that she knew was coming. She couldn't stop Freddie from raping her virgin cunt. She was helpless and she couldn't count on any of these guys helping her.
Freddie rubbed his prick over her juicy cunt-lips which quivered spasmodically. "Hey, bitch! Your cunt is nice and wet now. All juicy and slicked up and ready to take my big prick. Yeah! Goddamn! I ain't had a virgin pussy in a long time. This is gonna be real nice!"
She felt her pussy-lips begin to twitch and swell with blood. She at first denied her feelings, but it was useless. Her cunt was hot as hell and a strong feeling of lust and desire enveloped her pussy as his turgid cock-shaft raked across her wet pussy-lips.
It didn't seem possible. But it was happening, nevertheless. Her cunt was boiling hot and aching with desire. Her pussy seethed with passion. She couldn't allow Freddie the satisfaction of knowing how hot and horny she was.
"Here we go, bitch!" Freddie snarled as he rammed his hard prick into her cunt, slicing through her cunt-lips and rubbing along her constricted pussy-walls. Jerking forward fast and hard, gyrating his hips lewdly, he thrust his cock deeper and deeper into her seething hot cunt. Her virgin cunt!
"Oh, yeah! Hot bitch! tight cunt! Unn-gghhhhh! Hot damn! Fucking son of a goddamned bitch! Hot, tight piece of ass, for sure!"
"Owwwwwwww!" she yelped as she felt his prick probing into her seething cunt, reaming along her juicy pussy-walls.
She clenched her cunt-muscles in a vain attempt to ward off his intruding prick. But, as her cunt clamped down on his turgid cock-shaft, the pain in her pussy increased dramatically and the pain was too much to bear.
"Aaaaaiiiieeeeee!" she cried. "Don't fuck me! Please!" It felt terrible now. Her pussy was raw and sore. The pain was all-embracing and excruciating. She twitched convulsively.
"It hurts! It-it hurts so much!"
"Shit, you ain't felt nothing yet," Freddie gasped as he began to fuck her faster, with quick rapid-fire motions that sent his prick deeper and deeper into her tight cunt. "I'm gonna fuck right on through to your cherry, bitch! Then you'll know what real pain is, baby. When I pop your cunt-cherry! Ha! Ha! Unnggghhh! Oh, yeah! Hot fucking damn!"
Margo couldn't imagine how anything could hurt worse than the pain she was experiencing at that very moment. His hard thick cock was buried balls-deep in her tight pussy, and even though her cunt was all slicked up with pussy-juice, his cock was rubbing her pussy-channel roughly. As his cock sliced into her cunt, she felt as though her pussy were being reamed out with sandpaper. But, there was no escaping his sawing prick. She couldn't move for fear that Roger's foot would slip and press down on her neck. And her hand were tied, so she didn't dare think of trying to escape. Besides, Roger leered down at her, his whip poised and ready to strike if she gave him a reason to beat her further. She was helpless and she knew it. But, the pain! Oh, God! she thought. The pain was mind-bending!
"Move your pussy, bitch!" Freddie snarled. "Grind your cunt around real fast. Do it! Now!" Freddie's face was contorted with lust. His hair was damp with sweat and he grimaced as he fucked her cunt, gyrating his hips rhythmically and sluicing his prick in and out of her tight cunt. His expression showed that he loved fucking her. He was lost in the thrill of fucking her virgin cunt and taking her cherry.
"Yeah, fuck me cunt! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
He timed his lewd curses with his cock-thrusts, ramming his raging hard prick into her tight cunt, slamming forward brutally, moving his hard cock deeper and deeper into her hot pussy, stirring up her boiling cunt-juice, which leaked out of her cunt and streamed down her lovely thighs, mixing with sweat and drying on her creamy flesh.
All of a sudden, his prick met a fleshy obstruction. Her cherry!
Freddie stiffened as he stopped fucking her for a moment, exclaiming, "This is it! I'm gonna get her cherry now. Hold on, cunt. I'm about to make a woman out of you!" With that, he dipped his hips and swooped forward, plumbing the torrid depths of her cunt with his rock-hard cock.
"Unnnggghhhhh!" he grunted loudly as his cock slid along her cunt-walls and struck her cherry. The thin layer of skin stretched and gave way, and Freddie's cock tore through her cherry.
"Aaaiiieee!" she yelled as she felt her cherry being torn open by Freddie's prick. She heaved and writhed about in agonizing pain. A searing sensation rushed through her cunt and broke like a lightning bolt in her.
"Ohhhhhhhh, God! Y-you're killing me! You're splitting me in two! Stop! Don't fuck me anymore! I feel like I'm dying!"
She almost fainted from the severe pain that filled her tortured cunt. But her brain was aswirl with conflicting emotions. She was a woman at last! she thought, but, what disgusting way to lose her virginity. She had hoped to give her cherry to her husband, but now she had been forever deprived of the once in a lifetime opportunity. She felt a deep void in her life, and she sobbed.
Craa-aaack! The riding crop rained down on her tortured tits, hitting her with sharp, harsh, biting blows that made her flinch and twitch and writhe in agony. Her brain was screaming with hate and demanding revenge. She knew that she couldn't take much more abuse. She felt sick and disgusted. But what was she do to? There was no way to fight these men. No way to escape her tormentors. The brutal bastards! Rapists! Sadists! She despised all three of them. But, most of all, she hated Roger. He was the one who had made her suck his cock in the first place. And then he had invited his friends over to fuck her cunt and her mouth, while he had her tied up and whipped her with his riding crop.
"Ummmppphhhhh! Unnnnnnnn! Yeah! Hot cunt!" Freddie was fucking her cunt with frenzied cock-thrusts that drove into her with the force of a jack-hammer. "Hot, tight pussy! Slut! Bitch! I took your cherry, cunt! I got it, baby! Yeah!"
He beamed with pride as he fucked her, ramming his prick deep into her cunt, past her broken cherry which seeped a thin stream of blood that mingled with cunt-juice and dripped out of her pussy and ran down her trembling thighs.
Margo was repulsed. She felt her pussy getting hot again as the pain began to diminish and passion overtook her, welling up in her juicy, well-fucked cunt. Pain mixed with pleasure in her pussy and she cried out with passion. Immediately, she was ashamed of herself for letting Freddie know that she was beginning to enjoy the fucking. But now that her cherry had been broken, now that the pain had subsided, her pussy began to swell with Just and passion. Her cunt was throbbing and, every time that he thrust forward, filling her pussy with his hard, thick, hot prick, his cock scraped across her sensitive clit. Electric bolts coursed through her cunt, setting her erect clit on fire. It was a torrid sensation, a seething passion that welled up in her needy pussy and demanded sexual release.
Freddie's cock began to bob about in her cunt, banging hard and fast against her cunt-walls, bouncing off her pussy-walls and slipping in and out of her pussy-lips which undulated and swelled to twice their size. Her blood-engorged clit was throbbing and spasming uncontrollably as his prick sluiced in and out of her seething cunt, reaming along her pussy-walls as his cock-knob journeyed into the deep, dark, narrow passage of her twat.
She clamped her cunt-muscles around his prick, holding his turgid cock-shaft captive in her cunt. She found that, as she clenched his pussy, his prick throbbed even more and his cock-knob swelled, filling the depths of her heated pussy. She could feel her lust building and knew that soon she would cum. Her long-awaited orgasm was on its way. She would experience a wonderful climax in a few moments.
"Unnnggghhhhhh! Here it comes, baby!" Freddie shrieked in a high-pitched voice tinged with passion. "Hang on tight and prepare to receive my cum, darlin'." A tenth of a second after he spoke, his muscles tightened and his prick quivered in her cunt. "Ohhhhh, yeah! Aaaaaghhhhhh!" His wad of jism spurted out of his cock as his balls tightened into a leathery knot. As his cum shot up her cunt, washing her pussy-walls with sticky jism, she whimpered and jerked her hips forward, meeting his final cock-thrust with her heated pussy. Every muscle in her body went rigid and she shook and shuddered.
"Mmmpphhh! Ohhh!" she wailed. "Oh, my God! This-this is-sooo fucking good!"
Her orgasm hit her with the force of a fist. Her entire body was racked with passionate release. Her clit spasmed and her pussy released a flood of cunt-nectar. It was the most all-encompassing, all-consuming feeling she had ever experienced. She luxuriated in the beauty of her mind-boggling climax. Her head flipped back and forth and her hair flailed about her shoulders, thrashing back and forth and whipping her cheeks. This was marvelous!
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she gasped loudly as the thrilling orgasm began to rapidly diminish. She writhed about in a frenzy as her powerful climax dissipated. She didn't want it to end so suddenly. "Ahhhhhhh! Yes! Mmm," she cooed softly, appreciatively. Sweat poured down her face and dripped off of her damp hair.
"That was nice! Real nice," Freddie gasped as he slowly pulled his drooling cock out of her cunt. His prick slipped out with a gushing, sucking sound. "Goddamn! Nice hot pussy!"
"Yeah, and she gave me one hell of a blow-job, too. Shit, this little bitch is real hot, and pretty too. Thanks for inviting us over, Roger," Bob added.
"I'm glad you enjoyed the little cunt," Roger replied proudly. "She's a real prick-teaser. Has quite a reputation down at the Disco. Supposed to be a real bitch, but, I guess she learned a lesson or two tonight."
The three men laughed loudly, shook their heads and led her to the bathroom. Her wrists were still tied with the rope.
"You hustle on in there and get cleaned up now, Roger said. "Take a shower or something. Christ, you look like a fucking mess."
"Will you untie my hands?" she asked meekly.
"Later,"" Roger said as he closed the bathroom door on his way out.
Chapter Three
A beautiful, voluptuous woman with flaming red hair stepped into the bathroom. Draped over her arm was a flimsy cotton dress.
"Hey, put this on," the red-haired woman said as she tossed the dress to Margo.
"Thanks," Margo said as she caught the dress and hurried to put it on. She had the eerie feeling that the red-haired woman was eyeing her closely, inspecting her curvaceous body with an ice-cold stare. "Who are you?"
"I'm Irene. Roger's a friend of mine. He called and said to bring an extra dress over for a girl named Margo. That would be you, of course. Right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, Roger split a minute ago, along with two other guys. I said I'd take care of you, make sure you got home all right. For some reason, he didn't want to be around when you left. Follow me, Margo."
"Say, that's really sweet of you, Irene. I mean, you wouldn't believe the shit those guys put me through. It was-it was awful."
Irene laughed. "I'd believe it. Nothing surprises me about men, honey." Irene spoke with the wisdom of an older woman. Margo liked the woman. She felt as though the red-haired beauty could be trusted.
They slid into Irene's car, a big, old Chevy Impala. They were lumbering down the road, heading for Margo's house, when suddenly two men appeared in the back seat. They had been there the whole time, crouched low on the car floor, hiding silently so that neither of the girls could see them. Irene was driving and she caught sight of them first, spotting them in the rear view mirror.
"Good God!" she gasped as she looked into the glistening eyes of the man who sat behind her. "Wh-who are you?"
"Never you mind, little darlin'. Just keep right on driving. Where were you headed, anyway?"
"I-I was going to my house," she blurted.
"Good. Do you live alone?"
"I don't see where that's any of your bus-"
She felt the cold steel of the revolver's barrel press into the side of her neck. The man leaned forward and hissed into her ear as he shot her a sinister look in the mirror. "Believe me, chickie, it's my business. Do you live alone?"
"Y-yes," Irene replied weakly.
"Then, let's go home," he said with a wink.
Irene lived at the end of a dark street. It was well-furnished and comfortable. She and Margo went in, followed by the two strange men.
They wore prison overalls, with numbers stitched on them. The man who held the gun was the leader. He was ruggedly handsome, strong and muscular. His friend was thin and angular, with a cynical look about him and cruel, dark eyes. They introduced themselves as Al and Wilt. Wilt, the tall man, led Irene into the kitchen to keep an eye on her while she fixed bacon and eggs. Both men were hungry.
Margo was instructed to sit down on a chair in the living room. Al strode forward, pressed the tips of his fingers into her supple neck and pulled her face up to his. She blanched and shook with fear. Reaching down, he kissed her on the mouth, snaking his tongue between her lips and exploring the inside of her mouth. He kissed her for what seemed like a very long time, then stepped back and smiled lewdly.
"That was nice," he said. "Hot damn! I've been in prison so fucking long I forgot what it was like to kiss a pretty girl. What's your name?"
"Margo."
"Well, Margo. You ever sucked a man's cock before?"
"No," she lied.
"Well, now's as good a time as any to learn how to give a man a blow-job. On your knees, bitch!"
"B-but, I-"
"Down, Margo!" he shouted, grabbing a thick swath of her pretty blonde hair and cruelly twisting it until her scalp ached terribly. He pushed her to her knees and stood over her. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at her head. "Suck my cock or I'll blow your goddamned brains out. I'm a nervous wreck right now. If you give me any shit, my trigger finger's liable to slip. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?"
"No," she said as she reached out and pulled down the zipper on his pants. His prick flopped out, strong and virile, and about half hard.
She closed her eyes and tugged his prick toward her mouth, sliding his cock-knob through her lips and licking the sensitive spot just underneath his cock-slit.
"Unnnggghhhhh! Yeah, bitch! Suck my cock!" He grunted and wriggled forward, forcing her mouth around his hardening cock. "Not bad for starters, Margo. Wolf down my prick, you little slut. You'll learn to suck my cock real nice, or I'll blow your fucking brains out."
She felt as though she would go insane. This was a dreadful living nightmare, and she wanted out. But she had no choice but to obey his Vile command. His excited prick grew harder and bigger in her mouth as she sucked his cock vigorously. She licked gently along his blood-engorged prick, her tongue running along his thick, rope-like veins. Al's body went rigid and he shuddered with sexual pleasure, then he reared back and thrust his hips forward, impaling her sucking mouth with his hard cock.
She sucked his prick obediently. She sucked and licked and lapped at his prick and his bulbous cock-knob, sending scalding flames of passion coursing through his stiff, throbbing prick.; His hand shook, making the gun tremble against her forehead.
"Unnggghhhhhhh! Yeah! Hot little cock-sucker! Nice fucking blow-job!" he snorted as he ruthlessly rammed his cock deep into her mouth.
She moaned pitifully and whimpered as he face-fucked her, his prick-tip bouncing around inside of her mouth, pounding against the inside of her mouth and slithering down her throat. She held back the urge to choke, afraid that any sudden movement might cause him to react by pulling the trigger and killing her. She was in a most awkward position and she knew it.
"Suck, baby. Suck my cock! Yeah! Oh, shit! If the boys in the slammer could only see me now. Goddamn! Four long years I went without a woman, But, I'm gonna makeup for it now. Hot fucking damn! Suck, bitch! Suck my cock!" ,
Her jaws were aching and she thought that her mind would snap. Sucking his cock had become a painful and humiliating chore. Moreover, Al needed abate in the worst way. His cock and balls were sweaty and gave off an unsavory odor that filled her nostrils and made her retch, but she concentrated all of her energy on sucking his mighty cock, slurping his prick-tip deep into her hot mouth. His prick slithered in and out quickly, his cock-knob painfully banging against the back of her throat, pounding into her mouth as he brutally fucked her face.
"Shit! I'm cumming!" he yelled as his body went rigid and a load of jism spurted but of his cock-slit, filling the cavity of her slurping mouth with cum. She gagged, but he didn't pay attention.
"Suck hard, baby," he moaned as he rammed forward again, thrusting his blue-veined prick deep down her throat which was now coated with his slimy cum. He fucked her mouth with swift, powerful cock-thrusts that nearly knocked her over backwards. She fought to stay upright on her knees, but her momentum was carrying her backward onto the floor. Suddenly, his prick slipped out of her mouth and she fell, hitting her head on the floor with a loud thumping noise. She saw stars and shook her head, trying to clear her tortured brain. But, much to her dismay, she saw double. She could make out that he was kneeling over her head, straddling her ruby lips.
"Finish me off, cunt!" he shouted angrily. "Drink my cum, you whore!" He slid his drooling prick back into her mouth, slicing through her lips, coating her mouth with cum.
"Come on, baby! Suck all the cum out of my balls, you slut! Drink my hot load!"
He grabbed her hair again, his big clammy hands clenching her long, blonde tresses. Yanking her face forward, he ground his crotch into her mouth, forcing her lips apart as his drooling prick slid into her throat. He grinned maliciously and laughed sadistically.
Never in her life had she been so thoroughly degraded, so terribly abused. She hated Al for treating her so rudely. He was a demented pervert, she realized. A wicked man who got his kicks from debasing her by forcing her to suck his cock and swallow his cum. Al was a real bastard! A dangerous one!
She gulped down his cum and her tongue flicked across his cock-slit, tasting what remained of his jism as she swallowed his load.
"Mmmmppphhhhh!" he grunted obscenely as he stepped back. He shook his head with disgust as he looked at the girl who knelt before him. "You look like shit, Margo. Hell, I haven't fucked a woman in a long time, and I'm gonna fuck your cunt. But, you gotta take a little more care with your appearance. Damn! Don't you have any pride in your looks?" He laughed loudly and sat down in a chair.
Margo felt awful. Her lips were coated with his drying cum. Her jaws ached and her scalp hurt where he had pulled her hair. She quaked with fear upon hearing him say that he was planning to fuck her.
Then, Margo heard Irene's terrifying scream. Chills of fear ran up her spine. What was happening in the kitchen?
"Let's go check out the scene," Al said as he stood and kicked Margo in the side. "Follow me, bitch."
Margo grasped her side and crawled behind the man. They stopped at the kitchen door and looked inside. She felt like jumping out of her skin as she saw what was going on in the kitchen.
The tall, angular man named Wilt was standing over Irene. Both were stark naked. Irene was stretched out on the floor, writhing in pain as Wilt whipped her with a thick leather belt. He was beating her viciously, whipping her taut, rippling ass-cheeks. Then, when she rolled over on her side, he struck her on her upthrust tits.
"Aaaiieee!" Irene shrieked as the belt flailed at her tender flesh. She rolled about on the floor, her muscles straining and twitching as Wilt rained blows down on her flesh.
"Please, don't whip me!"
"Fucking bitch!" Wilt screamed with demonic passion. "Fucking cunt! I'm not good enough for you, huh?" he shouted, punctuating his lewd statements with lashing blows. His sinews stuck out on his muscular biceps and his upper torso was glistening with beads of sweat. He flogged the girl unmercifully and Margo flinched as she watched the horrid scene.
"Hey, you shut up!" Al commanded. He straddled Margo's neck and sat down on her bare shoulders, wriggling his ass into a comfortable position from which to watch the action in the kitchen.
Margo watched with wide-open eyes as Wilt threw himself on top of the struggling woman. His hands were all over her, stroking her tits, pinching her nipples and rubbing her cunt.
"I'll teach you a lesson, you worthless cunt! I'm gonna fuck you silly, you bitch!"
With a swift and savage movement, he drove his hard, throbbing cock into her tight cunt, grinding his hips demoniacally as he wormed his stiff prick past her pink pussy-lips.
She stared at him with horror in her eyes. "Don't! Please! I beg of you!"
Paying no attention to her cries for mercy, Wilt rammed his prick deeper and deeper into her cunt, shouting crude obscenities.
"Cunt! Bitch! Slut! Asshole! I'm gonna fuck you, and there ain't shit you can do about it! No way I'm gonna stop now, cunt!" His eyes glazed over, he groaned and plunged his throbbing cock further into her pussy.
Irene was in a frenzy. She struggled to escape his pummelling prick, but it was useless. The tall thin man was strong, and he wouldn't be stopped. He was foaming at the mouth, making strange, impassioned guttural sounds as he fucked her hard and fast.
"Unnnppp! Unnggghhh! Yeah! Fucking cunt! Slut!"
His prick hammered into her pussy, reaming out her tight young cunt. The woman shuddered with revulsion and closed her eyes tightly, trying to shut out the horrid reality. She was being raped, cruelly and brutally fucked by Wilt. She was exhausted from being whipped by his belt, and her face was contorted with horror.
"Unnggghhhhhhh! Nice tight cunt you got, bitch!" he snorted as his cock burrowed its way into her seething cuntal depths, fucking away at her tight pussy. Her cunt was seeping with cunt-juice now as his prick churned around in her twat. As Margo watched the depraved man raping the red-haired beauty, she was repulsed, but for some inexplicable reason, she was unable to tear her eyes from the wicked scene. It was fascinating! She felt sorry for Irene, but she knew that there was nothing she could do to help the poor, wretched woman. Both of them were held captive by these two escaped convicts. They were mean and dangerous men, and it would be very foolish to try anything tricky. Still, she thought, if there were any chance that she could escape, she would do her best to try. There was no telling what Al and Wilt would do to them. The weight of Al, who rested his naked ass on her shoulders, was getting very heavy, and she panted and gasped for breath.
"What's the matter, Margo?" Al inquired as he glowered down at her. "I'm gettin' too heavy for you, is that it?"
"Y-yes," she stammered.
"Tough shit, baby. I got a great seat here to watch the show. Good old Wilt is really ramming it to that bitch, ain't he?"
Margo did not answer.
Al pulled his muscular thighs together tightly, clamping his thighs around her head and squeezing it. Her head felt like it was being crushed between Al's powerful thighs. She saw stars and her head pounded with pain.
"I said good old Wilt is fucking her nice, ain't he?" Al repeated. He expected an answer, and he was sure as hell going to get one, even if he had to practically crush her skull in the process.
"Yes," she whimpered. Then, Al released his thighs and laughed hoarsely as he watched the debauched scene in the kitchen.
Wilt's hard cock was slicing rapidly into Irene's red-thatched pussy, but Wilt didn't look happy. He was grimacing as he thrust forward, pounding his cock deep into the woman's well-fucked pussy. "Goddammit! Fucking cunt! She's not fucking me back! Bitch! Fuck me back, cunt! Jerk that ass of yours, slut! Fuck me!"
Al leaned forward, gripped Irene's ear and pulled her face up so that she could see what he was doing. He pointed the gun at her forehead and smiled cruelly.
"You heard my buddy, bitch! He's not happy with you! He wants you to fuck him back. Now, why don't you be a good little girl and do what he says. I'd hate to get carried away and shoot this gun off, especially since it's gonna be aimed at your pretty little head the whole time. What do you say, cunt?"
Irene was scared to death. Her face was pale and she looked quite distraught. The words came out weakly.
"I-I'll do my best," she whimpered as she began to buck, meeting his cock-thrusts with her pussy-mound. She arched her back and pumped her pelvis, moving her hips in a gyrating motion.
"That's much better, bitch! Much better!" Al leaned back and laughed. Turning to speak to Margo who knelt under him, supporting his weight on her aching shoulders, he said, "I'm gonna get up off of you now so I can concentrate on all this hot and heavy action. But, I don't want any trouble from you. Got it?"
"Yes," she replied.
He sat down on the floor next to her, grabbed her hand and placed it on his soft cock. "Jerk me off, cunt! Get me nice and hard while I watch Wilt fuck Irene."
"Oh, please, don't make me-"
He slapped her hard, three times in quick succession. Her head spun and ached from the wicked blows. Her fingers wrapped around his cock-shaft and she began to jerk him off. She was utterly disgusted, but she simply had to obey his crude command.
"Yeah, that feels real good, baby," Al said. "Keep jerking me off while we watch Wilt and Irene fuck."
Wilt was slamming his prick into her with rapier-like thrusts now, slicing through her wet cunt and impaling her pussy on his cock. She was fucking back now. And she was moaning as she writhed about on the floor. She swivelled her hips in a lurid movement, pumping her cunt forward and upward in time to his frenzied cock-thrusts.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "It feels-it feels good," she cooed. Her features were contorted and she was enjoying the fucking. She tightened the muscles in her pussy and clamped his prick tightly in her seething cunt. "Y-yes, fuck me, Wilt! Fuck my hot pussy! Damn! Y-your cock feels so damned good in ! my cunt! It-it fills my pussy up all the way. Jesus!" She breathed heavily, her lungs filling with air, her tits heaving.
"That's doin' it! "Wilt gasped as he bent his head down and sucked her tit, biting her nipple.
"Ouch!" she shrieked happily. She was really getting into the fucking now, thrilling to the wild, depraved sex. She squirmed around on the floor, taking everything that Wilt had to offer, and demanding more.
"Fuck me, Wilt! Fuck me hard! Harder! Oh, yeah! Do it, Wilt! Give me all of your cock! It's wonderful!"
Wilt quickly responded by increasing the speed of his mighty cock-thrusts into her hot pussy. He reached down low, spread his palms wide open and gripped her ass-cheeks firmly in his hands. Pulling her taut ass-flesh upward, he jerked his long stiff cock quickly into her seething cunt, raking his prick across her puffy pussy-lips and titillating her sensitive clit.
Her pussy was throbbing and her clit spasmed. Irene's pussy was all wet and dripping with cunt-juice. Pussy-nectar flowed freely out of her cunt, bathing Wilt's cock and balls as it dripped down her pussy-lips and spilled onto the floor in little, sticky droplets.
"Good God!" Margo gasped as she watched the debauched scene. She could hardly believe her eyes and ears. Irene was acting as though she really enjoyed it. As though she was getting off on being raped by Wilt's mammoth cock. It didn't seem possible! How could anyone derive pleasure from being raped? she wondered.
Wilt's cock was burning a heated path in and out of her tight young cunt, and she was loving every minute of it.
"Harder! Fuck me harder!" Irene wailed, flailing her pretty, red hair about her shoulders as she panted and moaned in sexual delight. "I-I'm gonna-gonna cum!"
Wilt and Irene wrestled as though they were one person. They were locked in sexual bliss. Her pussy-walls were contracting, gripping his hard, throbbing cock. Wilt was slamming forward, dipping his prick balls-deep into her juicy cunt. Pussy-juice formed a puddle on the floor of the kitchen as they fucked.
As Margo watched, she continued to jerk off Al's throbbing cock. But, she was so absorbed in watching Wilt and Irene fuck that she didn't even notice that Al was beginning to breathe harder, and his cock was growing large, thick and stiff. She also didn't notice that her pussy was beginning to itch with desire.
Suddenly, Irene's body stiffened. She threw her head back and clenched her teeth as she came. "Ohhh! Yesss! Ohhh!" she shouted as her body convulsed.
"Hang on, baby! I'm right with you! Hang on!" Wilt rasped as he steeled his body and plunged his cock forward into her spasming pussy, shoving his turgid cock deep into her cunt. He gripped her tits tightly, sucked one of her nipples and shot his load into her boiling twat.
"Ummmppphhhhh!"
Margo watched intently, staring right at their loins. She could see Wilt's throbbing cock burrow its way deep into Irene's red-thatched cunt. She could discern a quick tightening of Irene's muscles as she worked her cunt around Wilt's spewing cock, clamping down tightly on his lengthy prick. Irene was milking Wilt's spurting cock-slit, sucking all of his cum into her pussy by clenching the muscles in her hot cunt. She could see a gooey mixture of cum and cunt-juice leaking out of Irene's well-fucked pussy, gushing out around the base of Wilt's blue-veined prick, and dripping into a lewd puddle on the kitchen floor. She tried to avert her eyes, but it was impossible. She was transfixed by the scene.
Wilt gasped and rolled off of Irene's naked form, his prick dripping with thick jism. "Ummmmm, that was nice. Real nice!" he enthused.
"It sure was," Irene said dreamily.
"Now it's your turn to fuck, baby!" Al said as he turned to look at Margo.
"Nooooo!" she shrieked in reply. "I can't!"
"Sure you can, slut. Hell, you sucked my cock just a while ago. And you did a damned good job of it, too. Hell, you give a first class blow-job. Now, I'm gonna see how good you fuck."
Margo pouted. "I'm a virgin," she blurted. She realized at once how foolish she sounded. Besides, she was lying.
"She's not a virgin. A couple of friends of mine fucked her earlier this evening," said Irene.
"Thanks for the information, Irene," Al said, his face gleaming with a broad grin that showed his teeth.
Margo was dumbfounded. Why did Irene tell Al that she had lied? It was as though Irene was on their side!
"Well now, what do you have to say for yourself, slut! You lied to me, didn't you?" He slapped her across the mouth, stood up and grinned lewdly, his stiff prick wagging in front of her startled eyes. "Didn't you, bitch? You lied, cunt!"
"Yes," she replied bluntly. Her eyes filled with tears and she buried her face in her hands.
"I hate little girls that lie. You'll have to be punished, Margo," Al said coolly.
"Yeah, that's right," said Wilt as he rose from the floor, his prick-tip still oozing cum.
"Wilt, you keep your eye on Irene and bring some rope to the bedroom," Al instructed as he picked Margo up, threw her over his sturdy shoulder and carried her to the bedroom.
Margo was too frightened to protest. She was in big trouble. What would Al do to her? How did he plan to punish her?
Chapter Four
Al dropped Margo's limp body onto the bed. He glared at her, a sadistic glint in his dark eyes, "Okay, cunt. Roll over on your stomach and stretch your arms and legs out. I want you spreadeagled."
She reluctantly obeyed. "What are you going to do to me?" she inquired meekly.
"Don't know yet, but whatever I do, I guarantee it'll be fun." He laughed and sneered wickedly at her, curling his lip in a menacing gesture that sent chills of fear running up her spine.
"Fun?"
"Yeah, fun. Fun for me and my buddy Wilt." He snorted and chuckled with undisguised sadistic glee. "You might not like it too much, slut. But, maybe after you've been punished, you'll learn to cooperate better. What do you think?"
Margo didn't know how to reply. She didn't want to risk getting him in an angry mood, so she kept quiet. She snuffled into the bed sheet, trying desperately to stifle her cries.
Wilt and Irene appeared shortly. Wilt pushed her ahead of him. "She's learning fast. The little red-headed vixen fucks great. After a while, you'll have to try her out. She's got a hot little cunt! Hot and tight!"
Al shrugged. "Yeah, it looked like you were having a good time fucking her. But, right now, I gotta work on the other one. What you got there?" he said.
"Food, man. Food!" Wilt said enthusiastically as he munched on a carrot.
"Give me a carrot and you and Irene tie the bitch up nice and tight. I want her face down and spread nice and wide."
"You got it," Wilt replied as he stepped forward and tied her wrists around the upper bed posts of the four poster bed, while Irene went about binding Margo's ankles to the bottom posts.
"Please, not so tight," she pleaded. "Those ropes are cutting off my circulation."
"No shit," Al replied nastily. "Goddamn, Margo. You are one smart little cunt, ain't you?"
Without warning, Al bent down and began to tickle her cunt-lips with the tip of the carrot stick. She grimaced and flinched when she felt the rough carrot skin touching her pussy-lips. "Wh-what are you doing?"
"You shut up, cunt!" Al rasped. "And, Wilt. You take Irene and scout the house real good. See what you can find. You know. Look for things that I might be able to use on this pretty little girl. Okay?"
"Okay," Wilt replied as he grabbed Irene and led her out the bedroom door.
"Ahhhhh, alone at last," Al quipped sadistically. He ran the carrot over her pussy-lips which glistened with cunt-nectar. She couldn't help responding to the carrot which rubbed across her clit, causing her clit-button to throb and spasm as it filled with blood.
"You-you bastard!" she shouted. "You demented son of a bitch! I-I hate you!"
"Hey, now," Al said, his voice effecting a hurt tone. "Is that any way to speak to your lover?"
"Fuck you, you bastard!" she exclaimed loudly. "You're not fit to be my lover, you slimy asshole!" She knew at once that she had made a serious mistake talking to Al in such a nasty manner. She was at his mercy. He held her life in his hands. And, there seemed to be no end to his ability to make life miserable for her. "I-I'm sorry," she said apologetically.
"Not half as sorry as you're gonna be, bitch!" he snorted as he rammed the carrot into her tight cunt. The rough skin of the carrot reamed along her constricted pussy-walls, sluicing deep into her tight cunt. He maneuvered the carrot into her pussy, rubbing it across her clit. "How's this, bitch?"
"Please, don't do that. I beg of you."
"Okay," he said as he pulled the carrot out of her cunt. He paused a moment, then he stuck the pointed tip of the carrot into the Opening to her puckered asshole. "I'll take it out of your cunt and put it in .your asshole," he said calmly.
"Nooooooo!" she wailed. Her sphincter muscles tightened instinctively when the tip of the carrot touched her asshole. But it was a futile gesture. Al reached down, gripped her taut asscheeks in his meaty hands and pried her ass apart, exposing her tiny ass-channel. Then, swiftly, he slid the carrot up her asshole.
"Aaaiiieee!" she shouted as the pain coursed through her ravaged asshole. "Don't -good God! Stop!"
He began to pump the carrot into her asshole, shoving it deeper and deeper into her steaming ass-channel. He was like a madman, a demented animal gone wild. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper he pumped the carrot into her asshole. She writhed about in agonized pain, shrieking at the top of her voice. But he paid no attention to her shrieks of agony. Finally, after about a minute of reaming her asshole with the carrot, he pulled it out of her butt. Throwing the carrot aside, he climbed onto the bed.
"Well, are you ready to fuck now, Margo?"
"Nooooooo! Please, don't do that!" she exclaimed.
"Would you rather I fucked your asshole? My prick is a hell of a lot bigger than a carrot, you know. But, if you'd rather, I'll be glad to-".
"Nooo!" She pulled at her bonds, but it did no good. Her wrists became chafed and sore from the ropes which bound her to the bedposts. She sobbed and shook her head piteously as he mounted hen
"Doggie-style," he said hoarsely. "I'm gonna fuck your cunt doggie-style. Yeah!"
Gripping his rigid cock in his fist, he guided his prick toward her cunt. She flinched when she felt his bloated cock-knob pressing against her cunt-lips, rubbing lewdly around in a circular motion, raking across her sensitive clit which instantly became erect and hard. Her pussy heated up immediately and her cunt-juices began to flow, lubricating her tight cunt.
"Doggie-style! You'll love it, Margo! Trust me! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Slowly, Al slid his prick into her tight young cunt, sliding his cock inch-by-inch into her cunt. His prick slithered past her puffy, pink, glistening pussy-lips and became embedded in her twat.
She shuddered as the brutal reality of the grim situation struck her. She was powerless to resist. Tied up and spreadeagled on the bed, there was no way that she could escape his cock as it penetrated her pussy. Her cunt was being violated in the most brutal manner. She was being raped, and since she was bound so tightly, she couldn't even put up a struggle. She was totally helpless.
"Yeah, slut! Nice cunt! Nice and fucking tight. Ummm. Shit, this is better than your mouth, bitch," he said. His prick wormed its way into her cunt, slithering like a snake up her pussy, raking across her sensitive clit and cunt-walls. "This is gonna be good fucking."
Straining against the ropes which bound her wrists and ankles, she strove to shut out the wicked reality of the moment. She tried to think of something pleasant, to forget what was happening. But her mind would not obey her unspoken commands. She was fully, painfully aware of what was happening. She was being ravaged, raped by Al's hard cock. Her clit began to spasm in response to his cock, which rubbed across her love-button everytime he plunged forward, impaling her tight cunt on his mighty cock-stand. She sobbed piteously, but that only seemed to spur him on. He began to pump his prick into her faster, harder, ramming forward brutally, slamming his cock deep into her hot cunt, reaming out her young twat. Lewd slurping noises came from her cunt as his huge prick slammed into her pussy, spreading her pussy-lips wide to accommodate his raging, stiff cock.
"Fuck me, you young bitch!" he snorted. "Yeah, fuck me, baby. You might as well try to enjoy it, slut. It's gonna happen whether you like it or not! I'm gonna fuck you until I cum!"
Al had a strange look on his face, the look of a man possessed by the devil. And, in a manner of speaking, he was possessed-with lust and passion. He hadn't fucked a woman in years. She remembered Al saying that, in prison, he had been deprived of sex. Now, it seemed as though he was trying to reclaim all of those years of chastity, to make up for his sexual deprivation, all in one glorious fuck. He appeared to be somewhat nervous. His face reddened and perspiration poured down from his forehead. She was nervous too, but she began to experience an unsuspected twinge in her clit. Her clit was being roughly massaged by his massive cock. Everytime he plunged forward, shoving his prick in her hot cunt, the meat at the base of his thick cock rubbed across her clit-button, causing it to tingle with electricity. The tight walls of her pussy spasmed and itched as his prick probed deep into her seething, juicy twat, stroking into her cunt with great, force. Lewd, sloshing noises emanated from her well-fucked cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh," she purred. Her voice was soft and low, and it didn't sound at all like her. But it was her. She was responding to the fucking. Her cunt was flaming with lust now, and she could no longer resist. She simply had to give in to her sexual desires. She bucked beneath the man, jerking her hips forward to meet his well-timed cock-thrusts into her juicy cunt. She became delirious with pleasure, with lust. It was as though she could not get enough of his massive prick. Her pussy was filled with his raging cock, but she wanted more.
"Give it to me! Go ahead! Fuck me, Al! Do it to me! I want it! I want your cock!"
She could hardly believe her own words. Here she was pleading with her tormentor- begging Al to fuck her. Her passion welled up in her juicy cunt and sent shivers through her entire body. Feelings of lust and depravity coursed through her veins as she bucked and writhed, bound spreadeagled on the four-poster bed.
"Yesss! Ohhh, yesss!"
"So, now you want it, huh?" Al inquired. "Now, you want my prick in your pussy, don't you, bitch?"
"Y-yes, please fuck me. Fuck me harder, Al! Come on! Harder! Fuck me! Unnggghhh! Ummm, yeah!"
"Sure, baby," he said with a sneer. He rammed forward with a long, hard stroke, impaling her pussy with his mighty cock. He moved swiftly and lewdly, grunting and hissing obscenities into her ear. "Bitch! Slut! Fucking whore! Cunt!"
"Doggie-style," he said hoarsely. "I'm gonna fuck your cunt doggie-style. Yeah!"
Gripping his rigid cock in his fist, he guided his prick toward her cunt. She flinched when she felt his bloated cock-knob pressing against her cunt-lips, rubbing lewdly around in a circular motion, raking across her sensitive clit which instantly became erect and hard. Her pussy heated up immediately and her cunt-juices began to flow, lubricating her tight cunt.
"Doggie-style! You'll love it, Margo! Trust me! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Slowly, Al slid his prick into her tight young cunt, sliding his cock inch-by-inch into her cunt. His prick slithered past her puffy, pink, glistening pussy-lips and became embedded in her twat.
She shuddered as the brutal reality of the grim situation struck her. She was powerless to resist. Tied up and spreadeagled on the bed, there was no way that she could escape his cock as it penetrated her pussy. Her cunt was being violated in the most brutal manner. She was being raped, and since she was bound so tightly, she couldn't even put up a struggle. She was totally helpless.
"Yeah, slut! Nice cunt! Nice and fucking tight. Ummm. Shit, this is better than your mouth, bitch," he said. His prick wormed its way into her cunt, slithering like a snake up her pussy, raking across her sensitive clit and cunt-walls. "This is gonna be good fucking."
Straining against the ropes which bound her wrists and ankles, she strove to shut out the wicked reality of the moment. She tried to think of something pleasant, to forget what was happening. But her mind would not obey her unspoken commands. She was fully, painfully aware of what was happening. She was being ravaged, raped by Al's hard cock. Her clit began to spasm in response to his cock, which rubbed across her love-button everytime he plunged forward, impaling her tight cunt on his mighty cock-stand. She sobbed piteously, but that only seemed to spur him on. He began to pump his prick into her faster, harder, ramming forward brutally, slamming his cock deep into her hot cunt, reaming out her young twat. Lewd slurping noises came from her cunt as his huge prick slammed into her pussy, spreading her pussy-lips wide to accommodate his raging, stiff cock.
"Fuck me, you young bitch!" he snorted. "Yeah, fuck me, baby. You might as well try to enjoy it, slut. It's gonna happen whether you like it or riot! I'm gonna fuck you until I cum!"
Al had a strange look on his face, the look of a man possessed by the devil. And, in a manner of speaking, he was possessed-with lust and passion. He hadn't fucked a woman in years. She remembered Al saying that, in prison, he had been deprived of sex. Now, it seemed as though he was trying to reclaim all of those years of chastity, to make up for his sexual deprivation, all in one glorious fuck. He appeared to be somewhat nervous. His face reddened and perspiration poured down from his forehead. She was nervous too, but she began to experience an unsuspected twinge in her clit. Her clit was being roughly massaged by his massive cock. Everytime he plunged forward, shoving his prick in her hot cunt, the meat at the base of his thick cock rubbed across her clit-button, causing it to tingle with electricity. The tight walls of her pussy spasmed and itched as his prick probed deep into her seething, juicy twat, stroking into her cunt with great force. Lewd, sloshing noises emanated from her well-fucked cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh," she purred. Her voice was soft and low, and it didn't sound at all like her. But it was her. She was responding to the fucking. Her cunt was flaming with lust now, and she could no longer resist. She simply had to give in to her sexual desires. She bucked beneath the man, jerking her hips forward to meet his well-timed cock-thrusts into her juicy cunt. She became delirious with pleasure, with lust. It was as though she could not get enough of his massive prick. Her pussy was filled with his raging cock, but she wanted more.
"Give it to me! Go ahead! Fuck me, Al! Do it to me! I want it! I want your cock!"
She could hardly believe her own words. Here she was pleading with her tormentor-begging Al to fuck her. Her passion welled up in her juicy cunt and sent shivers through her entire body. Feelings of lust and depravity coursed through her veins as she bucked and writhed, bound spreadeagled on the four-poster bed.
"Yesss! Ohhh, yesss!"
"So, now you want it, huh?" Al inquired. "Now, you want my prick in your pussy, don't you, bitch?"
"Y-yes, please fuck me. Fuck me harder, Al! Come on! Harder! Fuck me! Unnggghhh! Ummm, yeah!"
"Sure, baby," he said with a sneer. He rammed forward with a long, hard stroke, impaling her pussy with his mighty cock. He moved swiftly and lewdly, grunting and hissing obscenities into her ear. "Bitch! Slut! Fucking whore! Cunt!"
Somehow, the obscene manner in which he spoke to her was turning her on. It was thrilling to be raped so brutally by such a crude man-an escaped convict. She lost all of her youthful inhibitions and fucked like a minx. Margo had quite a reputation as a prick-teaser. A well-deserved reputation. She loved to taunt the numerous boys who admired and adored her. It was fun! But, she realized now, Al was no wet-behind-the-ears kid. Al was a man-a sexy, handsome, rough-hewn man. And an exciting man at that. An escaped convict who, at this very moment, was being hunted by the police. He was obviously a ruthless criminal. That made it even more exciting for Margo. She began to get heavily into the fucking, and she took a strange and perverse pleasure in the fact that she was Al's first woman in years.
Her passion was welling up in her cunt. Her clit spasmed. She knew that her orgasm would hit her soon. Goddammit! she thought. His cock felt so fucking good inside of her hot cunt. He sure knew how to use his prick, how to fuck a woman's cunt. And, hell, she was a hot number, too. She took great pride in her youthful body, her ripe, taut tits, her firm ass, and her tight cunt. She was a prize fuck. That was for sure. And, no doubt Al was going wild with the chance to fuck her. She concentrated on clenching her pussy-muscles just like she had seen Irene do with Wilt.
"Mmmmppphhhhhh!" she panted as she felt his prick being squeezed and captured in her spasming cunt. Her pussy-walls constricted into a narrow passageway that clamped down on his pulsating prick.
"Aaaaaghh! Fuck!" he gasped. "Hot little cunt! Shit! You fuck good, bitch! Slut!"
The blood rushed to her head and she shook her hips lasciviously, rocking back and forth and bucking as titillating sensations washed through her cunt. She tilted her head and looked into Al's eyes. His eyes were mere slits and his face was contorted in a sexy grimace as he pummelled his cock into her pussy, raking his lengthy prick across her clit and deep into her tight cunt. She shook with each cock-stroke and moaned and whimpered with sexual delight. She had never known that fucking could feel so damned delightful. Wondrous sensations welled up from her hot cunt as she bucked and writhed beneath his cock-thrusts.
"Ohhh, Al. Do it! Fuck me harder! Fuck me, Al!"
His prick poked into her cunt again and he came. His first thick glob of jism splashed out of his cock-slit and bathed her cunt-walls with sticky cum. His massive cock-knob spewed out another load of cum and she braced herself, preparing for the climax that was about to hit her. It would be wonderful! She goaded him on, trying to keep him fucking her hard and fast. "Fuck, Al! Fuck me! God, don't stop fucking me! Please! I want your cock! I want your prick in my cunt!'
"Shut up, you whore!" he yelled, spitting sudsy saliva into her ear.
Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of her cunt. She was left hanging on a precipice. She cried and steeled her nerves, trying desperately to cum. But, the fateful moment had passed. With his prick pulled out of her hot cunt, there was nothing to stimulate her clit for the final push needed to bring on her orgasm. She cried with frustration and shame. Al had used her for the sole purpose of getting his own rocks off. He didn't give a shit whether she climaxed or not. In fact, it seemed as though he purposely kept her from cumming. Apparently, Al derived some sort of cruel, sadistic satisfaction from bringing her to the very edge, then backing off, and leaving her excited, but unfulfilled. Her cunt ached for release, but there would be none.
"You bitch!" Al snorted as he climbed off the bed and approached her, his cock in his hand. He reached out, spun her head around and leaned forward, rubbing his drooling cock-slit across her lips. "Lick the cum off my cock, you slut." She knew from the tone of his voice that he was in an ugly mood. Quickly, her tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked a glistening bead of cum off of his cock-knob. He squeezed the flesh just beneath his cock-knob, and another glob of cum formed on his prick-slit. "Lick it all off, whore!" he commanded loudly. "Lick up all of my cum and clean my prick with your tongue!"
She tasted his cum and gulped the globs of jism down her throat. She wept silently, tears spilling from her eyes and running down her cheeks as she lapped the cum from his spent prick. She lapped the length of his cock, cleansing it of cum. She felt so terribly abused and degraded. What a bastard Al was, she thought as she sucked down his cum and tongue-bathed his cock.
"You whore! Did you forget that you were brought in here to be punished? I didn't fuck you to give you pleasure. I fucked you so that I'd cum. I didn't even want you to cum!"
Pulling away, he laughed cruelly and turned to speak with Wilt, who had returned, carrying a handful of long, thin branches.
Wilt stepped forward and handed the branches to Al. "You think these will do, Al? I found them out back."
"Yeah, they'll do just fine. This bitch is gonna get it now!" Al replied, grinning broadly.
"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" she stammered weakly.
"I'm gonna whip your little ass, cunt!" Al snorted as he flexed the branches in his hands, testing them for strength.
"B-but, I didn't do anything wrong," she protested.
"You shut up, bitch! I'll be the judge of that!"
With that, he raised his arm and brought the branches through the air. She shuddered as she heard a whistling in the air. Then, the branches cracked down on her ass. The pain was horrible. Her mind was reeling from the stinging blow and her ass-cheeks turned a bright, glowing shade of red.
"Oww! Noooooo!" she shrieked.
Al smirked and slashed her ass-cheeks again. The branches made a frightening sound as they whistled through the air and snapped across her quivering ass-cheeks. Her face was contorted in the shape of an ugly mask. She could feel the branches bending as they struck her tender ass-flesh. She winced and writhed about in! agonized pain, and her screams of pain and anger filled the room, but Al kept beating her, whipping her ass with the long, thin branches. He was whipping her fast and hard and her ass felt like it was burning up. The branches raked across her fleshy ass-cheeks furiously, cutting and biting into her tender skin.
"Please stop whipping me! I beg of you! No more! I can't take it!" she wailed. The stinging lashes caused her to flinch and wiggle about obscenely, trying desperately to dissipate the pain that rushed to her tortured brain. But, it was useless. Al was a brutal, sadistic bastard, who didn't give a damn what he did to her. She knew that he didn't care how much pain she was experiencing.
The brutal whipping continued and she wondered if it would ever stop. Her tortured brain screamed with pain and hazy clouds appeared before her eyes. She shuddered and blacked out.
Chapter Five
When she awakened, her body was wracked with aches and pains. She wondered where the men were. Perhaps they had left. Then, she heard someone breathing. She tried to sit up, forgetting that her ankles and wrists were tied to the bed posts. The ropes which bound her bit into her flesh, chafing her skin. She had very little feeling left in her hands and feet.
"Who's there?" she asked in a hoarse voice.
"It's me, Wilt," the tall, angular man said tersely. "I thought I'd check on you and see how you're doing. Do you hurt much?"
"Yes. Good god! Will you please untie me?"
"I-I don't think Al would approve of that."
"Where is Al now?"
"He went out to get cigarettes, and your friend Irene is in the kitchen, tied up."
Margo decided to turn on the charm and try to get Wilt to release her. Wilt seemed to be kind of stupid, like a big dumb kid. He was the type that was used to following instructions. He had no mind of his own. This was the type of man that Margo was an expert at manipulating.
"Wilt, I'd love to get to know you better, but, Jesus, I can't even look at you in this awful position. Will you please untie me so I can sit up and talk to you?"
"Well-no, I don't think I can do that. If Al came back and saw that I'd untied you, he'd be real mad."
Margo could tell by the hesitation in Wilt's voice that he was wavering.
"Aw, Wilt. Please untie me. Just for a little while, then you can tie me back up before Al returns. Okay?"
"Well, maybe I could do that. Promise you won't try to run away?"
"Promise. Stick a needle in my eye if I lie."
She pouted, lifted her eyebrows and shrugged, confident that she would prevail over the shallow-minded man.
"I'd be real grateful to you if you'd untie me, just for a little while, Wilt. Please. Pretty please."
"Oh, okay, "he said as he stepped forward and untied her hands and feet. He stared at her with wide eyes and a look of longing pasted on his face.
She rubbed her wrists and ankles, and the blood rushed into them. Soon, the feeling returned to her hands and feet and she crossed her legs and straightened her back. Cupping her tits in the palms of her hands, she pouted and spoke in a whispy voice. "Sit down next to me, Wilt. Right here on the bed."
Wilt moved forward and sat next to her, his wide eyes glued to her luscious, upthrust tits.
"Do you like my tits, Wilt?" she asked.
"Yes, they are nice," he replied, his eyebrows raising as he stared admiringly at her tits.
She reached out, grabbed his hands and placed them on her firm tits.
Wilt began to fondle her tits, rubbing his palms over her firm tit-flesh, tenderly stroking her nipples until they became hard and erect. He kissed her nipple and sucked her tit.
"Damn, you really are a pretty girl, Margo," he said.
"Why, thank you, Wilt," she cooed. She knew what she had to do, and she knew that she didn't have much time. She had to move fast. Reaching down, she gripped Wilt's cock in her little fist and started to stroke his prick. His prick was only half-hard at first, but with each stroking movement, the blood rushed into his prick, and it soon grew hard and stiff.
"Oh, damn! That feels great!" he exclaimed, closing his eyes and reveling v in the wonderful sensations that filled his hard, throbbing cock. His long, blue-veined prick turned a reddish color and his cock-knob became purplish in hue.
"Ummmm, Damn, that feels great!"
"Your cock is beautiful. So nice and long-and hard. You really are well-hung, Wilt. Did anyone ever tell you that before?"
"No, but it is a nice compliment," he replied breathlessly as his hips gyrated under her tender touch. His balls constricted into a tight little sac and his cock began to pulsate as it filled with hot, red blood.
"I love your cock, Wilt," she said as she bent down and flicked her wet tongue over his cock-slit. She hated having to do this, but she knew that she would have to suck his cock until he came. Then, she figured, when he was weak and spent, she would be able to escape.
She would dash out the door and into the street. She would flag down the first passing motorist. Then, she would be free. Free to go straight to the police.
"Your cock is beautiful. Your prick is so nice and strong. God, Wilt, you're quite a man." Her tongue swirled under his cock-knob, lapping across the sensitive spot that caused him to jerk his hips with sexual delight.
"Oh, God!" he moaned. "That feels so damned good! Damn," he said in a perplexed, voice, "are you sure you want to do that, Margo? I'm-I'm not forcing you or anything."
"Don't be silly," she replied coyly. "I want to suck your cock, Wilt. Your prick is wonderful. Let me suck your cock, Wilt. Please, let me suck your cock."
He was playing right into her hands, and she felt proud of her ability to manipulate the man. She had manipulated plenty of boys in her life, but never a real man, a desperate criminal who was on the run from the police. She was really enjoying it. But, she had to work fast. This was no time for games. She had to toss him off before Al returned, or there would be hell to pay.
"Please, Wilt. Let me suck your lovely cock."
"Sure, Margo," he gasped. "I'd love it, sweetheart."
She thought of what a fool Wilt was. Did he really believe that she actually wanted to suck his filthy prick? Was he really so dumb as to believe that she would enjoy sucking his cock? What a stupid jerk!
She opened her mouth and slurped his cock-knob between her damp lips, sucking his lengthy prick deep into her throat. His cock pulsated and throbbed in her mouth as she sucked his mighty, stiff prick, lapping the underside of his cock-shaft with swirling, tickling tongue-lashes that drove him mad with lust.
"Mmmm," she cooed. "Your prick is so nice and hard, Wilt. I love it! I love sucking your cock!"
She was really laying it on thick now, and any normal man would suspect that she was playing games with him. But, she knew, Wilt was a fool, and he was getting off on all of the compliments to his nasty prick. He obviously loved having his ego stroked. And his cock sucked!
"Ohhhhhhh! Aaaaghh! Hot damn! I haven't had my cock sucked since before I went to prison! Shit! Your mouth feels so nice and hot and wonderful!"
He jerked his hips forward, thrusting his throbbing cock deep into her slurping mouth. His hairy balls were constricted and the tip of his cock spasmed uncontrollably in the lip-lock of her sucking mouth. "Ummmmmmmm, Margo! That feels so good!"
Margo knew damned well that it felt good. She wanted it to feel good. She wanted to give Wilt the best blow-job of his life. In fact, her life depended on it. She would have liked to tease him a bit, but she didn't have the time. Time was of the essence. She had to suck him off and make him cum before Al returned. If Al came back too soon and caught her giving Wilt a blow-job, he would doubtless punish her cruelly. And she didn't think that she could stand another whipping. Her ass was still aching from the beating he had given her with the branches. She had to concentrate all of her energy on sucking Wilt's prick. Deftly, her tongue lapped at his cock, swirling around his prick-tip, dipping into his cock-slit, raking lewdly along the length of his hard cock. He jerked about under her shrewd, manipulative cock-sucking job.
"Unnnngghh! Damn!" he moaned loudly. "Suck my cock, Margo! Go for it, sweetheart!"
Jesus! she thought. What a fool Wilt was! He really thought that she enjoyed giving him a blow-job. And, in a perverse way, she did enjoy sucking his prick. She knew that her plan would work, but she would have to work fast. It was fun manipulating the dangerous man in such a lewd manner.
Wilt was hissing and grunting as he reclined on the bed.
"Unnggghh! Mmmppphh!"
He stretched out, placing his thighs wide apart and jerking his hips forward, sliding his prick deep into her sucking mouth. His eyes were rolling in his head and he seemed to he only half-conscious. But, she knew full well that he was wide awake and luxuriating in the blow-job that she was giving him. She wanted it this way. The foolish man was falling right into her trap. He didn't suspect any foul play. She was quite pleased with herself. But, there would be time later to gloat over her victory. The most important thing now was to suck his cock until he came. So she increased her lip-lock on his raging cock, pressing her lips down tightly on his bloated prick. His cock-knob was bobbing in her wet mouth, banging against the inside of her throat, pounding and slamming about as she slurped his turgid cock down her throat.
She could see his sweaty balls clenching and tightening as his balls churned with cum, preparing to shoot a heavy load of jism out of his cock-slit and into her sucking mouth. She could tell that he was about ready to spurt his cum, so she licked quickly under his cock-knob. His muscles flexed, the sinews of his thighs knotted into thick, rope-like cords. His pliant prick was firm and throbbing in her mouth. He Wriggled, gurgled, moaned and came.
"I'm cumming!" he screamed as a thick, hot load of scalding cum shot out of the tip of his prick and splashed into her mouth. His load was so big that she almost gagged on his salty cum as it washed down her throat. She swiftly gulped down his jism, took a deep breath of air, and swallowed again. His cum was slick and slippery, and coated the walls of her throat with drippy, gooey cum. She was repulsed, but she knew what she had to do. Gripping his prick with her forefinger and thumb, she squeezed his spurting cock, causing more cum to spew forth from his drooling cock-slit.
Swallowing his cum was a demeaning task at best, but that didn't matter to Margo. She consoled herself with the knowledge that she would soon be free. Hungrily, eagerly, willingly, she milked his drooling cock-knob, slurping his jism down her throat. Then, she gently squeezed his balls, forcing the remainder of his cum through his spasming prick and out of his cock-slit. She swirled his cum about with her tongue, and gulped it down into her stomach. His sweaty balls emitted a pungent odor, but she shrugged it off. She prepared to make her move, the most important move in her life. But, in order to avoid any slip ups, she must make sure that Wilt was completely at ease. If he suspected anything, he might be able to respond in time to thwart her escape.
"Ohhhhhh, Wilt. Your cum tastes so good," she cooed. "I love your prick, honey, Can I suck it again?"
"No, not right now," he replied throatily. His eyes were half-shut and he relaxed all of his muscles. "Goddamn, Margo!" he enthused breathlessly. "That-that was the best blow-job ever. Shit, I loved it! But-I have to rest a little while, you know?"
"Sure, Wilt, you rest a bit. Then I'll suck your cock again, okay?"
"Yeah, okay," he replied as he closed his eyes tightly and swooned with delight. His face was flushed a bright red, and he appeared to be wholly content.
Margo rose slowly, careful not to startle Wilt as he lay stretched out on the bed. She stood and, casting a long look in his direction to make sure that he didn't suspect anything, she began to move toward the door. She had almost reached the door when he spoke. "Where you going, sweetheart?"
"To the bathroom, lover. I have to go wee-wee," she quickly replied, her voice quavering with fear.
It would be terrible to ruin everything now, after sucking his vile cock. Damn! she thought. Maybe she had moved too quickly. She had to make sure that he was off his guard.
"Is that okay, Wilt darling? Can I have your permission to go wee-wee?"
Margo figured that the smartest thing to do was to act like an innocent little school girl. If she asked his permission to go to the bathroom, maybe he would not suspect anything.
"Sure, Margo. You go right ahead."
He chuckled, shrugged, and opened his eyes just enough to see her ripe, young figure at the bedroom door. "That's not the way though, Margo. The bathroom's over there," he said, raising a heavy arm and pointing toward the corner of the room.
Shit! she thought. Wilt wasn't totally out of it after all. She hesitated a moment, hoping that he would fall into semi-consciousness. No such luck.
"Over there, dammit! The bathroom's over there," he said, pointing toward the bathroom door.
"Sure, darling," she said. She walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
Her heart was racing as she stepped into the tiled bathroom. When she caught sight of the window, her heart skipped a beat. Reaching up, she tugged on the window, but it was stuck. She knew that the window would make a loud noise when she opened it, and she had to cover the sound, or Wilt would sure as hell come running and catch her trying to escape. She turned, placed her hand on the toilet handle, and flushed it. As the sound of the toilet flushing covered her movements, she quickly pulled the window open. In a flash, she jumped onto the windowsill and plummeted out the window, landing on the grass outside. Everything was fine. It was dark outside, but, once her eyes became accustomed to the faint light that came from the street lamps out front, she knew that she was in the clear. The back yard was big and fenced in. She walked toward the gate, knowing that her avenue of escape was just beyond.
Then, without warning, she heard the growling of a dog. A big dog, with a frightful, low growl. Suddenly, a monstrous Doberman appeared in the pale, yellow light. The Doberman growled and approached her, his teeth bared menacingly. She knew that if she ran the dog would tear her naked flesh to ribbons. Her eyes were wide open with fear, but she gathered some composure and spoke softly. "Now, now, doggie. Stay cool. I'm sorry I invaded your territory, but if you'll just let me go, everything will be okay." She felt like an absolute fool, trying to reason with an angry dog. But, she realized, this big, mean Doberman was the only thing that stood in her way. The dog was so big that there was no question of her trying to get past. She moved slowly toward the gate, her voice an octave higher than normal as she tried to calm the dog down. "Now, now," she said. "I just want to get out of here. I'm not going to hurt you."
The big dog moved forward, his nose pointed and wet. She stood motionless, over-borne with fearful anxiety as the dog pressed his wet nose into the flesh of her thigh and sniffed. Good God! she thought. How would she get by this threatening Doberman. The dog was huge and she was terrified.
"Good doggie," she whimpered as she tried to move away from the menacing Doberman. But, whenever she moved, the dog growled and bared his teeth.
She looked down, and saw that the Doberman had a gigantic hard-on, as big as a man's raging prick when he was aroused. She pulled backward and looked at the dog's slick, red prick which was clearly visible in the dimly-lit backyard. "Good doggie," she said again as she timidly reached out to pat the Doberman's furry head. But, the dog growled again and leaped on top of her, pushing her with his paws. His paws, which were as big as hands, slammed into her naked tits and pushed her over backwards. She fell hard on the ground, and all of a sudden the dog was straddling her body. His long, beet-red tongue darted out of his foaming mouth and he lapped at her tits. Her nipples became hard and erect when the dog's tongue raked across her nipples. She flinched in revulsion as the big, aroused Doberman licked at her tits and bit down on one of her nipples, causing intense pain in her tit.
"Owwwwwwwwww!" she screamed in agony.
But the dog started to rub his thin, animal cock on her leg, humping her leg obscenely. She was stunned with disbelief. This couldn't be happening to me, she thought. Her mind was tormented and she writhed about on the ground as the Doberman flicked his tongue out and lapped lewdly at her cunt, his raspy tongue tickling her clit and making her shudder with fear. Her clit hardened from the dog's lewd, grotesque caresses and she shook with fear. But, there was no stopping the vicious, sexually aroused Doberman. In a swift movement, he jerked his lithe body forward and rammed his prick into her cunt. Then, it started. The nasty Doberman began to jerk his prick in and out of her cunt, sliding his vile animal-cock into her tight pussy, reaming her pussy-walls with his furry prick.
"Noooooooo!" she wailed. She felt disgusted and repulsed. Being fucked by a dog was so gross and vile. It was bestiality! It was depraved! But, there was nothing that she could do to prevent the big, evil Doberman from raping her ripe, young cunt. The dog was going wild, whipping his furry, red prick in and out of her slick pussy with super-quick movement, fucking her cunt with his vile, red, slick animal-prick. His tight balls were damp and she could feel them rubbing against her asshole. Her pussy convulsed and palpitated and she tried to wriggle away from the dog-cock, but it was impossible. The Doberman was all over her, fucking her hard and fast with his slimy, red prick. Suddenly the Doberman stiffened and he came. Shot his load of animal-cum right into her cunt! She was thoroughly disgusted. She could feel the Doberman's cum washing across her pussy-lips and filling her cunt with animal-cum. Then, the Doberman purred like a kitten and, pulling his vile, drooling red prick out of her cunt, he rolled over and panted, saliva running out of the corners of his mouth.
"Oh, damn!" she shrieked as she looked at his animal-cock drooling with cum. "How disgusting!"
She picked herself up and quickly raced to the fence. With the adrenalin flowing in her veins, it seemed effortless to leap over the fence. She raced toward the street, naked and full of fear, her face contorted with horror from having been raped by an animal.
The street was dimly-lit. She ran along the sidewalk for a few blocks. She was perspiring freely and her tits bobbed as she ran, but her only thoughts were of escape. Finally, when she figured that she was far enough away from the house, she stepped into the street, her tits heaving as she drew deep breaths of air into her lungs. She stuck out her thumb, confident that the first car that came along would pick her up and take her to safety. She was completely naked, and anyone who came along would know at once that she needed help.
Chapter Six
Margo's heart raced as she watched the car's headlights bearing down on her, approaching and then slowing down to stop. This was her ticket to freedom, she thought as she stepped into the front seat of the car. She was bubbling over with joy and relief.
"Oh, thank you for stopping. Jesus, you saved my life. You wouldn't believe what happened to me. I-"
Slap! Slap! The man's palm smacked her hard across the face. She flinched and absorbed the blows, wondering what in the world was happening. Why would the stranger beat her like this?
"You stupid cunt! What the fuck do you think you're doing, anyway? And how the hell did you get away from Wilt? Huh?"
"Oh, no!" she shrieked as she looked into the wicked eyes of Al. Foolishly and impulsively, she had stepped right into the car without even looking at who was driving. It was Al! And he was quite pissed off. His face showed anger and he snarled at her.
"You fucking cunt! Answer me! Now!"
The blows rained down on her rapidly. He hit her hard, and her head bounced off the windshield as he smacked the back of her neck. She saw stars and her head throbbed with a terrific ache.
"Cunt!" he shouted angrily as he spun the car around, burned rubber, and drove the car in the opposite direction. "Now you're gonna forced me to take extreme measures. Cunt!"
Margo was in serious trouble now, and she wished that she hadn't tried to escape. Wilt had been kind of nice, and maybe if he were still around, things would go easier on her. But, Al was driving away from Irene's apartment, heading towards the desert.
They drove for over an hour, finally turning down a dark, narrow, dirt road that led to the middle of nowhere. Al didn't say a word for a long time, and every now and then he would lean over, call her a "cunt," and smack her across the mouth.
Al drove up in front of an isolated wooden house that appeared to be empty. But, when he honked the horn once, a woman appeared at the door, and waved him in.
"All right, Margo. Follow me. And, no funny stuff or I'll blow you away." His voice carried the tone of a serious threat, and Margo wasn't about to attempt anything foolish, especially when he pulled out his gun and aimed it at her head.
She held her hands high in the air and dashed forward, onto the porch and through the open front door,
"You stand over there," the raven-haired woman said, pointing toward a corner. Margo hastened to obey. "Get down on your knees and wait," the woman commanded in a harsh voice. "I don't want any shit from you, either. I'm in a particularly bad mood today. Give me a hard time and I'll kick your little ass all over the fucking floor." She punctuated her crude remarks by thrusting her leg out and rubbing the sole of her high-heeled boot into Margo's taut tits. "You whore! Shit, Al's out of his fucking mind, messing around with a fucking teeny-cunt like you. He's on the lam from the cops and he comes here dragging a teenage bitch with him." She turned on Margo, her eyes flashing, her lip cruelly curled, "You been fuckin' Al? Huh?" She slowly dug the heel of her boot into Margo's sensitive nipple. Her tit ached terribly and the pain in her nipple was excruciating. Damn! Margo thought. This woman was as mean and nasty as Al.
"No," Margo blurted, shaking her head back and forth.
"Nobody fucks with my man, bitch! You understand?"
"Yes, I understand, Miss-Miss-"
"Madison. My name's Shirley Madison."
Margo pouted and wept, while Miss Madison sauntered over to the door and greeted Al, kissing' him wetly on the mouth, her fingers reaching down his pants to heft his balls and stroke his big prick. Margo watched the wanton woman, gasping when she noticed the extremely provocative clothing that Miss Madison wore. The woman had a stunning body, voluptuous tits, long, straight black hair, full lips, pretty legs. Miss Madison was every inch a woman. She exuded sexuality. She wore a skin-tight leotard of black kid leather with a detachable crotch, matching kid boots which laced up the front, high leather gloves, a stunning diamond necklace. Her creamy flesh glistened in stark contrast to the outfit she wore. Margo was awestruck at the sight of the magnificent woman. This Shirley Madison was one strange bird, she thought. The voluptuous woman looked like one evil bitch. Margo certainly didn't want to cross her.
"Good to see you again, baby," Al said. "Looks like you kept the old place in good shape. You still have your-ah-your little playroom?"
"You bet, and it's fully equipped. Shall I take this little slut down there to keep her out of the way?" Miss Madison sneered and thrust her leg out swiftly, kicking Margo hard in the stomach.
"Owwwwww!" she shrieked as she doubled over and gasped for air.
"Yeah, let's take her down to the playroom and get her squared away," Al replied. "I was gonna kill the bitch, but I figured we might be able to use her around the house. She can do all the dirty work so you can stay nice and pretty. Don't you think she'd make a nice maid?"
"Yeah," Miss Madison replied. "I'm sure we can make use of the bitch. She'll make a fine little-slave. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"Now, now, Shirley. Don't be too rough on her," Al said.
As Margo cowered on her knees, Shirley Madison stepped forward, producing a thick, black dog collar inset with metal studs. She grabbed Margo's chin roughly and pulled her face up. Then, she spit into the girl's face and laughed cruelly. The gob of spit caught her on the eyelid. She winked with discomfort and the woman's spit drooled down her cheek. She was disgusted and terribly humiliated. This Miss Madison was a real nasty bitch. The dog collar was fitted around her neck and locked with a tiny lock. Then Miss Madison affixed a leash to the collar and tugged at the leash, pulling her neck so that she would follow. Miss Madison led Margo down some stairs and into a dark room in the basement.
Al flicked on the light switch and the room was instantly bathed in a hot, reddish glow.
"Well, teeny-cunt, how do you like my little playroom?" Miss Madison asked.
"This place is dreadful! You people must be sick!" she blurted as her tear-stained eyes surveyed the dungeon-like room. The room was designed and decorated like a Medieval torture chamber. The walls were lined with a vast collection of whips and dildoes, and one wall was covered with an immense mirror. A thick steel pole stood in the middle of the room.
"That was a very foolish thing to say, Margo," Al said coolly as he handcuffed the terrified young girl to the whipping post. "Miss Madison spent a great deal of time fixing this place up. This chamber is to be your room. You'd better learn to like it here, because you'll be spending plenty of time in this room."
"I hate it!" she screamed, "and I hate you! Both of you! You people must be insane!" As soon as she said it, she knew that she had made an awful mistake. She could kick herself for being so damned foolish. These people really were sick. Depraved and demented. And obviously sadistic.
Al chose an evil-looking cat-o-nine-tails from the assortment of whips that lined the wall. Stepping forward, he lightly flicked the searing leather fingers of the whip across her swollen nipples. Then, he reared back and lashed her hard.
"Aaiieee!" she screamed as the cat-o-nine-tails raked across her taut tits. Great tears of embarrassment, humiliation, fear and pain spilled down her cheeks as she knelt on the floor, bound to the whipping post. She sobbed out her anguish, but her cries did not stop Al from whipping her.
Again, the evil whip slashed across her tits. She winced and screamed out pleas for mercy.
"Please, don't whip me! I beg of you! Please, don't-"
But, the whip fell relentlessly across her tortured tit-flesh, the leather fingers of the cat-o-nine-tails flailing at her nipples, which ached with gut-wrenching pain.
"How do you like this whip?" Al taunted. He flicked the whip across her thighs and one leather tendril struck her clit.
"Owwwww! Good God in heaven!" she wailed, flinching and jerking about on the whipping post. She flung her long, blonde hair about her shoulders and shook her head back and forth. Her tortured tits jiggled slightly and she began to perspire freely, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The cat-o-nine-tails was really doing a job on her. Never in her life had she experienced such awesome pain. She hunched her shoulders, trying to cover her tits with her elbows, trying to protect her sore tits from any more cruel abuse. But, her efforts were fruitless, and Al struck out with the whip, lashing her creamy thighs and whipping her cunt-mound. The whip bit into her swollen pussy-lips and raked across her sensitive clit, which throbbed and became erect from cruel contact with the tendrils of the evil whip. She screamed again and again.
Al laughed sadistically, reached down and gripped her spasming cunt-lips, giving them a savage squeeze to heighten her pain and sense of degradation.
"Nooooooo! God, noooooo!" she wailed, her face contorted with misery and searing pain. "Please, don't hurt me anymore!"
"Okay," he said as he threw the whip aside and rolled her over on her stomach. Her wrists chafed and ached from the hard, steel handcuffs which bound her to the whipping post. She cried out for mercy, but it did no good. He was on top of her, his cock tickling her puffy, pink pussy-lips. He guided his prick into her cunt, rubbing his bulbous cock-knob across her clit and stimulating her tortured nerve endings. Her clit soon became erect and pulsated with blood.
"I'll stop whipping you for awhile, Margo. But, in return you'll have to let me fuck you. Is it a deal?"
"Yes! Anything, just stop whipping me!" She hated Al for whipping her so cruelly and she hated him for raping her pussy, but being fucked was better than being whipped. At least it wouldn't hurt so damned much. Her body was wracked with pain from the whipping and she needed relief desperately. She would submit to having her cunt raped by his massive prick. Being fucked seemed like the lesser of two evils.
"Go ahead, fuck me! Fuck me if you must!"
He pumped his prick obscenely into her cun-tal depths, penetrating her pussy, slowly at first. His bloated cock-knob reamed out her pussy, rubbing across her cunt-walls which constricted. Soon, her cunt began to drip with pussy-juice. Her cunt became well-lubricated with pussy-nectar, making it easy for Al to fuck her with his massive, rock-hard prick. He plunged forward fucking her with rapid-fire motions, slamming his prick into her heated cunt.
"Unnggghhhh! Mmmppphhhhhh!" he snorted crudely as he fucked her tight, juicy cunt. "Yeah, bitch! I'm gonna fuck you real good; Fuck you in a different way this time. I'm sure you're gonna love it!"
Margo didn't like the sarcastic tone of his voice. And she was terribly confused. Al had fucked her before. In the same humiliating position-doggie-style. She swivelled her head around, a look of ghastly shock on her face. Her face was flushed a crimson red and her eyes were filled with tears of rage.
Suddenly, without warning, Al pulled away from the helpless girl. He was panting with lascivious desire. He gripped his prick and moved forward again, this time aiming his purplish cock-knob directly at her puckered asshole.
"Now you're gonna get it! I'm gonna fuck you nice and hard, bitch! Right up your little asshole!" he hissed as his cock probed for the opening of her tight, virgin asshole.
"Wh-what? You-you can't! Your pricks-it's too big! You'll split me in two!" she screamed. She wriggled her hips, shaking the man off. But, he struck her in the head with his fist and mounted her again. Gripping her ass-cheeks with his powerful hands, he dug his fingertips into her fleshy ass and began to pry her ass-cheeks apart. He was grunting loudly as he went about the task of spreading her ass-cheeks so that his prick could enter her steamy asshole.
"You might as well give up and resign yourself to it, Margo. I'm gonna fuck your asshole if it's the last thing I do. So prepare yourself to be ass-fucked. If you fight it, it's gonna hurt even more. I'm gonna ream out your asshole with my hard prick, bitch, whether you like it or not!"
Miss Madison moved forward and stepped on Margo's face, applying pressure with her foot to keep Margo's face immobile. She goaded Al on.
"Go ahead, Al!" she hissed with enthusiasm. "Rape the bitch's asshole. Ass-fuck the teeny-cunt! She deserves a good ass-fucking! The sniveling little bitch! Give it to her good! Make her scream with pain! Fuck her asshole, Al! Fuck it!"
Margo made some piteous muffled noises. It was almost impossible to speak with Miss Madison stepping on her face, grinding the sole of her boot into her cheek. She simply had to stop Al from fucking her tender asshole. She tightened the thin ring of muscles that surrounded her puckered asshole. Her sphincter muscles clenched tightly to ward off the unwanted intruder. But, as Al spread her ass-cheeks apart, his hot cock-knob began to worm its way into her steaming asshole.
"Unnnggghh! Goddamn tight fucking asshole! Shit! You better cooperate, Margo, or it's gonna hurt alot more! No matter what you do, it's gonna hurt, but if you try to relax, it won't be so bad! Mmmppphhhhh!" His prick stretched the opening to her asshole, and he jerked forward, burrowing his rock-hard cock inch-by-inch into her tight asshole.
The horrid, searing pain caused her to writhe about on the floor of the torture chamber, but she couldn't move far. Her wrists ached from the handcuffs that bound her to the whipping post, and her face was being pressed into the floor by Miss Madison's boot sole. Her tight sphincter muscles were stretched to the bursting point, and her strength was being quickly dissipated as she struggled to keep his prick out of her asshole.
"Now, bitch! Now!" he snorted as he drove forward, impaling her asshole on his throbbing prick.
"Aaaiiieee! Nooo!!" she cried, her screams filling the dreadful room and reverberating off the walls of the torture chamber. She flexed her creamy legs and hips, tensed her muscles, but it was too late. Al had caught her by surprise and overpowered her with his spear-like cock. He showed her no compassion, no mercy as she bucked and twisted beneath his cock-thrusts into her ravaged asshole. His prick felt as though it were being driven into her guts.
Al looked up at Miss Madison and the pair grinned evilly at one another, loving the sordid scene. Reveling in obscene delight at the demented pleasure of inflicting pain and misery on the abject and helpless girl.
"Fuck that asshole, Al! Ass-rape the bitch! Get her good! She'll wish she never been born, the cunt! Worthless fucking teeny-cunt!" Miss Madison punctuated her lewd remarks by pushing the sole of her boot into Margo's face.
Margo already wished that she had never been born. If, God willing, she managed to survive this horrid onslaught on her tender asshole, she would never be able to look at herself in a mirror again. This was so depraved and debauched! Being ass-fucked was disgusting! She hadn't even believed that it was possible. She had never even entertained thoughts of being ass-fucked. She had thought that it was anatomically impossible! But, the mind-bending pain that welled up from her asshole told her in a most brutal manner that she had been dreadfully wrong.
"Unngghh! Mmmmpphhh!" Al grunted obscenely as he drove his prick deep into her asshole. Over and over, he slammed his hips forward, ramming his cock deep and hard into her steaming asshole, ass-raping her brutally and cruelly. His face was contorted with lust and passionate desire.
Margo writhed and twisted beneath his cock-thrusts into her ravaged asshole, her face a mask of fear, rage, pain and shame. His hard-driving prick felt like it was stretching her ass-muscles to the absolute limit. She thought that she could hear her asshole being ripped and torn by his raging prick. Soon, her cries of anguish melded together into one steady, soul-searing wail of horrible pain as she endured the vicious ass-fucking. The pain felt like lightning bolts in her ravaged asshole, and she didn't think that she could stand much more.
Then, remembering Al's advice, she concentrated on relaxing her strained ass-muscles. It wasn't too difficult because her energy and strength had been sapped by her futile attempts to struggle against his vile assault on her asshole. Then, much to her surprise, she realized that his cock felt kind of sexy as it reamed into her tight ass-channel, roughly massaging the walls of her tight asshole. She moaned long and low, and hunched her hips to meet his next cock-thrust into her asshole. It felt good!
Al grunted and dug his fingernails into her tender, taut ass-cheeks and pulled her back so that he could drive the entire length of his massive prick into her steaming asshole.
"Unngghhh!" he panted as his mighty cock slithered between her creamy ass-cheeks and rammed deeply into her asshole.
She shuddered at the thought that Al's massive prick was, at that very moment, buried deeply in her ass-channel. It was actually happening, and it began to feel good. Her clit tingled with anxious anticipation and she reared back to meet his plunging prick as it slid into her asshole.
"Ohhh, good God!" she gasped. "Your cock-your cock-feels-feels good! Don't stop! Do it some more!"
She grimaced and experienced a wild assortment of conflicting emotions: pain and joy, passion and disgust, desire and hate, repulsion and pleasure. She was lost in a world of wild, wanton depravity, a strange land of unrestrained lust and passion. Her pussy ached and her asshole instinctively tightened around his throbbing cock, clamping down on his raging prick, holding his cock captive in her overheated asshole. Her cunt felt like it was burning up with passionate desire. "Fuck my asshole, Al! Fuck it! Don't stop!"
"No way I'm gonna stop now, bitch!" he snorted. "Mmmppphhhh! Aaaggghhhh!"
Al's prick seemed to swell in her asshole. He fucked her with furious, frenzied movements, swivelling his hips and ramming forward, impaling her asshole on his rigid cock-shaft. He grunted and groaned in the throes of ecstasy as he ass-fucked her, reaming out her tight asshole with demented joy.
Margo knew that she was acting like a lewd and wanton harlot, but she lost all control over her tangled emotions. Her impassioned pussy ached with the desire to be fucked, but her asshole ached with need too. It was the most bizarre sensation that she had ever experienced-to be brutally raped in her asshole by Al's raging hard prick. She bucked and wriggled, pumping her hips backward in time with his plunging cock which reamed out her asshole. Her passion was boiling over, and her mind was dazed and confused with conflicting sensations and emotions that sent her soaring on the winds of wanton delight.
Although her body was wracked with pain, she nevertheless was enjoying the depraved experience. Enjoying it fully. Loving every second of the butt-fucking that Al was giving her. His prick tore into her asshole with blinding speed, raking along her ass-channel lewdly. She didn't care, though. She knew in her heart that what he was doing was wicked and depraved, but somehow, that made the ass-fucking all the more exciting and passionate.
"Aaaaiiiieeeee!" she wailed as her orgasm hit her like a fist. She revelled in the pain and pleasure of the moment, relishing the fact that she was being terribly abused by the dangerous man. Her climax shook her and she sweated profusely as her clit throbbed and her pussy-walls tightened and her ass-channel narrowed to grip his prick.
A moment later, Al's body went rigid, he quivered. The muscles in his thighs flexed and he shot his load into her asshole.
"Aaagghhh! Shit! Fuck! Piss!" he cursed in a throaty gasp as his cock-slit opened and deposited a steady stream of cum into her tight asshole.
She shook and trembled as she felt his load of white-hot jism rushing into her, bathing the walls of her asshole with scalding cum as it spurted out of his spewing cock-slit. Her mind was dazed and she writhed about uncontrollably in the throes of a wondrous orgasm and made her face over into a grotesque mask of sexual pleasure. The climax was the most intense orgasm she had ever felt and she enjoyed it immensely. But, all too soon, it was over, and she was returned to the world of reality. Brutal reality. She remembered that she was captive, held prisoner by a pair of wicked, sinister tormentors. Al and Miss Madison derived their kicks from punishing her, torturing her, whipping, kicking and raping her. She wept as the ugly reality of her pathetic situation struck her. She was a helpless wretch, with no opportunity of escape. This torture chamber would be her home forever, unless she could figure out some way to get out. She simply had to find a way to escape. Who knows what they might do to her? And, if she didn't get away, it was quite possible that they would decide to kill her!
"That was nice, Margo! Real nice!" Al enthused as he pulled his drooling cock out of her asshole. "And it seems as though you liked getting ass-fucked too. Ain't that right, bitch?"
"No!" she blurted. "It was disgusting!" She was lying. In fact, she had enjoyed being ass-fucked. But, she still had her pride, and she refused to admit the truth.
Miss Madison removed her foot from Margo's flushed face and stepped back while Al moved forward and squatted over her face, straddling her head after turning her over so that she faced upward.
"Lick the cum off of my prick!" he commanded crudely as he pressed his drooling cock-slit into her lips. She grimaced and her tongue snaked out, lapping the cum from his flaccid, spent, drooling prick. His cum tasted salty and hot. And she winced as she gulped down the remainder of his cum;
"That's a good little girl," Al said as he squeezed the tip of his prick, depositing a thick glob of cum on her lips. "She's learning fast, isn't she?" he asked Miss Madison, who stood in the corner, a smug look on her lovely face.
"Yeah, she'll make a good slave." Miss Madison sneered and kicked Margo hard in the side. Margo writhed in pain and rolled over on the floor of the torture chamber. She blacked out for a moment, and when she came to, Al and Miss Madison were gone and the lights were turned off. She was plunged into darkness and quiet. She sobbed, her mind racing with fear and anxiety. She could expect no help in this dreadful place. No one knew where she was. No one would come to her rescue. She was doomed to a miserable existence. Doomed to a life of pain and degradation, a helpless wretch, at the mercy of Al and Miss Madison, two demented sadists who knew no mercy. She cried herself to sleep.
Chapter Seven
Margo was totally exhausted and she slept soundly for over three hours. Then, the harsh red lights in the torture chamber were turned on and in walked the haughty Miss Madison. She sneered, curling her upper lip and baring her perfect white teeth. She brushed her long black hair over her ears with her fingers and strode forward purposefully. Glowering down at the girl who remained handcuffed to the whipping post she spoke in a deceptively pleasant tone of voice.
"How are you feeling, darling? Did you sleep well?"
Margo didn't quite know what to make of Miss Madison's change of attitude. The dark-haired woman seemed to be genuinely concerned about her welfare.
"My body aches terribly," Margo replied weakly. She pouted and her eyes glistened with tiny tears.
Suddenly, Miss Madison's attitude changed dramatically. She sauntered forward and kicked Margo in the tits.
"You stupid cunt! It wasn't very smart of you to respond in such a lewd manner to Al when he raped your asshole, darling. I don't like anyone fucking around with Al. He's my man, teeny-cunt. And I never put up with any upstart little chicks messing with my man. Do you understand?"
Margo couldn't believe her ears. She was startled and she trembled with fear. "He-he raped me, Miss Madison," she exclaimed. "I didn't want him to do it, but he raped me. You were here. You saw what he did."
Again, the evil woman kicked her. Then, she dug the pointed heel of her boot into Margo's sensitive nipple. She sneered. "You led him on, Margo. You wanted him to rape your asshole. I saw the whole thing with my own two eyes."
"That's not true," Margo blurted. "He raped me forcibly. I tried to fight him off, but he was too strong."
"Are you calling me a liar, tweeny-cunt?" came her nasty reply.
She reached behind her and produced a nasty black leather whip. Flexing the whip in her hands, she smiled, licked her lips and strode forward. She stood directly over the cringing young girl.
"You are a fucking whore. I know what you're up to, bitch. You want to steal my man away from me, don't you?"
"No, I don't want anything to do with Al," Margo said.
"Oh, so he's not good enough for you, is that it?" Miss Madison taunted.
There was no way that she could reason with the evil woman. No matter what she said, Miss Madison twisted her words. Margo realized that she was in a no-win situation. And, Miss Madison stood over her, the whip held in her manicured fingers, ready to strike.
Then, without warning, she let loose with the whip, raining a series of blows across Margo's exposed tits. She grimaced and flinched in pain as she attempted to endure the mind-bending pain that coursed through her tits.
"Owww! Please, don't beat me! I'm sorry. Forgive me! I beg of you!"
She lay there, her tits heaving and she drew in deep breaths of air. She twisted and turned as much as possible in her bonds, trying desperately to avoid the slashing whip. But, no matter how much she struggled, the whip fell on her naked flesh. She shrieked, mortified and embarrassed, utterly degraded and totally helpless.
Miss Madison grabbed a dildo. It was a plastic prick, twelve inches long, equipped with batteries. She shoved the dildo into Margo's tight cunt and turned on the switch. The plastic prick came to life in her pussy, sending a torrent of shocks through her tortured pussy. Writhing about on the floor of the torture chamber, she shook as the electricity caused her cunt to convulse. This was no ordinary dildo meant to give pleasure. It was super-charged and the powerful waves of current were meant specifically to cause pain in the cunt of the helpless victim.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Miss Madison cackled crazily as she watched the helpless girl jerk about on the floor, the long dildo stuck hard and fast in her heated cuntal depths. "Do you want me to turn the dildo off?"
"Y-yes! Please, turn it off!" The electric shocks were tormenting her pussy, causing her clit, pussy, and thighs to spasm out of control. "Turn it off! I beg of you!"
"Do you promise to obey my every whim if I turn it off?" Miss Madison asked coolly. She glowered down at the writhing girl, thoroughly enjoying her discomfort.
"Yes, I'll do anything! Please, don't hurt me anymore! Please, turn that awful thing off!"
"Okay," Miss Madison said with a smirk on her face. She reached down and pressed the off-button on the dildo, but she kept the plastic prick embedded in Margo's tight cunt. Margo could tell that Miss Madison had no intention of removing the horrid dildo from her tortured cunt. The evil woman really loved Margo's anguish. She gained some sort of evil satisfaction from torturing the helpless young captive. Margo realized that Miss Madison was a full-fledged sadist who got her kicks out of tormenting, degrading and humiliating her.
Margo closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. She tried to push the brutal reality of the moment into the deep recesses of her brain, but it was virtually impossible. She didn't know what Miss Madison was planning to do next. But, whatever it was, it wouldn't be nice. She knew that.
When she opened her eyes, she stared up and saw that the imperious woman was unsnapping the crotch of her leotard. She pulled the flap down, exposing her pussy. The girl gaped into the woman's cunt and gasped when she saw that Miss Madison's pussy had been shaved. Her hairless cunt looked strange and rather obscene. Margo had never seen anything like it. Her eyes were glazed and her expression was confused.
"What's the matter, teeny-cunt?" Miss Madison said. "Haven't you ever seen a shaved cunt before? Christ, you really are quite the innocent one, aren't you?"
Without waiting for an answer, Miss Madison straddled the girl's head and slowly squatted down over her upturned face, which was contorted with fear and humiliation. She lowered herself until her bald cunt was about six inches from Margo's lips. "Look at my cunt, teeny-snatch. Isn't it adorable?"
"It's-it's revolting!" she blurted, turning her head away in disgust.
"You fool!" Miss Madison rasped as she struck the girl across the mouth. "You'd better learn to like my pussy, because you're gonna spend a lot of time sucking it. Starting right now! Eat my cunt, slave! Suck my pussy!"
Margo was horror-stricken. Her eyes bulged and she closed her lips tightly. No matter what Miss Madison did to her, she would never submit to such a degrading task. She would never suck the woman's cunt. It was too vile and degrading.
Miss Madison cackled like a witch and pressed her cunt into Margo's face, rubbing her pussy over the girl's lips. She gripped the girl's ears in both of her hands and pulled her face upward.
"Yeah, that feels real nice," she hissed as she ground her cunt into Margo's mouth. "Now, you'd better start licking my cunt before I get real mad."
Margo steeled her nerves and kept her mouth shut tightly, determined to defy the evil woman's vile and sadistic command.
Then, Miss Madison reached back and, once again, turned oh the dildo which was stuck in the girl's cunt, sending shooting, electric pains pulsing through her pussy, electrifying her cunt-walls which spasmed with pain. .Unbearable pain!
"Suck my cunt, bitch! Eat me out! As soon as I feel your tongue licking my cunt, I'll turn the dildo off. I can wait. I've got all day."
Margo withstood the pain of the supercharged electric dildo for about half a minute, then she knew that she would have to give in and obey Miss Madison's lewd demand. Reluctantly, her tongue slithered out of her mouth and lapped tentatively across the shaved pussy-lips of Miss Madison's hot cunt. She shivered with revulsion as her tongue tasted the cunt-juice on the woman's pussy-lips. This was so disgusting.
"Ohhhhhh, yeah!" Miss Madison enthused in a husky voice. "That's nice! Keep that tongue working on my cunt, bitch! Suck my cunt! Eat me out!" Her pussy began to leak streams of slippery cunt-juice. Miss Madison's pussy-lips puffed up with blood and became a dark shade of pink, glistening With cunt-nectar, which flowed out of her cunt-slit and drooled into Margo's mouth. Margo licked and tasted the woman's pungent juices.
Miss Madison gasped with delight and moved her hips in a gyrating motion, causing her pussy to rub lewdly against the girl's worshipful tongue. She felt as though she could cum at any moment, but Margo's tongue felt so good lapping her shaved cunt that she would move away whenever she felt herself getting ready to climax. Her cunt was on fire, and Margo could taste the hot cunt-nectar spilling out of her spasming pussy.
Then, Miss Madison moved further up on the girl's upturned face and began to rub her cunt across the girl's nose. "Nose-fuck me you slut! Nose fuck me! Yeah! Shit! Stick your nose way up my cunt and rub it all over my hot twat! Do it! I command you! Nose-fuck my pussy, you filthy slave!"
The crude woman jerked her hips forward and fucked herself on Margo's nose, rubbing her clit back and forth over the girl's nose and gasping for breath. Margo's face was soon covered with the outpourings from the woman's cunt. Pussy-juice smeared across her eyes and filled her nostrils, and her lips glistened with Miss Madison's cunt-nectar. It became difficult to breathe, with the woman rubbing her cunt all over her nose and mouth. She felt like she would soon suffocate. Miss Madison's creamy thighs pressed against her ears, muffling the sounds of sexual delight that filled the room. Gasps and groans and cries of passion that came from the woman as she ground her pussy into the girl's face, sliding back and forth on Margo's nose which jerked into the woman's juicy, hot cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh, yeah, you good little cunt-licker. Now, suck! Close your lips around my clit and suck my cunt!"
Miss Madison's dark eyes rolled in her head and a broken cat-call of wanton lust burst from her lips. She was a wild, frenzied woman, riding the waves of unbridled lust, writhing in ecstatic emotion and passion. "Suck my clit, slave! Suck my clit!"
Margo was too frightened to disobey. She gripped Miss Madison's erect and throbbing clit in her lips and sucked hard on the woman's slick cunt-button which spasmed obscenely in her mouth. She made lewd sucking sounds as she crammed her tortured mouth into the woman's shaved cunt, her teeth scraping across the woman's clit as her tongue traveled deep into her cunt, with long, bathing licks, washing hotly through Miss Madison's pulsating pussy-lips, her cheeks rubbing across the wicked woman's swollen, wet cunt-lips which quivered in response.
Miss Madison was preparing to cum. She tried to hold back the thrilling sensations which rippled through her heated cunt. But, a warm, ecstatic feeling shot through each and every fiber of her succulent, aroused pussy. Her pussy-lips throbbed with sexual delight and she reached down and tugged on Margo's hair, yanking her face forward and slamming her cunt into the wretched girl's sucking lips. Her smooth, flat belly quivered and the muscles on her thighs and calves leaped beneath her creamy, tender flesh. She hunched her ass and slid her cunt across the sucking girl's mouth, groaning and gasping with pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, suck! Suck my clit!"
Margo became enraptured by the thrilling passion of the moment, and although she was utterly disgusted and debased by being forced to commit such a vile act, she nevertheless did her damnedest to make sure that Miss Madison derived the utmost pleasure from this sordid scene. It was as though she were overcome by emotion, and in some strange manner, proud of her ability to satiate the incredible sexual demands of this cruel and sadistic woman. She gripped Miss Madison's raw clit between her teeth and gently tugged the woman's throbbing love-button out of its cuntal sheath, pulling her clit out, stretching it two inches from her cunt and suddenly releasing her lip-lock, letting the woman's clit snap back into its pussy-sheath.
"Aaaggggghhh! Ohhhhhh, my God! Suck! Suck! Suck my cunt! Lick my pussy, Margo! Eat me out!" Miss Madison was screaming loudly. She was in a veritable frenzy of passion, aching for sexual release. "Suck my cunt! Don't stop! Suck my clit, you slut!"
This was so bizarre, Margo thought. It was as though the roles had been reversed for a moment. It was as though Margo was in control at that very moment. She sucked the woman's clit into her mouth, swirling her wet tongue around Miss Madison's erect and twitching cunt-button, causing her to writhe about in ecstasy. And, as weird as it seemed, Margo was beginning to get turned on by the lewd and perverted scene. Her cunt was churning up cunt-butter and her clit was tingling with passion as she sucked Miss Madison's clit between her lips, slurping and gulping down the sweet essence of the woman's cunt-nectar.
"Ohhhhhhh, yesssssss!" Miss Madison wailed, whipping her ass up and down over the girl's burrowing face. Her quivering flesh spasmed and trembled and her sleek belly rippled as her voluptuous form undulated beneath Margo's lewd, sucking caresses.
Margo's face was dripping with cunt-juice and her mind was racing. God! she thought. How wonderful it would be if Miss Madison would suck her cunt! The thought really turned her on. But, for the moment, she had to concentrate on making the evil woman cum. Her hair felt like it was being torn out by the roots from Miss Madison's grasping hands. She gripped her clit between her teeth. She raked her teeth across the woman's throbbing clit-nubbin, pulled it out, stretching it, then pushing it back into its fleshy cuntal sheath.
Miss Madison groaned and panted. "This is it!" she screamed, her mind reeling with delight. And her orgasm exploded in her cunt, her cunt-juices gushed forth, bathing Margo's face with pussy-nectar.
"Suck it! Suck it!" she cried. Her body shook and she came. Her pussy seemed to explode with her orgasm, and cunt-juice boiled out of her churning pussy. Hot cunt-juice, slippery and wet, streamed down Margo's cheeks.
Margo was caught up in the depravity of the moment. She kept her lips locked around Miss Madison's clit, and sucked the woman's clit and cunt-lips deep into her mouth. She could taste Miss Madison's cunt-nectar gushing into her mouth, and she hungrily gulped it down her throat,
"Enough! Enough! I can't-can't take anymore! Stop!" Miss Madison gasped as she bucked and jerked about in one final, powerful movement, stunned in frantic sexual bliss, "That's all I can take for now! Stop!" She pulled back on Margo's long blonde tresses, ripping the girl's sucking mouth off of her cunt. Then, she sighed and swooned, her eyes glazed and unseeing.
Margo looked up at the woman, smiling, her face covered with cunt-nectar, pussy-juice drooling out of the corners of her mouth. "Was it good?" she asked, wide-eyed. "Did you like it?"
"Ohhhh, fuck, yes! I liked it all right! Shit, you did great, slut!" Miss Madison said. "Hell, I just might keep you around just to suck my cunt. You can come in right handy. Hell, whenever I get horny, all I have to do is come down here, whip you around some, and climb on top of your pretty little face. You can be my personal cunt-sucker. Yeah, that would be nice, wouldn't it?"
Suddenly, Margo felt terrible. Miss Madison didn't care about her at all. She was a cruel, heartless, sadistic bitch. How could she have been taken in by the bitch? She had sucked the woman's cunt with wild abandon, and this was how she was rewarded. She knew that her life would be miserable if she remained a captive of Al and Miss Madison. They would continue to use and abuse her body for their own sadistic, sexual pleasure. They were cruel and demented. They would make a sexual slave of her, whose sole purpose on life was to satisfy their perverted sexual urges. She wanted no part of this sordid scene.
"What's the matter, honey? Didn't you like sucking my cunt? You seemed to enjoy it while you were doing it!" Miss Madison sneered.
She laughed sadistically, snapped down the crotch of her leotard and prepared to leave the dreadful torture chamber. But, just as she reached the doorway, footsteps could be heard on the stairway. Loud, thumping footsteps.
Who could that be? Margo wondered.
Chapter Eight
The towering figure of Wilt appeared in the doorway. He looked mean and angry. His eyes were slit like razor blades, and he strolled forward, his muscles rippling.
"Well, hello Wilt," Miss Madison said haltingly. "I-uh-I haven't seen you in a long time. Gee, where have you been, anyway?"
Wilt stepped forward and smacked Miss Madison hard across the face. She fell to the floor with a thump.
"You conniving little cunt!" he shouted angrily. "You and your old man, Al. That bastard! He went off without me, left me stranded. Left me at this chick's house, name of Irene. Somebody called the cops. He says it wasn't him, but I swear to God, it had to be him. Nobody else knew that I was there. I was waiting. Margo there," he said, pointing a finger in her direction. "She ran off, but she's here, so she wasn't the one that called the cops. It must have been Al-or you. You slimy bunch of double-crossers. Nobody double-crosses Wilt and gets away with it. You think I'm stupid, but I'm not." Moving forward, he grabbed Miss Madison and thrust her forward. He unzipped his pants and tugged his prick out. His cock was hard and throbbing. "Suck my cock, you bitch!"
Miss Madison moved forward and wrapped her lips around his mighty prick. She sucked his cock. He stood above her, hands on her shoulders, jerking, writhing, pumping his cock into her mouth.
"Unngghhh! Mmmphhh! Suck it, bitch! Suck my cock! Make me cum or I'll beat the hell out of you, you slut!"
Margo stared at Wilt in silence. She had no idea what was going on. Where was Al? she wondered. And, how did Wilt manage to escape from the police? What in the world was going to happen next? She was scared to death, but she relished the fact that the evil Miss Madison was being forced to suck Wilt's cock. She could tell that the woman loathed having to give Wilt a blow-job.
"You cunt!" Wilt shouted. "Suck my prick! Suck it hard and fast, you bitch! Suck my prick!"
She sucked his hard cock into her mouth, lapping and licking, his prick deep into her throat. She gagged, but Wilt slapped her hard and continued to face-fuck her brutally. "Fucking double-crossing cocksucker. Lick my prick, you bitch!" he snorted.
His cock slammed relentlessly into her oral cavity, filling the woman's mouth to Overflowing. Margo watched, transfixed, as she saw Miss Madison's cheeks bulging when Wilt rammed his cock into her mouth. He reached down and grabbed the flesh on her shoulders, causing her to wince in pain.
"Suck my cock! I'm gonna cum right in your mouth, you whore!" he rasped as he fucked her mouth, pumping his prick in staccato-like movements into her sucking, slurping lips. He grimaced and sneered as he face-fucked the evil woman, sliding his cock between her lips and impaling her mouth on his rigid cock-shaft.
Impulsively, Margo cried out. "Make the bitch suck your cock hard, Wilt. Give it to her! She's a bitch! She abused me! She treated me terribly! Give it to her Wilt! Fuck her mouth! Make her give you a good blow-job! She deserves it!"
Wilt looked over at Margo and winked. "Don't worry, Margo. This bitch is gonna suffer. She and Al tried to pull a fast one on me, but they're not gonna get away with it. Believe me, they're not gonna get away with anything!" He groaned with passion and ground his balls into her chin as his cock slid deeply into her mouth. She gagged, but she kept sucking Wilt's hard prick.
Then, Wilt's body stiffened.
"Ummmppphh! Oh, yeah!" he grunted and shot his load of thick, white-hot jism into her mouth. Miss Madison tried to spit his cock out, but he pushed her head forward and pumped his scalding cum into her mouth, shouting obscenities at her.
"Cunt! Cock-sucking bitch! Double-crossing whore! Drink my cum, you bitch! Swallow my load, you slut!"
Margo watched with wide-open eyes as Miss Madison slurped Wilt's load of cum down her throat. She could see the woman's throat working to swallow Wilt's cum. Margo smiled and nodded with pleasure. It was great fun to watch the evil, sadistic woman being treated so rudely, so crudely, so brutally. And, in a way, she felt as though she really cared a lot for Wilt. He was a pretty nice man, she thought. Oh, Wilt could be cruel at times. But, she was happy that Wilt had never abused her. Wilt obviously liked her, and perhaps he would be her ticket to freedom. She sure hoped so. But, right now she was really enjoying watching Wilt face-fuck her tormentor, the depraved Miss Madison. It was fun to observe her sucking down his cum.
"Yeah, lap it up, you cunt!" he screamed. "Swallow every last drop of my cum!"
Miss Madison grimaced and obeyed Wilt's command. She gulped and gulped, swallowing all of his thick load of jism. Finally, when his balls were drained dry, he stepped back, pushing her away from him brutally.
"Unlock the handcuffs on Margo!" he commanded. Miss Madison stood up and fished around in her pocket until she found the key. She moved forward and stood next to Margo, who was still kneeling, locked to the whipping post. "Do it!" he shouted. "If you don't unlock her right now, I'm gonna kick your fucking ass!"
Miss Madison hastened to obey, unlocking the handcuffs that bound Margo to the whipping post. Margo rubbed her wrists and stood up on shaky legs. "What now?" Margo asked.
"Lock Miss Madison up," he said.
"All right!" Margo enthused. In a jiffy, she had changed places with the sadistic bitch. Just for good measure, Margo kicked the woman, planting the heel of her bare foot in the woman's stomach. Miss Madison gasped for breath and wept loudly.
"You bitch!" Margo shouted angrily. "Let's see how you like it, huh?" With that, she kicked the bound woman again and turned to look at Wilt.
"Come here, Margo," he said, reaching out his hand. She moved forward and kissed him on the cheek. Wilt blushed and said, "We've got to move fast. The cops are hot on my tail. They almost caught me back at Irene's place. We gotta get the hell outta here. But, Jesus, I forgot to ask you. Do you want to come with me? I can leave you here if you want."
"Do you want me to come?" Margo asked, her brows arched high.
"Sure, Margo. I like you. I want you to be my girl." His voice was sincere, and Margo smiled brightly.
"Okay, I'm with you. But, where is that bastard Al?"
"Don't worry about him, darling. I knocked the son of a bitch out and locked him in the closet. He's sleeping soundly. Let's go. Hurry!"
They dashed outside and climbed into a car that was idling out front. Wilt hit the gas peddle and they went spinning off.
They drove about twenty miles, during which time no one spoke a word. Then, Wilt pulled the car over and got out of the car. He made a quick phone call at a roadside telephone booth. He climbed back in, and they drove ten more miles.
It was a dark and desolate country road, but up ahead, Margo saw a sign which read, "Roadside Motel." Wilt slowed the car down and pulled into the parking lot. He stepped into the office and rented a room for the night.
Once inside, Wilt sighed with relief. "Damn, this has been one hell of a fucking day." He wiped his brow and turned to Margo. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
"I'm feeling fine, Wilt. Kind of tired, though."
"Well, we'll get a good night's sleep. Then, tomorrow we gotta make tracks. We'll head for sunny California. Okay?"
"Sure!" she replied happily. "I've never been to California. That's neat!"
Margo and Wilt stripped naked and climbed into the bed. They were both exhausted, worn out. Margo sighed and nestled into Wilt's strong arms, nuzzling her chin into his neck.
"Wilt, who did you call from that telephone booth?"
Wilt turned, kissed her cheek softly and said, "The cops. I called the cops and told them where they could find Al and Miss Madison. Boy, will they ever be surprised. Ha! Ha!"
"Well, it serves them right! Both of them! They did terrible things to me, Wilt! Horrible things! They're a couple of sadists!" she said angrily. "I don't know how you ever got mixed up with that pair, Wilt. You seem like a nice, kind, loving man." Her hand slipped under the covers and fondled his prick. She stroked his cock and hefted his weighty balls.
"Oh, damn! That feels great!" Wilt enthused as he rubbed her ripe tits and leaned down to kiss her nipple. His tongue lashed out and raked across her nipple, which became hard and erect, pointing skyward in response to his wet caress,
Margo was getting hot and bothered by his caresses. She leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. Their tongues met in a warm embrace and Wilt sucked her tongue deep into his mouth.
"Ohhhhh, Wilt," she cooed. "I know you're tired, and so am I, but do you think you can put your finger in my pussy?"
"I'm not so tired that I don't want to fuck, Margo," he replied, slipping his middle finger into her needy cunt. He finger-fucked her tight, hot cunt, spreading her pussy-lips wide apart with his thumb and sliding his middle finger deep into her pussy.
She swooned in ecstasy and arched her back, humping forward to meet his finger as it plunged deep into her seething, hot cunt, rubbing along her sensitive cunt-walls.
"Oh, Wilt. That feels so damned good," she purred breathlessly. She writhed and bucked as he finger-fucked her cunt, making her pussy wet with scalding cunt-juice, which ran down her thighs in thin rivulets.
Wilt kissed her again, then slide down under the covers and kissed her cunt tenderly, passionately, lovingly. She gasped with erotic pleasure and threw her arms above her head, closed her eyes and luxuriated.
Soon Wilt's tongue slithered between the folds of her puffy, pink pussy-lips. He lapped at her clit and she sighed with obscene delight.
"Ohhhhhhh, God. Wilt. It feels so damned good!"
He cupped her taut ass-cheeks in his palms and pulled her cunt-mound into his face, tonguing her pussy-lips with long, loving, worshipful licks. Her pussy-juices flowed freely covering his mouth with love-nectar. Wilt swallowed her cunt-juice eagerly and slipped his worshipping tongue into the very depths of her blonde-fringed pussy. He made lewd, sucking noises as he lapped at her cunt.
She cooed and rocked back and forth on the bed, relishing the feelings that welled up in her juicy twat. It felt so good to have her cunt sucked by Wilt. His tongue was so long, and he seemed to know just how to turn her on. She jerked back and forth rubbing her pussy across his sucking lips as he lapped at her cunt, bringing her to a fever pitch with his loving caresses.
Finally, she could wait no longer. She needed to be fucked! Her aching cunt could only be satisfied by Wilt's raging hard cock. "Fuck me, Wilt!" she cried out. "Please, fuck my pussy! I need your cock! I need your cock inside of my cunt!"
Wilt wasted no time. He threw the covers aside and mounted her, sliding his blue-veined prick between her swollen, glistening cunt-lips, ramming his cock further and further into her cunt-hole until she cried with delight. With rapier-like cock-thrusts, he slammed his prick into her steaming, hot cunt, fucking her fast and hard. His balls slapped her ass-cheeks as they hung low and heavy beneath his rampaging cock.
"Unnn! Ohhhh," she moaned. Her breath came in short rasps and she grunted obscenely, reveling in the delirium of a powerful, all-consuming fucking. His prick felt big and powerful as it plunged rapidly into her tight cunt, raking quickly along her cunt-channel, rubbing her tight pussy-walls and sending her flying high, soaring into the clouds of a wondrous sexual heaven.
"Yesssss, fuck me!"
"Hang on, darling," he snorted. "I-I'm trying to hold it, but-I-don't know how long I can last. I'm about to cum!" He jerked about on top of her, his prick as hard as a rock as it plunged again and again into her cunt.
"You must! You must hold it! Don't cum yet! I beg of you!" she screamed, her body demanding sexual release. She was wound up like a wire coil ready to spring loose. "Unnn! Mmmm! Yes, fuck me hard!"
Then, her orgasm flooded throughout her hot cunt, searing through her body, shaking her from limb to limb. Her cunt was pulsating with fire. Her clit spasmed and she shuddered as she experienced the most powerful orgasm ever. Wondrous sensations poured through her spasming body and she shook with palpitations. Her heart raced and adrenalin coursed through her veins. Her passion spilled over as she reached the apex of delight. Then, as fast as it had come, her orgasm ebbed and waned. But, she wanted more. She was insatiable, like an animal in heat. She lusted for more. Quickly, impulsively, she reached down and pulled his throbbing prick out of her pussy.
"What are you doing?" Wilt asked. He was perplexed, and his eyes widened. His face was flushed a bright red and she could tell that his heart was beating fast, pounding in his chest. "Fuck me this way!" she shrieked as she guided his prick toward her asshole. She spread her thighs wide apart, fingered her tiny asshole open, and inserted his hard cock-knob. Then, she wriggled down on his prick, arching her back and bucking against his prick,
"Take me in the ass! My asshole! Fuck me in my asshole!"
"B-but, are you sure?" he stammered in disbelief.
"Yes, you must! Possess me! Sodomize me! Ass-fuck me! I want it! I want it!" She was a woman possessed, frenzied and demanding. She wanted it badly. She needed it. Her body demanded it! It no longer seemed grotesque. She realized that being ass-fucked was the truest manner in which to show her love to give herself for all time to her lover.
Wilt lurched forward and impaled her asshole with his hard prick. He worked his prick deftly into her steaming asshole, burrowing his cock-knob deep into her ass-channel, reaming out her ass-walls.
"Unngghh! Mmmpphh!"
He grunted and groaned with pleasure and unbridled lust, pounding his prick deep into her asshole, wriggling and lurching forward, filling her asshole with his turgid prick.
"God, yes! I love it! I love it!" She was delirious and cackled in giddy response. She savored the fucking. Her asshole was on fire, burning with desire and passion. The warm sensations that coursed through her loins moved salaciously slow, clawing and tearing through her body. Goose-bumps formed on her satiny flesh.
Wilt grunted and plunged his cock into her asshole even deeper. She cried and shouted a crude obscenity as the pain seared through to her very soul, but she was not about to stop. She wanted more! His cock was buried, balls-deep in her steaming asshole, where it throbbed with each quick, spasming clutch of her powerful sphincter muscles. She clamped her asshole down tightly on his hard, throbbing cock, imprisoning his prick in a powerful vise-grip of a hold. She was squirming about beneath his prick, a wild animal of erotic excitement. She felt a perverse pleasure crawling over her with each cock-thrust that drove into her tight asshole. It was an entirely new thrill. An exquisite sensation, totally alien to her. It was a fabulous, awe-inspiring mixture of pain and pleasure-and love.
"Yes, Wilt! Oh, Wilt! It feels so good! Fuck my asshole! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck my asshole!" she wailed. Ripples of passion and sensuality rushed through her loins and creeped into her brain. Never in her life had she been so wildly turned on. She screeched loudly and clawed at her lover's back, digging her fingernails into his flesh. Then, the blinding orgasm wracked her body, stunning her brain as thrilling sensation after thrilling sensation spilled over her, drenching her in a sensual flood that sent her reeling with sexual bliss and ecstasy.
Then Wilt came. His prick-tip exploded with jism that flushed through her asshole in hot, scalding waves. She wriggled her ass back on his spurting cock and tightened her sphincter muscles, squeezing him dry, milking the cum out of his cock-slit. He shrieked with pleasure and groaned huskily. "Unngghhh! Yeah, Margo! Oh, hot damn!" After a final, powerful cock-thrust into her asshole, he fell in a relaxed heap on her back, mashing her down on the bed.
"Christ, what a way to fuck!" he exclaimed. "Margo, you're wonderful. I love you."
"I love you too, Wilt. I've never been so happy in my life. Can we really go to California like you said?" she anxiously inquired.
"You bet, Margo. First thing in the morning," he answered.
She snuggled up close to the tall, thin man, nestling her head in the pit of his arm. Margo soon fell asleep, happy and content.
