Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors... both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can either be a positive or a negative experience.
In KIDNAPPED WIFE IN BONDAGE, Angie Norman, the wife of a small-town mayor, finds herself in such a situation. Held captive, then degraded and forced to perform abnormal sex acts for three devious men, Angie nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, strengths of character that she had never realized she possessed.
Angie suffers unspeakable horrors to be sure, but she manages somehow to come through it all with her sensibilities intact, knowing that she is more of a woman from the experience itself.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Angie Norman let out an exasperated sigh as she noticed the man holding the red flag up ahead. Another roadblock. She didn't mind all the construction going on in the city. It just meant that her husband was doing a good job. What she did mind was being late for her speech at the civic center.
Angie enjoyed giving speeches. She also loved being the Mayor's wife so that she was able to give those speeches. She knew a lot of people in their small town resented the way Angie got involved in so many things but she didn't care. She was not one of those wives who sat back and let her husband have all the fun. Angie got mad about things.
This morning she was mad about an adult book store that had been built just at the outskirts of town. The adult book store was technically in the county, but Angie didn't let that stop her. She was determined to get all of the women in town to support her and they were going to run that book store out of business.
Angie thought she had been stopped long enough and she started blowing her horn impatiently. She noticed that there was something vaguely familiar about the man holding the flag, but she thought no more about it. She knew a lot of people around town.
She kept pounding on her horn. She watched as the man with the flag started walking toward her car. Angie wasn't worried. She was the mayor's wife and that allowed her to get away with a lot.
"Why don't you stop blowing your horn, lady?" the man asked. "Things aren't going to go any faster."
"I'm late for an appointment," she said. "Could you please just move some of that junk out of my way and let me by?"
"I couldn't do that, Mrs. Norman," he said.
He was grinning. He was standing close by her window and she suddenly realized what he was grinning at. She had chosen a knee-length skirt to wear that morning, but the skirt had slid up to reveal several inches of her creamy thighs. He was practically licking his lips as he stared at her long, firmly tanned legs.
"You can stop staring," she said. "Would you please go tell those men to move?"
"There's nobody there," he said. "There's just you and me and my brother Jack in the truck behind you."
She turned her head and looked back at the truck. The driver smiled and waved. Then she turned back to look at the man holding the flag, finally realizing who he was.
"You're John Barlow," she said.
He didn't answer her but he was still grinning, and she knew she was right. The Barlow brothers owned the adult book store she was trying to put out of business! She had seen them both on television a few times and she had always thought they were disgusting.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"Get out of the car," John said.
"Of course not," she said. "I'm not going to do that. You're crazy if you think I am. Now get out of my way!"
John was very quick. He reached inside and snatched the keys out of the ignition. She reached for his hand and tried to pull it back but he was also very strong. He laughed at her as he easily eluded her grasping fingers.
"Now get out of the car," he said. "I'm not playing with you. Get out of the fucking car!"
She went into shock. She couldn't believe that John Barlow would have the nerve to look at her this way or that he would have the nerve to use such language. He was going to be in a lot of trouble when her husband found out about this!
John didn't ask again. He jerked open the car door and reached in for her. She tried to slide to the other side of the seat but his fingers closed tightly around her arm and dragged her from the car. She turned and tried to claw at his face. At the same time she brought one silken knee up to knee his balls.
He twisted so that her knee caught his thigh. He gave a grunt of pain and then he brought his heavy hand around and slapped her face. She felt dizzy and sick for a moment. He grabbed her arm and twisted it around her back. He bent her forward over her car and rammed a fist into her kidneys from behind. She had never known such awful pain. She thought she was going to pass out and it took her a few moments before she could breathe again.
"Try that again and I'll break your neck," he said.
She didn't have the strength to try anything like that again. He held her tight as he walked her back to the truck. There was a heavy tarp on the bed of the truck. She felt John's enormous strength as he lifted her up and dropped her into the bed of the truck. He climbed up into the truck with her. He reached down and jerked the tarp up over both of them.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
For the first time in her life she was frightened. She had always been in control of the situation but she wasn't sure what to do now. She was scared of this brutal man and of the darkness underneath the tarp.
"Just relax," he told her. "Just relax and you won't get hurt-very much!"
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked.
She was mad enough to try something else, but then the truck started rolling and the movements pushed his body against hers. He put his arms around her and she was tempted to knee him again. But, she held herself back because she didn't want the pain. She wasn't sure that he really wouldn't break her neck.
"What are you doing?" she asked again.
"We're just going to teach you a little lesson," John said. "We're going to teach you not to be such a nosy bitch from now on. Just keep your nose where it belongs-right above a man's cock."
"You animal!" she said.
"You're the animal, baby," he said. "You're the little black-haired bitch who's got a body like a brick shithouse. You're just fantastic, baby. We're going to have a good time with you."
She kept telling herself that it couldn't be happening. He was treating her like an animal. He was moving his hands around her and hugging her closer to him. She felt his hot breath blowing on her neck. His lips moved to her cheek. She kept her face away from him and her mouth tightly closed.
"You don't understand, baby," he told her. "You're going to do exactly what we want you to do!"
He grabbed her by some of the silken strands of her long black hair. He pulled her head back until she moaned in pain. His other hand moved freely over her luscious tits and there was nothing she could do.
"Yeah, you've got a fine pair of them," he said. "You're built nice. You're really built nice!"
She tried to claw his face again, she couldn't resist. But he caught her arm and squeezed it in a grip that threatened to make her pass out. He rolled her roughly over on her face. He twisted her arms up behind her until they ached. Then he took some cord out of his pocket and started tying her hands.
"You silly little bitch," John Barlow said. "We're just going to have to do this the hard way!"
He finished tying her hands and her struggles grew more frantic. She couldn't break lose. She was proud that she didn't tell him that he was hurting her. Then she couldn't talk because he took a foul smelling rag out of his pocket and tied it on her mouth. He forced her to take the gag deeper into her mouth by tugging on her hair until finally she could hardly get her breath.
"That's a lot better, cunt," he said.
He stroked her long black hair. His fingers made her feel sick to her stomach. He moved his fingers down to her bra strap and picked at it.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "I've been dreaming about your little pussy for a long time!"
At that moment she really was sure she was going to get raped by this ugly man. She started twisting around on the bed of the truck but she couldn't get away. She couldn't cry. She could do anything but take it as his hands slipped around her and his weight crushed down on top of her. He was pressing her flat against the bed of the truck. It was cold and hard. His hands cupped her big tits. His fingers squeezed very hard and it hurt like hell. She had to cry out.
"I'm really going to make you cry before I'm done with you, bitch," he told her.
He started undoing the buttons of her blouse. She was still struggling frantically but there was nothing she could do. There was no way she could stop them. He unbuttoned her blouse and slipped his big hands inside. He was holding her tits through the material of her bra. Her bra was very thin and she could easily feel the heat of his fingers. He kept squeezing and she didn't like the sensations he sent through her.
"I'm going to make you feel real good, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you feel real nice!"
He slipped his hands around to her back and easily unhooked her bra. He pulled it away and then slipped his hands back around to her front again. His hands slipped inside the cups of her bra and he squeezed her creamy titty-flesh.
"Oh yeah," he groaned. "You've got nice tits. I like, your big, hot tits!"
He mauled her like an animal. He squeezed her tits hard and began rubbing his fingers across her swollen nipples. She couldn't escape the way he was treating her. She kept pushing back but then she stopped as he changed position. She realized that he was rubbing his cock against her asscheeks.
"Please let me go," she said. "My husband will give you money if you'll let me go."
"I don't want your money, bitch," he said. "I want your fucking cunt and that's what I'm going to have!"
He pressed her even harder against the bed of the truck. His hands slipped down her body to the hem of her skirt. She struggled as he started pulling it up. He drew it up slowly as if he wanted to prolong her humiliation and his pleasure.
"All the way up to your waist, baby," he said. "I'm showing off those long legs now, I wish I could see them good, but I'll get my chance. Oh yeah, baby. I can feel your panties now. I can feel that hot ass!"
She was full of panic. She no longer cared if he hurt her as she started twisting and turning but there was nothing she could do. He slipped his big hand inside her panties and started squeezing her asscheeks. He moved one of his fingers around to her cunt. He slid a finger into her cunt. He started moving his finger in and out of her wet pussyhole. Again she didn't like the feelings he gave her.
"Nice, baby," he groaned. "Nice ass and a tight cunt. I bet you haven't been giving your husband enough pussy. I'd have that thing worn out by now. I'd fuck a class piece of ass like you all day long."
He took his finger out of her cunt but it wasn't going to help her. He started pulling her panties down her thighs and all the way down her legs. She kicked but he finally got them off. He let his weight down on top of her body again. He reached down and unzipped his fly. A moment later she felt her skin crawling as his hard prick pressed between her thighs.
Angie knew he was going to fuck her. He was going to ram that huge piece of cockmeat into her pussy. She was sick about it. She started squirming again but that only excited him more.
"You can't tell under this tarp but we're going through the town now, baby," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you under this tarp while we pass right in front of your husband's office!"
He changed his position. His weight crushed her down and his prick moved up to the entrance to her snug pussyhole. He moved slowly and his prick pushed into her cuntlips. He pushed again and his prickhead popped into the pink lips of her cunt. He kept pushing. She had never had any cock but her husband's and John's cock felt so much bigger. He pushed again and his prick went half into her wet cunt. He held it there for a moment as she kept struggling to get out from under him.
"You keep moving your ass like that, baby," John said. "You keep moving like that. You keep moving your sweet ass like that. Keep moving, baby!"
She knew she was turning him on as she kept moving. He pushed again and his prick went all the way into her hot cunt. He laughed in joy as he held his prick deep inside her. His balls rested against her pussylips.
"You feel real good, baby," he groaned. "You feel really good. You've got great pussy!"
He slid his hands around and grabbed her tits. He held onto her tits tightly and let his fingers rush across her nipples. He didn't move for a long time. He seemed to love the sensation of having his cock deep in her pussy.
"I've dreamed about this, baby," he said. "I've seen you walking around and it made me hard. I've dreamed about having some of your sweet cunt!"
He started to fuck her. He didn't fuck her as her husband had fucked her. Her husband always fucked like a rabbit. It seemed like he went in quick and got out fast. It had always been the way she had thought she liked it. This man was fucking her strangely. He was pushing his cock in and out slowly and letting his prickhead rub against her hard clitty. He seemed to get his prick all the way into her belly and she could feel his dripping cum.
He still had his hands on her titties and he started squeezing in rhythm to his thrusting cock. He wouldn't be hurried. She started lifting her ass and trying to make him hurry. John wanted it to last. He wanted it to last a long time.
"You got a nice pussy, baby," he groaned. "I always thought you would have a good pussy!"
His balls kept slapping her as he went into her pussy from behind. She had never been fucked like this. She thought it was sick but she couldn't do anything about it. He was in total control. He was pushing his fat cock into her cunt as deep as he could. His fat cockhead seemed to split her cuntlips apart each time he thrust.
His fingers pinched her nipples and it kept sending the shivers of pleasure through her. He kept squeezing her tits hard and his heavy balls kept slapping her.
"Tight fucking pussy," he groaned. "You've got some tight fucking pussy. It's so damned good!"
He started fucking her a little faster. The friction of his prick sliding into her was making her feel strange. She had to fight the feelings inside her. She started thinking about other things.
She thought about the most disgusting things she could remember in her life and it helped a little. If only his prickhead didn't rub against her clitty each time he rammed it into her. Her body jumped a little each time his hard prick entered her.
"I love it, baby," he groaned. "I love your tight little pussy. You feel good!"
He started squeezing her titties even harder. He was pulling her up against him and his cock seemed to slide even deeper into her. Now he started to pound her. He was punishing her with his brutal cock. She didn't understand exactly why he was using her body so brutally.
"Lift your ass, baby," he said. "Ram it back against me. Ram your fucking ass against me. Do it, bitch!"
She wasn't going to do it. He could make her do many things but he wasn't going to make her act like she was enjoying it. He would take his satisfaction but he wouldn't get any help from her. She was wrong. His hands started crushing her tits. It took her breath away. He squeezed harder and tighter and his hands seemed to be about to rip her titties off. He started pinching her nipples until fire was shooting through her body.
"Please stop," she whispered, her gag slipping a little.
"I'll stop, you bitch," he said. "I'll stop when you start moving that sweet ass!"
She knew she had no choice. She couldn't stand the pain. She started pushing her ass back against his thrusting cock. His prick slid deeper into her cunt. She started moving her ass faster and lifting up higher. She could feel his cock growing. Some of his cum was dripping inside her. He began slamming her even harder. He was plowing his cock into her pussy as hard as he could. He was filling her up. More of his slimy cum was dripping into her cunt and she could feel it running out of the sides of her cunt.
"I'm going to fucking cum," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking cum. I'm fucking cumming. I'm cumming. Oh shiiiit!"
He rammed her one last time and then his prick exploded. His hot cum was spurting into her pussy again and again. For the first time a man other than her husband was filling her cunt with cum. She hated him for what he was doing. She hated his cock because it was so much bigger than her husband's and he knew how to use it so much better.
"Bitch!" he groaned. "Bitch! That should teach you to fuck around with a real man. Now you've learned a lesson. Now you've learned a fucking lesson!"
Chapter Two
"Shut up, bitch!" John said roughly.
She had been crying against her gag for what seemed like hours. The road was bumpy underneath the truck and it made her sick. It also made her sick to think of how brutally her tender pussy had been treated. She still had his slimy cum inside her cunt and that made her feel even sicker.
"Shut up that damn crying," he said.
John grabbed her by the back of her head and roughly batted her head against the bed of the truck. She stopped her crying. She was beginning to realize that she was completely in these men's power in a way she had never been before. She had never felt so helpless.
"I think we're finally there," John said.
The truck was rolling to a stop and she breathed a sigh of relief. She thought they were going to let her go now and she was already thinking of the revenge she was going to get. She was going to have John Barlow's head!
Jack pulled the tarp back. She blinked her eyes. She was in a small clearing in a dense woods. There was a cabin near. She didn't recognize where she was.
"Out of the truck, bitch," John said.
John grabbed her by her hand and jerked her out of the truck. She landed on her knees. She looked up at the smiling face of the man she recognized as John's brother Jack. John was taller than his brother but Jack had a broader chest and his body was thickly muscled. What frightened her most of all was the gun in his hand.
She had never been so close to a gun before. It looked scary. She wished she could pull the halves of her blouse together or at least straighten her skirt. She felt naked under his hungry eyes. She was so afraid.
"Lift your head, bitch," Jack said. "Look at me!"
She lifted her head. Jack had put the gun away. He was staring at her in a way she recognized. It was the same way some of those men in town stared at her. The same way her husband stared at her when she had left him horny for a long time, except she was sure Jack wouldn't beg and plead like her husband often did. Jack would simply do as John had done. He would take her.
"Stand up now," Jack said.
She stood up. Jack stepped forward and he pulled the blouse off her shoulders. There was nothing covering her big tits now. She saw his big hands coming up slowly to grip her tits. She tried to run but Jack slipped out a foot and she tripped over it. She fell headlong in the dust and she heard his laughter. Jack moved forward and kicked her gently in the side.
"Get the fuck up, bitch," he said. "The fun's just starting. Don't spend all your fucking time on your face!"
She stood up slowly. Jack casually reached up with both hands and he gripped her tits. He started playing with her tits as if it was the most natural thing in the world for him to do. She felt sick to her stomach. None of her friends would believe her if they saw her now. They wouldn't believe that this obscene-looking woman was the cool, always-in-command Angie Norman.
"Nice fucking tits," Jack said. "Really nice. I'm going to teach you how to shake them for me."
"You animal," she said.
"That's right, baby," he said. "You'd better remember that and do what I want or I'll be like an animal and tear your fucking head off!"
His hands kept massaging her tits. He wasn't squeezing as roughly as John had squeezed. His hands moved over her body easily. He stroked and pinched her nipples and she didn't like the funny tingling in the pit of her stomach.
"Let's see what one of those hot pink nipples tastes like," he said, with a grin.
"Just do it," she said. "Just do it and get it over with. Just do it!"
"I'll fuck you in time," Jack said. "What's the hurry? Are you afraid you'll get hot?"
She didn't want to admit it, but she was afraid of exactly that. She was afraid she would get turned on. She had never really been made hot by her husband. She had tolerated sex with him. But she remembered some times in high school where the touch of a boy's hands had made her hot. Her tits had always been so sensitive.
"Just a little tough," Jack said.
Jack leaned over and let his lips touch her nipple. She fought off the rush of pleasure by thinking about how much she hated these two men and how much pleasure she was going to have when they were punished. Jack's tongue licked at the hard nipple and she gasped a little. His mouth opened and he took her nipple inside his mouth. He started chewing on it gently and she thought she was going to pass out from pleasure.
"Damn you," she whispered. "Damn you. You're an animal. You're a sick animal!"
She kept cussing him over and over until the sensations passed and all she could think about was again hating the two brothers and getting her revenge.
"I bet you'd be a hot little bitch if you wouldn't fight it," he said. "I bet you could really turn into a hot little bitch if you'd just relax!"
His hungry mouth was moving from one of her nipples to the other. He was sucking on it gently and she steeled herself from the feelings. She continued to think about how much she hated him. He must have sensed how she was feeling because he stopped sucking on her tits. Instead he moved his hands down her back and gripped her asscheeks. At the same time he kissed her mouth. She held her mouth tightly closed. She wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He moved closer to her and she could feel his hard cock pressed against her cunthole.
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," Jack said. "That fucking John drew the short straw so he got firsts but I don't mind sloppy seconds if the girl is any good!"
He lifted her up to the truck and somehow pulled her skirt up to her waist. He put his hand on his zipper. He pulled his zipper down and he moved forward. He fished his prick out of his trousers. It rubbed against her thigh and left a trail of wet.
"You want to get fucked, baby," he told her. "I know you do. You've always loved fucking. I'm just showing you how much you do. You really haven't got your cunt tapped right until now!"
He moved forward until his hard prickhead was at the entrance to her cunt. He gripped his cock in his fingers and he started rubbing his cock up and down the entrance to her cunt. She tried to move away from him but he reached up and grabbed one titty and twisted it brutally.
"You want me to twist it off, bitch?" he asked. "You've always prided yourself on your good looks and your nice clothes. How the fuck are you going to look with only one titty?"
A surge of fear went through her. She didn't know if he was serious or not but she knew she couldn't afford to take any chances. She stopped squirming. Once more he put his cock-head against the entrance to her cunt. He was laughing as he rubbed his hard cockhead up and down the entrance to her cunt. She fought to keep from moving again. He moved so damned slowly. She wished he would put it in and get it over with. Every now and then he would press his cock on some sensitive area and shivers would go through her. She didn't want to lose control, not in front of this animal.
"Now you're going to get my cock good," he said.
He moved forward very slowly. His big cock-head was stretching her cunt. She had thought that John's cock had been big but Jack's cock seemed to stretch her pussy even more. He kept moving slowly but it seemed like his cock would never stop sliding into her.
"It's so big," she said. "Oh damn, it's so damned big!"
He gave one last push and his cock went all the way inside her. She had never felt so filled up with cock before. She had never known that cocks could be so big. She hated Jack even more now. She hated him for treating her this way but she hated him also for making her realize the difference in cock sizes.
Jack didn't move for a long time. He kept his powerful cock fucked up deep inside her and he didn't move. He slipped his hands around and down to her asscheeks. She was uncomfortable sitting on the tailgate of the truck. She knew that Jack wouldn't care if she got bruised all over.
"You were always too good for us," Jack said. "You always acted like your ass was made of gold. Well, it doesn't feel like gold to me, baby. It feels like old fashioned pussy!"
He finally started moving and she wished he would stop again. Any movement seemed to threaten to tear her body apart. He was driving his prick up into her deeply. It made her gasp each time he thrust. She could feel his heavy balls slapping her.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked.
"Because you're a bitch, baby," Jack answered. "And because you've been asking for it!"
He leaned over and started licking at one of her nipples again. He opened his mouth and sucked the hard pink bud into his mouth. He let his teeth scrape it until she moaned with something like pleasure. She lifted her head up and her mouth was open. She concentrated on how much she hated him and the feelings passed.
"You're fighting it, baby," Jack answered. "You're fighting what feels good. Give it up and you'll love my cock!"
Perhaps other women had given into Jack's expert fucking but Angie kept fighting it and she knew she was winning. Jack was getting frustrated with her. He was still moving slowly and rubbing his cockhead against her clitty. She knew he was trying to turn her on but she had a smug feeling of satisfaction because he was not going to be able to do as he wanted.
"You fucking bitch," Jack groaned. "You hot-assed little cunt. So you want to suffer, huh? It would be so easy if you'd just give in!"
Jack began fucking her with hard strokes. His cockhead was sliding up inside her belly and some of his cum was already leaking out. She hated him and she kept trying to move away but she couldn't get away from his hard cock. Besides, she kept remembering what he would do if she did manage to escape.
"Now move your ass, bitch,' he said. "Move your ass against me. I know you'll love that!"
It was uncomfortable moving her ass. Her tender asscheeks got scraped and bloody on the rough truck bed. Still, she couldn't refuse what he wanted and she kept moving her ass. She started tightening up her cuntlips around his cock. She didn't want to turn herself on. She just wanted him to cum quickly.
However, he wasn't going to give her that satisfaction. He was fucking her slowly and he was pushing his cock as deep up into her pussy as he could. She could see him grinning at her. Angie wanted to slap the grin off his face. She wanted to claw his eyes out. All she could do, however, was to just keep moving her ass for his thrusting cock.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "You've got some sweet pussy. Some sweet fucking pussy!"
He moved his hands up her sides and started fingering her big tits. His fingers caressed her nipples and they were hard despite what else she felt. He leaned forward and licked one of her pink nipples with the tip of his tongue.
"You like that, baby," he told her. "I know you do. I can tell how much you like it by the way it gets so hard. Yeah, I can tell you love having me do this to you."
His hot mouth opened wider and he started sucking hard at her tender pink nipple. He seemed to be trying to suck all of her titty into his throat. It hurt a little but there was also another feeling that she didn't want. It was a feeling of aching pleasure that started in her belly and moved through her body.
He started fucking her a little faster and his balls started slapping her loudly. He was driving his prick deeper into her cunthole. His prick-head was rubbing against her clitty. She knew that he could sense the excitement growing in her body and she hated herself for it. She felt like her body was betraying her
"Move your ass faster, baby," he commanded. "I want you to move your hot fucking ass. Move it!"
It was uncomfortable scraping her ass on the truck bed. She couldn't understand why her pussy was dripping pleasure. She hated what was happening to her. She hated what he was doing to her. She hated Jack. And yet she couldn't stop herself from feeling things.
"All right, bitch," he told her. "Let's get more comfortable. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in heat!"
He pulled his prick out of her cunt and rubbed his cock against her thighs. He jerked her down from the truck. He forced her down to her knees. She had never been so uncomfortable as she was forced down on her face in the dirt. Her arms were hurting. Her back was hurting. And he was forcing her down even more as he kneeled behind her and pressed his cock against her puffy wet cuntlips.
"Now I'm really going to fuck you, you hot bitch," he told her. "Now I'm going to ram you, bitch. I'm going to fuck your hot ass off!"
He reached around and grabbed her big tits. His fingers squeezed hard and he started thrusting his cock against her cuntlips. He pushed his cock half into her with the first stroke. He pulled out and let some of his cum drip on her asscheeks. She pushed away from him but it didn't do any good. He moved forward so that his prickhead rubbed against her cuntlips. He pushed his prick into her cunt again.
"Move that ass for me, baby," he said. "Move that fucking ass for me. I'm going to ram your pussy good!"
He started running his cockhead up and down the entrance to her cuntlips. He got her cunt wet from his dripping cum. She couldn't get away from his cock. She stopped moving as he pushed forward again and his cock went halfway inside her. He pulled his cock out of her cunt and then rammed it all the way inside her again. Now he started to really fuck her. He fucked her gently but she kept feeling the steady slap of his big balls. It made her shiver all over. She had to keep fighting the sweet sensations of pleasure.
"Move your hot ass, bitch," he said. "Move your fucking ass. I want to feel you moving your fucking ass!"
His hands gripped her titties so tightly that she thought he was going to twist them off. It hurt like hell. She had to move her ass to please him. She began to push back against his prick and she found his cock getting even deeper inside her cunt.
"That's right, baby," he groaned. "That's the fucking way. That's how I want you to move your sweet ass!"
She remembered how brutally John had treated her, how much he had hurt her and she knew that Jack would be a lot worse. He was already plowing her hot pussy a lot harder than John had fucked her. His cock even felt bigger and harder. His prick was going deep inside her belly. She knew that he would hurt her worse if she didn't do as he wanted. She started moving her ass. There were a lot of reasons she didn't like it, but the biggest reason was that his cock made her feel funny. His cock rubbed against her hard clitty each time he rammed into her and it made her feel strange.
"You sweet bitch," Jack said. "Shake that big ass for me. You can shake it faster than that. Shake your big ass for me. Tear my cock off at the roots, baby!"
She started shaking her ass a little faster. She was scared of these two men. She knew she should have acted braver but her fear seemed to control her body. She didn't want them to hurt her. She had always been scared of pain.
"What am I doing to you baby?" Jack asked. "I want to hear you use the words. Use them, bitch. Tell me about how you want me to give you a fucking!"
She shook her head and that was a mistake. He grabbed her by her neck and pressed her face against the dirt even harder. She could hardly breathe. He kept her face there. He finally let her back up and she gasped for breath.
"Use the fucking words, bitch," he said. "Use them!"
"I want you to fuck me," she said. "Fuck me!"
She had said the words softly but it was enough. He started ramming her cunt harder. He was completely out of control. He was pushing his prick into her hot belly and those same hot ripples of pleasure were going through her. She fought off the feelings again. He knew she was fighting them and he tried to hold back but it was too late for that.
"You fucking cunt," he groaned. "Oh shit, I'm cumming. I'm going to fucking cum. You fucking cuuuunt!"
He was cumming. He was ramming his prick into her from behind and his hot cum shot deep into her belly. She moved back against him one last time and his prick kept exploding up in her belly. His hot cum filled her up. She could feel it slipping out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. She felt sick.
"Are you going to let me go now?" she asked.
"We're just starting, baby," he said. "We've got a surprise for you tonight. A big surprise!"
She didn't like the sound of their laughter.
Chapter Three
Angie felt numb with shock and shame. She was taking deep breaths as she remained on her knees in front of the cabin. She thought they were done with her but she was wrong. Jack came out of the house and he was holding what looked like a leather dog collar with metal studs in it. The collar was attached to a long silver chain.
Angie had nothing but fear in her eyes as he fastened the collar around her neck and snapped it shut with a little metal lock. To her horror, she saw that the other end of the chain was fastened to a metal ring at the corner of the porch.
"You look a mess," Jack said. "Hair all dirty and greasy from being under the tarp. Your clothes are greasy. There's no sense in having nice things if you can't take care of them."
He took a knife from his pocket and bent down and started ripping her skirt away. In a few moments he turned his attention to the remains of her blouse and bra. In a few moments she was completely naked.
"Now I think you need a bath," Jack said.
Jack went to the corner of the cabin and pulled out a long green garden hose. He turned the water on. The water seemed to spurt furiously from the end of the hose, much faster than normal. He turned the hose toward her.
"Let's just get you cleaned up," he said.
The water struck her hard and it hurt like hell. She started scrambling around on her knees trying to get away from the stinging blast but it didn't do any good. The hard water followed her everywhere. She could finally do nothing but curl up in a protective ball and let it cover her.
She was sobbing when he finally turned the water off. The ground below her was a soggy mess and mud covered her. She was even more of a mess than before the water.
"You are a mess, baby," he said. "Well, maybe we can give you a real bath in a few days-if you're good."
He laughed and walked to the truck. She realized that he was planning on leaving. John came out of the house. He had a dog food bowl in his hand. He put it down on the ground and she thought she was going to be sick. There was dog food in the bowl.
"We're leaving now," John said. "I want you to be a good girl and think tonight. Think about how you can please us. If you don't please us, you could be here forever."
"Don't leave me here," she said. "Chained like some kind of animal."
"You are an animal, bitch," he said. "A cold-hearted bitch who's always sticking her nose into other people's business. Well, maybe this will convince you not to do that."
They left her alone. She watched the truck vanish and she wanted to call them back. She wanted to beg them. She wanted to tell them she would do anything they wanted if only they wouldn't leave her. All of the pride hadn't been beaten out of her just yet, but she was scared. She was as scared as she had ever been.
She shivered a little. The sun was going down and it was starting to get cold. She wished her hands weren't tied behind her. The cord bit into her wrists uncomfortably although the knots had worked lose a little. She could feel her heart pounding so fast that she was afraid it was going to break through her ribs.
"Damn them," she said. "Damn those bastards!"
She thought about what they had said. She had never thought of herself as getting so involved in other people's business. She had just done what was right. Now they were going to make her pay for what she had done.
It was getting dark and she was getting cold and scared. She wished they would come back and she wished they wouldn't. She began to hear strange sounds in the woods.
She had a sudden frightening thought. She wondered if there were wild animals in the woods.
It got dark all of a sudden. She couldn't even see the cabin. Her arms were beginning to hurt. She moved closer to the cabin. She heard another noise in the darkness and she tried to see through the gloom.
"Is anyone there?" she asked.
A figure was in front of her. She heard a man's grunt. The figure came closer. She could make out none of the features but she could tell that he was one of the biggest men she had ever seen. He looked like an ape. She wondered if maybe he was some kind of wild animal. He hadn't said anything.
"Who's there?" she asked again.
"My name's Richard Bagwell," the man said.
She wasn't sure she had heard him right and then she was sure she had. Richard Bagwell was a joke around town. He was a big dumb hermit who lived in the woods. She realized that he probably lived in the very cabin where she was.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I was kidnapped and brought here," she said. "They hurt me. They chained me here."
"Just a second," he said.
He went up on the porch and went inside. Lights came on. She was shocked. She had somehow not expected him to have electric lights out here. He came back on the porch and she saw that it really was Richard Bagwell. He was just as ugly as she remembered. And he was looking at her naked body as if he had never seen a naked woman before.
"Could you let me go please?" she asked. "Could you call my husband and tell him to come out here?"
"You wouldn't want him to see you like this," he said. "You're a fucking mess!"
She knew she was in trouble. She remembered Richard from school, where he had been a few years ahead of her. She remembered laughing at his slowness and his ugly features. She had done that many times. And she remembered something else-she remembered laughing in his face when he had asked her for a date.
"Please let me go," she said.
"I won't let you go," he said. "Why should I? I think you were brought here for me."
Angie knew it was true. The brothers had enjoyed her but they now had a punishment far worse for her in mind. She was going to be left with this animal.
"You look real nice," he said. "I remember you now. I asked you for a date once. I remember how you looked at the prom in that green dress with those big tits hanging out for everybody to drool over. You don't look so classy now!"
He stepped forward and grabbed her by her hair. He lifted her head up and he brought his heavy hand around in a brutal motion. Her head snapped back as his hand smashed against her face. She tasted blood.
"You slimy bitch!" he said.
He dropped both his hands down to squeeze her tits. He wasn't gentle. His hands squeezed so hard that she thought she was going to pass out. He ran his fingers across her nipples. He pinched them until she gasped in pain. He moved his hands down her body and stroked her trembling belly. His hand went between her legs. He acted like it was his right to stroke her pussy. She started backing away from him and he grabbed her by her hair.
"Don't fucking run away from me, bitch," he warned.
"Please let me go," she whispered.
He knocked her back into the mud. She looked up with hazy eyes as he pulled his trousers down and she saw one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen in her life. It was like an oak tree and it wasn't even hard yet. She could see the huge blue veins running through the cockhead. He grinned at her.
"I bet you didn't know what you were missing, baby," he said.
He moved over to her. He kneeled down and let his hands squeeze her big tits again. He squeezed until she was sure she was going to pass out. He slid another hand down her belly. He forced her legs apart and he jammed two fingers brutally into her cunt. He started working them in and out. The edges of his fingers rubbed against her clitty. She tried to fight the sensations and it was easier than it had been with the brothers. She was scared of Richard. He was a brutal animal.
"Move your fucking ass, bitch," he said.
"Please don't hurt me," she whispered. "Please don't hurt me anymore."
She wanted to satisfy him. She didn't want his hand hitting her again. She knew he would hurt her seriously if he kept hitting her like that.
She hated herself for doing that but she started moving her ass. She moved against his fingers and her pussy started getting juicy from his stroking fingers. She moaned softly. She had to stop those feelings from going through her mind. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She didn't have those feelings when she was with her husband.
"Please stop," she moaned. "Please!"
The big man wasn't going to stop and she knew it. He was going to keep treating her badly. He kept ramming his fingers into her cunt. He pushed another finger into her cunt. He started moving his fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as he could. His fingers were brutal. It made her hurt inside. He leaned down and let his tongue lick one of her swollen nipples.
He licked until her nipples were hard as rock. He moved away from her suddenly and she could see him unzipping his trousers. He pulled his trousers down to his knees and moved back to her again. He brushed his already hard cock against her face. His prickhead rubbed down the side of her face. She could smell his salty prickmeat almost up her nose. He moved around until his cockhead was rubbing her lips.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to let you suck it. I'm going to let you suck my fucking cock!"
"I can't do that," she said.
She couldn't think of anything more disgusting. Her husband had never dreamed of suggesting anything like that. She kept shaking her head but there was an ugly look on his face. He moved closer and he grabbed her by her hair. She couldn't even fight back with her hands so tightly tied behind her. He moved closer and let his rigid prick rub against her face.
"Relax, cunt," he said. "You're going to enjoy sucking cock. You're going to love it. I'm going to teach you to love it!"
He moved his cockhead underneath her chin. He moved his prick around her face and suddenly she realized he was leaking cum. His cum was making her face feel sticky. She could smell the strong smell of his cum in her nostrils.
He pressed his cockhead against her lips. She kept her lips tightly closed and was determined that she wouldn't do it. She wouldn't let him put that awful thing in her mouth. She pulled her head back. He was shaking his head.
"You don't seem to learn the lesson, baby," he told her. "You're going to have to learn!"
He wrapped his big hand in her hair. He jerked her head back until her neck was nearly cracking. He brought his other hand around in a wicked swat. Her face burned with the imprint of his hand. He swung his hand around and cracked her face again.
"Now you just open up your mouth when you get tired of me hitting you," he said.
He kept hitting her and then she knew she couldn't hold back anymore. She had always been snobbish about her looks and she knew that he would tear her face up if he kept it up. She hated herself for it but she opened her mouth again. He pressed his cockhead in between her lips. His cockhead rubbed over her tongue. He was dripping cum. She could taste it in her mouth. She swallowed some of it and she thought she was going to be sick.
"Open your mouth wider, bitch," he told her. "Open your mouth a little fucking wider!"
Angie didn't want to do that but she knew she had no choice. She opened her mouth wider and he started pushing his cock into her mouth and down the back of her throat. She kept gagging but he had no sympathy for her. He kept pressing his prick into her mouth until his prick was almost two-thirds into her mouth. His hot cockhead pressed against the back part of her throat. He pulled back and then stabbed into her mouth again. She closed her lips around his cock in a reflexive action. She tried to pull her head back but he held her head tightly.
"Now I'm going to put it all the way into your mouth, baby," he told her. "I'm going to put it all the way into your throat. I'm going to fuck your face!"
It was awful; it was the most awful thing that could ever happen to her! Now he had both hands on the back of her head and he started moving slowly. His prick went all the way into her throat and she couldn't breathe. She was thankful when he pulled his prick back and allowed her to take a breath.
It didn't last long because he was grabbing her head a little tighter and he was pushing his cock back into her mouth. He moved a little faster and his stiff prick was filling her lips. He was choking her. His stiff cock was filling up her mouth and she could hardly breathe around it. She was given a chance to take a breath as he pulled back again.
"You fucking bitch," he said. "You fucking bitch. I'm going to fuck your face!"
She had never been so humiliated. He started pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. His hands dropped down to her tits. He started squeezing her tits hard. He started rubbing his fingers across her swollen nipples. He fucked her face harder.
"Take it all, bitch," he said. "Take every fucking inch. Take every fucking inch of my prick!"
She could hardly take it all. He was filling her mouth and he was pushing his cock even deeper. She was gagging and now there was his thick cum swirling around inside her mouth. She thought she was going to throw up at any moment.
His hands twisted around in her silken hair. He started guiding the movements of her head. He was making her suck his prick. He was pushing even deeper into her throat with every thrust. She knew she couldn't fight it. She knew what was going to happen and she tried to relax. She knew he was going to shoot his hot wad into her mouth.
"That's it, baby," he groaned. "Suck it. Suck it good. Take it deep and suck it good!"
She couldn't understand how he had so much of his cock inside her mouth. His cock was enormous. She couldn't take it all and yet she somehow was. His cockmeat was dripping inside her mouth as he started moving his cock in and out a little quicker. His prick was so big that it stretched her cheeks each time he rammed into her.
Angie could do nothing except take quick breaths as he filled her mouth up with his cock. She could taste his hot cum swirling around inside her mouth and she started swallowing. She didn't want to swallow but it was the only way to keep from choking. She kept swallowing his thick cum down until it was going down her throat like a cream.
"That's the way, baby," he moaned. "Keep sucking me like that. Keep sucking my fucking prick. You like it. You're just another big-titted bitch who likes sucking cock!"
His hand stroked her hair as he kept pushing his prick into her mouth. Now his thick cum was spilling out of the corners of her lips and wetting her chin. Her chin was a sticky mess. She couldn't get her mouth opened wide enough. It seemed like his prickhead was going deeper into her throat. She was gasping for breath, somehow managing not to choke to death. She felt his body tense and his hands gripped the back of her head tightly again.
"Now I'm going to put it down your throat, baby," he said. "I'm going to fill your mouth with cum. I'm going to fill up your fucking mouth and I'm going to make you swallow it all!"
It was going to happen. His prick was getting bigger inside her mouth. His prick was dripping more cum. His balls felt heavy against her chin each time he thrust. Somehow she was breathing a little easier and she didn't hate it so much anymore. She was tasting it all over her body.
"I'm going to fucking cum!" he screamed. "I'm fucking cumming. Get ready, cunt. Get fucking ready. I'm fucking cumming and it feels good. It feels fucking good. Oh fucking shit. Shiiiiit!"
He slammed his prick deep into her mouth. She started gagging as the first of his jism spurted into her mouth. She had to start swallowing quickly. She kept swallowing but she couldn't take it all. It didn't make her sick as she had thought it would. Instead she felt a tingling of pleasure. She couldn't understand it. He kept spurting into her mouth until she thought she really was going to choke. The rest of his cum finally spurted into her mouth and she still kept swallowing. She felt like she had swallowed a gallon.
"Yeah, bitch," he said. "You're learning. You're fucking learning. But you're going to have to learn more. You're going to learn to be the greatest cocksucker I ever had out here. The greatest."
Angie knew real panic then.
Chapter Four
The night had been cold and uncomfortable and Angie hadn't slept at all. Every bone in her body seemed to be sore and she was hungry and cold. Every sound in the night scared her. Her mouth felt dry and every time she licked her lips she could taste cum. She couldn't seem to get the taste out of her mouth.
She heard the truck coming back a little after daylight. She watched it turn into the yard. John was driving. They were both grinning as they climbed out of the cab of the truck.
"Good morning, Angie," Jack said. "You look like you've had a long night. Didn't Richard give you anything to eat after we left last night?"
She could tell by their expressions that they already knew what had happened. She closed her eyes as she couldn't keep her face from blushing red with humiliation.
"I can see that Richard did give her something to eat," John said. "A little tube steak!"
She hated them for their laughter. She would have gladly killed them both if she'd had the chance. There wasn't much chance of her doing anything tied up like she was. She had to scramble out of their way as John nearly stepped on her as he walked up on the porch.
Richard met them at the door. He was naked except for his shorts and he was looking sleepy and scratching his broad chest. She didn't understand the strange sensation that went through her when she saw him. She knew that she was scared of John and Jack, but it wasn't like the fear she had for Richard. There was just something about him that was different.
"How about some breakfast?" John said. "Or maybe some coffee if you've got some?"
"Help yourself," Richard said.
Richard came down off the porch while the other two men went inside. He stood looking at her for a few moments. He didn't say anything. He went to an open tool chest on the porch and took out an ugly-looking knife. He walked over to her, flipped her over on her stomach, and cut the ropes that held her hands.
The blood rushing back into her wrists and fingers made her cry out with pain. Richard kneeled down and began massaging her hands until she got the feeling back in them. He still hadn't said anything to her and he didn't as he walked back onto the porch and into the house.
Somebody was frying bacon. Just the smell of bacon reminded her of how hungry she was. It was a strange feeling for her for she'd never been without food in her entire life. She figured they would bring her something but it was a long time before they came back outside and it was obvious that they were finished with breakfast.
"I bet you're hungry," Jack said. "I bet you'd like something to eat."
"Sure she would," John said. "We'll give her something."
"Yeah," Jack said. "But she'll have to work for it!"
Richard was standing on the porch watching with a half smile on his face. She didn't know what they were talking about until Jack walked around in front of her. Jack casually pulled his trousers and shorts down to his knees. He revealed his half hard prick. His brother John stood beside him and wasted no time pulling his trousers around his knees. His cock was limp.
"Come on, baby," Jack said. "A couple of blow-jobs and you'll get some eggs and bacon. You have to work for your breakfast around here. But you can learn to enjoy your work!"
She was sickened by what they were commanding her to do. Sure, she had sucked Richard's cock and she had swallowed his cum, but it was nothing she ever wanted to do again. And she sure didn't want to do it to two men at one time.
"Hurry up, baby," John said. "I'm getting impatient."
"I won't do it," she said. "I won't."
She started moving away from him. She could have stood up and tried running but it wouldn't have done any good with the leather collar around her neck. All she could do was give them her worst look of disgust.
She had forgotten about Richard. She forgot until she heard a whistling sound and she looked up in time to see a leather belt coming down on her back. It hurt like hell. She gave a cry of pain and tried to scramble out of the way. Richard followed. He had folded his belt up and now be was bringing it down on her again. It seemed like a thousand little needles prickled her every time he hit her.
"Stop" she said. "Stop!"
"Don't ever tell us what you're not going to do," Richard said. "You do what you're told."
It was like he had gone crazy. He kept swinging the belt and there was no way she could get out of the way. She curled up into a little ball as he kept hitting her. She felt sick to her stomach. She knew her back and asscheeks were going to be black and blue. Finally, he stopped. He was breathing hard and his eyes looked like those of a crazy man. She had never been as scared of anyone as she was scared of Richard at that moment.
"Get on your knees, bitch," Richard said. "Crawl over there and do what they want."
"Yes sir," she said.
All she could think of was that she didn't want them hitting her anymore. Nothing else mattered. She scrambled across the yard and ended up in front of Jack. He put both hands on the side of her head.
"Do it nice and slow, baby," he told her. "Do it good. Suck my fucking cock!"
She hated herself for what she was having to do, but she knew of no way out of it. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against the grimy head of his cock. Jack had both hands tangled in her hair but he didn't try to make her do anything. He seemed content to let her find her own pace.
She kissed the head of his cock a few times and then kissed down the soft underside. She was trembling as she lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She lifted his prick up and let her tongue trail all the way down to his balls. She took one of his balls into her mouth and chewed on it gently. She spit it out and moved her tongue to his other ball. She carefully took the heavy ball into her mouth. She rolled it beneath her tongue and she could sense his growing excitement
"You're going to learn, baby," he said. "You're going to fucking learn. You're going go be the best cock-sucker around!"
She let her tongue trail up and down his cock for a few moments. She didn't like licking his cock, but she wanted to put off taking his cock in her mouth. Finally, she could put it off no longer and she moved her lips back up to the head of his cock.
She opened her mouth and gingerly took the head of his cock into her mouth. She rolled his cockhead beneath her tongue. She felt uncomfortable with his prick inside her mouth. She held his prick inside her lips for a long time. She pulled her head back and she could see her spit glistening on his cockhead.
"Come on, baby," Jack said. "Let's don't waste any more time. Come on and suck it!"
She took a deep breath. She put her lips back on his prick. She opened her mouth slowly and she took his prick back inside her mouth. She held his cockhead inside her mouth for a long moment and then her lips moved forward. She captured his cockhead over her tongue and she closed her lips a little tighter. She started moving her head forward and taking his prick deeper inside her mouth.
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Come on, baby. Take it deep. Suck it fucking deep!"
She couldn't stop now. She kept moving her head forward. She was getting his prick deeper into her mouth. She was gagging a little, but she kept herself from giving up. She started breathing in little shallow gasps as she sucked him deeper.
"Rich's been teaching you," he groaned. "Hot damn, that feels good. Richard's been teaching you to suck!"
Out of the corner of her eye she could see John. John was stroking his cock and it was no longer soft. She could see the hard blue veins in the swollen tip. She opened her mouth a little wider and she sucked his prick in all the way to his big balls. She couldn't believe she had his cock so deep inside her mouth.
His heavy balls rested against her chin. She held his cock in her mouth for a long time without moving. She knew that she would choke if she tried moving. But he couldn't stand it much longer. He gripped her head a little tighter and his fingers started pushing at her head.
"Come on, bitch," he groaned. "Move it. Move your fucking head. Come on, bitch!"
She knew she had to do it. She started moving her head. She kept her lips tight around his cock as she started moving her head up and down slowly. She didn't take his cock out of her mouth. She pulled her head back half way and then took his prick deep inside, her throat again. He eased off his pressure and started letting her do it all. She moved her head a little faster.
"Oh yeah, baby," he said. "That's the fucking way. That's the fucking way. Do it!"
His hands dropped down from her head to her tits. He started squeezing her big tits. His fingers brushed across her swollen nipples. He held onto them tightly. He started pinching her and she moaned in pleasure.
"Yeah, you like that," he said. "You like having your big tits played with. You like that!"
She struggled to fight off the feelings. She started moving her head a little faster. She was having to suck his cock, but she was going to make sure she didn't get any pleasure from it, none at all. She felt him pinching her tits very hard again.
"Suck harder, baby," he told her. "Suck faster. You know what I want. Suck hard!"
Her mouth was sore. Her cheeks bulged with the pressure of his cock every time he thrust. She closed her teeth around his prickmeat. She kept her lips tight around his cock. She could taste some of his cum but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that she get it over with.
"Damn, baby," he groaned. "Damn, that's good. Oh shit, that feels fucking good!"
He moved his hands up to her head again. His fingers gripped her silken hair and he started making her do the things he wanted. Her head moved faster. Now his prick was slippery with her spit and with his dripping cum. She started using her tongue around his hot cockmeat.
"Harder, baby," he groaned. "Suck it harder. Suck me harder. Suck my fucking prick!"
She was doing the best she could. She thought her body was going to break apart. She sucked harder and faster. She was getting more of his prickmeat inside her mouth each time he thrust. His balls were slapping her chin with wet movements.
"Fucking nice, baby," he groaned. "I'm almost there. I'm almost fucking there!"
Now she knew it was almost time. His hands started pulling on her head again. He started making her move faster. She was no longer having to move her head. He was savagely fucking her mouth. There was nothing she could do but take it.
"Fucking nice, baby," he groaned. "Fucking nice! I'm going to fucking cum. I'm going to fucking cum. I'm coming. Oh shit, I'm going to cum. Shiiiiit!"
He stabbed deep into her throat and his prick erupted in thick cum that filled her mouth. She started swallowing. His hot cum was going down the back of her throat. She kept swallowing but she couldn't contain it all. His jism was spilling out of the sides of her mouth and wetting her chin. She started drinking his jism as quickly as she could and his cum was thick and salty as it went down her throat. She kept sucking at his prick even long after he had no more left.
Finally, she let his prick slide out of her mouth. His cock touched her wet chin. She could taste jism on her lips and she knew there was more dripping down her face. He took two handfuls of her hair and carefully wiped his prick clean.
He pushed her away but she wasn't going to be able to rest long. John's prick was hard as rock and he was already coming close to rub it against her face. She started licking the salty taste away from his hard prick. He moved around until his prick was pressed hot against her mouth. She opened her mouth and his cock-head slid over her tongue. He grabbed both sides of her head.
"Now I'm going to fuck your face, you little bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to fuck your face!"
He kept pushing until his cock was deep inside her throat. His cockhead was throbbing and it sent shivers through her body. She could do nothing but remain where he wanted her. His hands tightened in her hair and she tasted a little more of his cum in her mouth.
"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. I'm going to fuck your hot face!"
He began to slide his cock in and out of her mouth very slowly. She didn't have to work. His prick seemed enormous each time he pushed it between her lips. Her jaw was sore but she knew she couldn't stop. They would hurt her more if she stopped.
"Use your tongue a little, bitch," John said. "Start using your tongue around my cock!"
Her tongue moved all around his prickflesh. Her tongue was washing his prick as he crammed all of his meaty cock into her mouth. His hot prick knob was going into the back of her throat and threatening to choke her each time he thrust.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You've got a hot fucking mouth. You're something else, baby. You're something else!"
His hands stroked her silken hair and then her titties. He gripped her titties hard and started using his thumb across her swollen nipples. She could taste some of his jism leaking out of his cock and spilling from the corners of her mouth. She was so tired. She seemed to feel the exhaustion all the way through her body.
"You're fucking nice, baby," he groaned. You're fucking nice. I love your fucking face!"
He moved one hand back up to her head. He gripped the back of her head and he started directing the movements of her head in the way he wanted.
She had thought his big cock was getting deep inside her mouth before. Now it seemed like it was getting into the back of her throat and almost into her belly. She could taste cum all inside her mouth. The roof of her mouth felt coated with it. She could taste it up her nose and she knew her cheeks and chin had been streaked with it. She was beginning to feel sticky all over, as if she had taken a bath in jizz.
Both his hands moved up to the back of her head and he started gripping her tightly. He started pushing his cock in and out of her mouth violently. He was mouth-fucking her brutally and she was nearly choking each time he drove his prick into her throat. She felt her head being twisted at an odd angle each time he thrust. His prick was growing inside her lips. Her spit was dripping out of the sides of her mouth and mixing with his cum. Big bubbles were dripping down her chin and wetting her tits.
"Fucking bitch," he groaned. "Fucking bitch. I'm going to cum in your mouth. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to give you a hot mouthful of cum! I'm going to fill your mouth. Cuuuunt!"
He gripped her head a little tighter and he rammed his cock as deep into her mouth as he could. His prick grew inside her mouth and she tasted a little of his thick cum. Then his prick started jumping and she tasted thick wads of cum spilling into her throat. She started swallowing as fast as she could. She knew she couldn't take it all and it began spilling out of the corners of her mouth. She could feel it dripping to her tits. She really did feel like she had taken a bath in cum.
He left his prick inside her mouth for a few moments longer. She felt like she had finished off a gallon of cum. Finally, he pulled his prick out of her mouth and rubbed his still wet cock-head against her chin. She tasted cum on her lips. He moved up and rubbed his cockhead in her silky hair He cleaned himself off and he had a completely satisfied look on his face when he stepped back.
"Now you can eat breakfast, baby," he said. "You've worked for it this morning."
"Maybe she's not hungry now," Jack said. "She's had plenty to drink."
The men laughed at Jack's vulgar joke, and Angie knew she hated them enough to murder them if she had the slightest chance.
Chapter Five
All she could think about was escaping these brutal men. Jack and John were animals, but Richard was the worst. Richard was the one who really scared her. He also made her feel something else that she didn't understand. Every time he looked at her, her stomach would start feeling weak.
They didn't touch her body for the rest of that afternoon but they kept her busy. She was made to scrub the kitchen floors on her hands and knees. She was brutally kicked and whipped every time she slowed down.
She was exhausted by the end of the day. For the first time, Richard allowed her to rest. He also gave her something to eat and it made her feel almost human again.
"Please don't take me outside and tie me up again," she begged him. "Let me stay inside."
"You might try to run away if I don't tie you up," Richard said.
"I wouldn't do that," she said.
"You'd have to stay in here with me," Richard said. "You'd have to sleep in my bed."
"I'll do it," she said.
She was thinking that anything was better than having to go back outside-anything! Yet, she couldn't help but shudder when she looked at Richard. So far he hadn't fucked her yet, and she didn't know how she would react when he put that huge cock in her pussy. She didn't want that to happen.
"All right," Richard said. "I won't tie you up. But you'll have to bathe first. I don't want you smelly!"
A bath was exactly what she needed. She was willing to promise anything. Besides, she was also thinking that Richard was stupid and she could trick him. He hadn't been that smart in school and she was sure he hadn't got that much smarter. She knew she could outwit him.
She also knew what she was going to have to do and it disgusted her. She would have to play up to him. She would have to satisfy him without any protest and hope that he was like most men. She hoped he would fall asleep immediately afterwards and then she would have her chance to escape.
Richard was true to his word. He took her into his big bathroom and let her run the water as hot as she wanted. She thought she was in heaven as she sank down into the luxurious hot water.
"A little bubble bath oil," Richard said, as he poured some sweet-smelling liquid into the bath.
In a moment, her contentment was complete and she was soaking in sweet, warm water. It seemed like the hot water helped to soothe away some of her aches and pains.
"I'll just leave you here," Richard said, "but remember your promise. You won't try and run away."
"I promised I wouldn't," she said.
He was, so stupid that he was making himself obvious. She knew he was going to be somewhere close watching her. He was just testing her to see if she would try. She knew she couldn't get away yet. She would have to get him completely relaxed and there was only one way to do that. She felt a little disgusted again. It was the only way but she sure didn't like it.
She didn't know how long she stayed in the water, but it seemed like only a few moments before Richard was back. She didn't protest when he told her it was time to get out. She knew there was going to be plenty of opportunity for long baths once she escaped from him.
She got out of the tub and she struck a seductive pose as she dried herself off. She had never personally set out to seduce a man before but was determined that she would manage it. She could feel his eyes on her as she finished drying off.
"Where do you want me, sir?" she asked.
She made her voice low and sexy and she knew the way she had asked turned Richard on even more. She was glad Jack and John had already left. She didn't think Jack would fall for the plan.
"You look real nice," he said. "You've got nice body and you are really attractive if you're acting nice!"
Oh, I'll be nice," she promised.
"I'm sure you will," he said.
She wasn't sure she liked the way he said that, but she wasn't going to back out now. Now she had to make him desire her and she had to make him exhausted by using her body. It was the only way. She moved closer to him. Her naked tits almost brushed his chest.
"Where did you say you wanted me, sir?" she asked.
"In the bedroom," he said. "On top of my bed!"
She nodded. She took a deep breath and gave his cock a gentle squeeze as she walked by. She heard him gasp in surprise. She sure wasn't acting the way he'd expected. She had him so confused and she knew she could get away.
She went into the bedroom and she slipped under the covers. She didn't have long to wait for him. She gasped as he came into the bedroom. She hadn't seen him naked before. He had the body of a Greek God. He was thickly muscled and his cock looked even bigger than it had before. His heavy balls looked as big basketballs and she could see the thick blue veins running through his cock.
He came over to the bed. She was afraid again. She wasn't sure she could take that huge piece of cockmeat inside her pussy. He would tear her up. Then she thought that it was probably too late and she was right. He came over and took her hand.
"Hold it, baby,' he said.
Her fingers wrapped around his big cock. She held it tightly and moved her hand up and down. In her fingers his cock seemed to get bigger and harder. Some of his jism leaked out her fingers. She moved her fingers up to the head of his cock. She rubbed her thumb across his swollen cockhead.
She fought down the sudden feelings that went through her. She told herself that she wasn't supposed to get any enjoyment out of this. She was only supposed to seduce him. She didn't like the feelings inside her body. She had always been so in control of herself. She had enjoyed sex with her husband but it hadn't made her feel completely crazy. There was just a different feeling concerning Richard.
She concentrated on how much she hated him she started running her fingers up and down his prick. Her fingers tightened around his prickhead. She let her fingers slide down to his balls and she began stroking them. She tried to give him pleasure. She was trying to remember all the things the had ever found out her husband liked. She pulled him onto the bed with her.
"I'm going to make you feel good, baby," she promised him. "I'm going to make you feel better than you've ever felt before."
Richard was grinning as he got down on the bed with her. He stretched out and put his hands behind his head. She bent down and licked at one of his hard nipples. She hated what she was doing and she consoled herself with the thought that she was going to pay him back for this.
His nipple tasted salty. She opened her mouth and sucked on the hard bud. She let her teeth scrape his nipple. She pulled her head back. She put her tongue on his belly and slowly trailed down. She reached his navel. She pushed her tongue into his navel and she tasted salt again. She could smell his cockmeat. It was growing up his belly. She could almost touch his huge blue veined cockhead with her lips.
"Oh yeah, baby," Richard moaned. "Oh, yeah, that's what I like."
Her tongue moved around his cockhead. She could smell his salty odor but she made herself get closer. She touched her tongue to his swollen cockhead.
"Do it, baby," Richard moaned. "Do it now!"
Her tongue licked his fat cockhead and she tasted cum. She started moving her tongue all around the head of his cock. Finally, she began pushing her tongue into his tiny hole. Again she tasted the strong flavor of his cum.
"You learn fast, baby," Richard moaned. "I like that. I like a bitch who learns fast!"
She started running her tongue all around the sensitive area of his cock. Her tongue caressed his rim and then back up to his spit-soaked cockhead. She opened her mouth and took his cockhead inside her lips for just a moment.
"You fucking cunt," he yelled. "Lick my cock all over. Lick the fucking thing like a sucker!"
Once again her tongue slipped underneath his cockhead. She began running her tongue down the underside of his cock and she found herself shaking with excitement. She had to stop for a moment calm herself down. She hated feeling anything but there was something about being so much in a man's power that was making her hot.
"Don't stop sucking, baby," Richard groaned. "Suck my prick! Don't stop sucking me!"
Somehow she got control of herself again and started sliding her tongue back down the soft underside of his cock. She reached his balls. She started licking at both his swollen balls. His hands were in her hair and she knew what he wanted. She opened her mouth and she sucked one of his balls between her lips. She rolled his cum-filled ball beneath her tongue.
"Hot damn, baby!" he groaned. "Oh shit, you really know what you're doing now. You're learning fast!"
She spit his ball out and then she repeated the process with the other heavy ball. She moved her tongue back and forth underneath his sweaty balls. His balls and most of his cock had been covered in her spit.
She left another trail of spit as she moved back up his long, hard prick. She was shaking with excitement again and she couldn't stop. She lathered the head of his cock once more. Her tongue kept darting at the tiny hole.
"Really take it now, baby," he said. "Take it deep. Take it all the fucking way!"
Her mouth was opened and she took the head, of his cock between her lips. She held it there for a moment. Then her mouth opened wider and she started sucking at his prick. She didn't gag as his cock went almost halfway into her mouth.
She had set out to seduce him and she really was exciting him. His cock was throbbing inside her mouth. She opened her mouth a little wider and she kept sucking. His cock was going all the way inside her mouth. She kept sucking even when she felt like she couldn't take another breath.
"You're getting it all, you bitch," Richard groaned. "That's the fucking way. You're getting it all!"
Her tight lips slid down another few inches and she had all of his cock inside her mouth. There was cum mixing with her spit and dripping out of the sides of her mouth. She felt like she was choking but she somehow kept her mouth around his prick.
"Oh yeah, baby," Richard groaned. "Now I'm going to fuck your face. Shit, this is the best blow-job I've ever had!"
Richard gripped her head tightly. His fingers tangled in her thick hair. He started making her do the kind of motion that he wanted. Her head moved up and down on his swollen prick and she could taste a little more of his cum each time he moved.
"This is great, baby," he groaned. "Now I'm fucking your face and it's fucking great. Oh shit!"
She didn't have to do anything. He really was fucking her face and his stiff cock was getting all the way to the back of her throat. She didn't feel like choking anymore. It was hard to describe what she did feel except that getting abused by this animal was making
hot and shiverish all over.
He slid one big hand down from her head. He grabbed one of her shapely titties and started twisting. Something like pain shot through her. He wasn't twisting hard enough to really hurt her and something was adding to her excitement.
"Oh shit, that's enough," he groaned. "That's enough or I'm going to cum in your mouth!"
She stopped sucking at his prick. He pushed her over on her back on the bed. His hot mouth moved down the front of her body. He licked gently at one of her nipples. He licked one of her hard buds into his mouth and bit down gently He opened his mouth a little wider and sucked her sweet titty-flesh into his mouth. He bit down again and then let his tongue brush over her nipple.
"Oh yes, baby," she moaned softly.
His tongue moved down her body and then back up again. He started sucking hungrily at one of her tits. His hand moved down her body and he pushed between her legs. His fingers started stroking her cuntlips.
"How do you like that, baby?" he asked.
"I do like it," she said. "I love it!"
It was true, even though she hated herself for saying it. He was making her feel good. The hot tongue on her titty was making her feel funny all over. She put her hand behind his head and pulled his face a little closer to her tit.
"Suck me harder," she moaned. "Suck my tits harder!"
She was keeping a part of herself back. She knew she was enjoying it but she was holding back. She didn't want to give herself completely, but it was hard not to enjoy it.
His tongue moved down her body again. He was licking at her stomach. His hot breath blew against her pussy. She was squirming with pleasure. He moved his head down and kissed the insides of her thighs. He licked at her thighs for a moment. She could feel his tongue moving up to her pussy lips. He kissed her cuntlips and again his hot breath blowing against her cunt was exciting her. She spread her legs a little wider and he started pushing his tongue against her cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh yes."
His tongue was thrusting into her cunt. He started pushing his tongue in and out until she was squirming hotly. She was lifting her ass and spreading her legs wider. His tongue stabbed deeper into her cunt. He started moving his tongue in and out very quickly. Another quick shiver went through her.
He lifted his head. He moved up her body. He let his heavy weight drop down on top of her. She hadn't wanted Richard's cock before, but now she needed it. It was going to feel good having his big prick inside her.
He moved up and let his prick push against her cunthole. She moaned softly. She spread her legs a little wider and humped up to meet his huge cock. His prick seemed to go all the way through her body and into her belly.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he groaned. "Now I'm going to wear your fucking ass out!"
"Yes, fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me!"
He slipped his hands underneath her and grabbed her asscheeks. He lifted her up high and his prick started ramming her cunt. He was fucking her hard, making her feel really fucked. It was nothing like how she felt when her husband fucked her.
She tried to fight the feelings but it was hard. He was taking her places she had never been before. Now his prick was slamming deeper into her belly with every thrust. She could feel some of his cum leaking inside her. He began squeezing her asscheeks a little harder as he rammed his cock into her harder and deeper.
"Oh yeah, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to teach you to enjoy cock. I'm going to teach you to enjoy fucking!"
He began to slam her harder and harder. She had been fucked hard but never like this. She had never been fucked with such cruelty. He was pounding her pussy like she had never felt before. He was tearing her up. She couldn't stop the feelings anymore. She couldn't control them.
"Harder," she moaned. "Harder and harder!"
She was taking his prick as deep as she could. She knew it was going to happen to her and she suddenly didn't want to fight it anymore. She was loving it. She started moving her ass faster. She didn't mind when his finger parted her asscheeks and he pushed a finger into her tight asshole.
"I'm getting there, baby," he groaned. "I'm fucking getting there. I'm going to shoot my wad, baby. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad! I'm going to fill your cunt. Oh shiiiit!"
"Oh no," she whispered. "Not yet. Please, not yet!"
It was already too late. His prick was jumping inside her and his hot jism was spurting. She couldn't make him stop. She hated herself for feeling the way she did. She had allowed herself to be seduced. She needed his cock and now he was letting her down. He drove deep into her pussy one last time and his prick jism kept spurting again and again until her cunt was spilling over with his cum. His cum was wetting her thighs. She hated him and she loved his cock at the me time. It was confusing.
"You're all right, baby," he said. "You're fucking all right. You're going to be a great cunt before I'm done with you. A great fucking piece of ass!"
Chapter Six
It had worked! Angie could hardly believe it as she heard him starting to snore softly. He hadn't even thought about trying to tie her up again He was so far gone. She only wished that she hadn't had to pay such a price to escape. Her pussy was sore from his savage fucking. And she couldn't get the sensations he had caused out of her mind. There had been some moments there toward the end that she had felt so strange, almost out of control.
She banished those thoughts from her mind. She was now afraid to take a breath for fear of waking him up. Slowly she pulled the covers back and slipped out of the bed. She was naked and she didn't want to waste a lot of time looking for clothes. She remembered his jacket that she had seen hanging in the living room. She slipped out of the bedroom and grabbed the jacket. It was no problem slipping out of the house without waking Richard up.
She stood on the porch and she almost changed her mind. She was scared of things that might be in those woods. She could hear noises and she didn't like it. But she knew that nothing could be worse than what had already happened to her. She was shivering as she stepped off the porch. She wasn't sure in what direction to go, but she tried to follow the tracks on the dirt road. She wasn't sure how far she was from town, but she hoped she would see or find a farmhouse or something near.
She heard a sound behind her before she had gone very far. She turned around, but there was nobody there. She could have sworn that the sound was almost like a giggle. She kept walking. She heard the sound again, except this time it was from somewhere near her. She looked over into the woods, but there was nobody there whom she could see.
"Is anyone there?" she asked.
There was no answer but she somehow felt she was being watched, that there was someone near. She broke into a run and she heard footsteps. She turned around. Jack was standing behind her and he was grinning widely.
"Where you going, bitch?" he asked.
She didn't know how she had been found, but she knew she was in serious trouble. She turned to run. She stumbled but found her footing quickly and she started running as fast as she could. She didn't get far before John stepped out in front of her. Jack was walking slowly. Her path was blocked and she couldn't go back.
Angie had no choice. She could feel the panic growing in her and she rushed straight, at John. She screamed and tried to claw his face.
Somehow he ducked her fingers, but she managed to get past him. He started running after her. His hand grabbed her jacket and peeled it from her shoulders. She ran faster. She could hear his hot breath behind her. Suddenly he had stopped. She knew he was out of breath. She was sure that he had given up.
She risked a glance over her shoulder. Jack and John were standing still and they were talking casually and laughing as if they had all the time in the world. She didn't understand what was going on, but she didn't slow down-and she ran right into Richard.
She couldn't believe it as she smashed against his chest. She backed up. She had left him in the house. He couldn't have gotten out here ahead of her. She couldn't believe it.
"You broke your promise," he said, laughing. "But then I knew you would."
She realized that she was the one who had been outwitted. This was some kind of game for them. They had been playing with her as a fisherman played a fish.
"You bastard!" she said.
She knew she couldn't get away, but still she had to try. She had to try. She turned and ran back toward John and Jack. She knew she couldn't slip past them again. She dodged for the woods. Vines tangled around her, but she was frantic now. She couldn't stop.
"There's no sense running," Richard said. "There's no sense trying to run away. You're going to be punished for what You've done. You're going to be sorry."
Richard had somehow gotten ahead of her again. He was standing with his arms folded and he was grinning at her. She turned around, but she was not quick enough. Richard's fist came around hard and he knocked her to the ground. She felt a little dizzy and sick. She got to her knees and breathed deeply a couple of times. She stood up. She was ready for it when his fist came around again. She was knocked backwards and Jack and John caught her arms and kept her from falling.
"You stupid bitch," Richard said. "Did you really think you were going to get away from us?"
"You're bastards," she said. "You're all bastards. Why are you doing this to me?"
John and Jack held her arms to keep her from moving. Richard stepped forward. His hand was not a fist, but he somehow made it feel like a fist as he rammed it into her belly. He pulled his hand back and rammed it against her again, and she gasped for breath. She had never felt such awful pain. He put his hand around her throat and started squeezing, and she knew he was going to choke her to death.
"Bitch," he said. "Stupid bitch. You thought you were going to get away from us. You thought you'd give me a little pussy and everything would be all right. You stupid bitch!"
He drew his hand back and slapped her face. His hand felt as hard as a rock, and she tasted blood from her split lip. He started moving his hand in a slapping motion from side to side and it was making her head jerk each time he hit her.
She didn't know it was her who was begging to stop but she realized it was her when he stopped hitting her. She felt weak and sick to her stomach. She couldn't get up from the ground.
"Fuck her," Richard said.
Jack was first. She felt like she didn't have any bones left as Jack moved her into the position he wanted on her elbows and knees. He pressed her face against the hard ground. He tied her arms up behind her with a piece of cord. He half kneeled behind her and took his already hard cock out of his trousers
"Don't worry, baby," Jack said. "I'm going to fuck you good. I'm going to give you a good fucking!"
He was laughing as he moved forward and pressed his cockhead against her cunt. She was surprised at herself. She would have thought that her cunt would be dry and his cock would be painful. Instead her cunt was already wet and started tingling as soon as his prick touched the sensitive pink lips of her cunt.
"Don't do this to me, you bastards," she moaned. "Oh, don't do this to me!"
Jack was laughing as he thrust hard and his prick slid all the way into her cunt. He stayed where he was for a moment as if the shock of feeling her tight wet cunt around his prick was almost too much for him to bear.
"Shit, you've got a good pussy," Jack groaned. "You're the best piece of ass I've ever had. Shit, it's good, baby."
Jack reached around and grabbed her titties. He held onto them tightly and he forced her into a more humiliating and painful position. He began to fuck her.
She had thought she was being punished before but now it seemed like Jack was determined to ram his cock right through her body. His thrusts were brutal and he actually seemed to twist his cock while he was inside her and that was even stranger than his hard thrusting.
"I'm fucking you good, bitch," Jack said. "I'm fucking you good!"
He was fucking her good. He was fucking her like an animal. He was tearing her hot ass off. She could do nothing but try and make herself more comfortable as he kept ramming his big prick into her.
His fat cockhead was sliding deeper into her cunt. His cock was pounding her insides. She felt like he was tearing her up. She could feel her entire body shaking each time he rammed into her. His cock seemed to be getting bigger inside her.
"Fucking cunt," Jack said. "Fucking cunt. You turned me on watching you run around. You made me hot. I'm going to fuck your hot ass off. I'm going to shoot my cum right in your pussy. I'm going to shoot my fucking cum. Oh shiiit!"
Jack started pushing his prick into her cunt a little faster. His prick was growing larger. She could already feel some of his cum spitting at her. Some of his jism was leaking inside her. He pulled back and then crammed his fat prick deeper inside her pussy again. His prick was filling her cunt with his cum. It felt like he had a gallon of it. She could feel it spilling out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. He kept working his prick in and out until he had no more cream left for her pussy.
"My turn," John said. "Hurry the fuck up!"
She realized she was about to be gang-banged. Jack pulled his cock out of her and John knelt behind her. John was rougher than Jack had been. He reached around and grabbed her big titties. His hands were cruel as he twisted her nipples. His prick moved against her pussy.
"I'm going to fuck your hot ass off now," John promised.
He rammed her even harder than Jack had fucked her. He started plowing his fat cock into her pussy as hard as he could. He was an animal. He bent forward and she could feel his spit dripping on the back of her neck. He even bent down and bit her neck painfully.
Angie felt something strange happening inside her body. She wasn't sure what it was, but it felt almost like she was starting to enjoy his hard fucking. His fat cock seemed to get bigger inside her. He pushed into her deeper, his jism dripping inside her. She found herself moving her ass a little. She stopped immediately as she realized what she was doing. John laughed and only slammed his cock into her even harder.
"I'm fucking your sweet ass, off, baby," he said. "I'm fucking your fucking ass! I'm going to tear your fucking ass off. Oh shit, baby, I'm cumming. I'm fucking cumming. Oh fuuuuck!"
He rammed into her hard and his prick exploded deep inside her cunt. His thick cum started spurting into her again and again. She felt like she was completely filled up with cum. It was leaking out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. He kept moving his cock in and out of her pussy until his cock was completely drained. He slowly pulled his prick out of her and let his hard cock rub between the cheeks of her ass.
"You were great, baby," John said.
She was tired and sore, but it wasn't over yet. She had forgotten Richard. Both Jack and John were bending over her, their hands rudely moving her into a new position. She was bent over a little more. Her face was pressed hard against the ground. She felt their hands on her asscheeks, pulling them apart.
"Now for a lesson in humiliation, baby," Richard said. "You'll know better than to run away from us next time!"
She was filled with horror as she realized what they were going to do. She started struggling frantically but she knew she wasn't going to be able to stop these three strong men from doing they wanted. Jack and John held her firmly as Richard half kneeled behind her. He pressed his huge cock against her tiny asshole.
"Oh no, please," she whispered. "Don't do that! Please don't do that!"
He wasn't listening to her pleas for mercy as he pressed his stiff cock into her asshole. She kept moving her ass as she frantically tried to get away from him.
But his cockhead popped into her tight ass. She started moving even faster, but then she realized that her movement only pulled his cock deeper into her asshole. He wasn't pushing hard. He was giving her enough time to get used to his prick, but it still hurt like hell.
"Don't please," she kept begging. "Don't do this to me."
He wasn't going to stop. She stopped moving, but he kept the savage pressure up. His prick was sliding deeper into her asshole with every second. He finally gave one last push and his prick went all the way into her asshole His heavy balls slapped her gently and she could feel how heavy they were.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "Now I'm going to wear that pretty little ass out. I'm going to fuck the hell out of you."
He let his cock stay inside her for a long time without moving. She thought she was going to die. His prick felt so huge inside of her asshole. It felt like his prick was going to split her apart any moment. She could hardly stand it. He pulled back and then slid his prick gently back into her again.
"How do you like that, you fancy panties bitch?" he asked. "I bet you never thought you'd get anything like this in your lifetime. Shit, you're going to end up loving everything I do to you."
"You bastard," she whispered. "You dirty bastard!"
He only laughed as he kept his cock lodged deep inside her asshole. He still wasn't trying to fuck her. He was giving her plenty of time to relax and she was thankful for that. She still felt like his one movement would split her in half.
"You're tight, baby," he told her. "Your asshole is really tight. Why don't you just relax and you'll enjoy it. Just relax!"
She knew she could never relax. He was killing her! She was sure she was never going to be able to walk again. Her body was twisting with pain, but she couldn't escape from his huge cock. He gave another shove and his cock seemed to go deeper inside her asshole. He stopped moving for a few moments, seeming to give her time to get used to his savage prick. He reached around and gripped her titties as tightly as he could.
"All right," he said softly. "You two can let her go now. She's all right. Let her go."
It was the truth. She wouldn't be able to escape from him now and he knew it. He was inside her asshole tightly and she couldn't get away from him. He gripped her tits a little tighter and he still didn't move. His prick was very deep inside her ass.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to show you what it's like to really get fucked."
He still didn't move. Her body was hurting. She moved again as she tried to get his prick out of her asshole. But it didn't work. His cock was only lodged in her ass more firmly. He let his fingers rush across her swollen nipples and he pulled back a little.
"How do you like this, bitch?'' he asked. "How do you like having my big cock up your asshole?"
"You bastard," she groaned "You motherfucking bastard!"
He only laughed and pulled back a little. His cock felt like iron inside of her. He pulled back long enough to let her start relaxing and then he crammed all of his fat prickmeat back inside her ass again.
"You thought you were going to give me a little pussy and I was going to roll over and play dead, didn't you, bitch? You don't think that now, do you, bitch?"
She certainly didn't think that any more. She realized it was just a game to them, it was just a game. Now he was starting to move his cock into her asshole and his heavy balls slapped her. She could feel his swollen cock going so deep inside her belly. He pulled back and then pushed back inside her asshole again.
"Fucking nice," he groaned. "Your fucking ass feels so hot and tight!"
He started fucking her then. She thought she had been fucked before but now he was truly punishing her with his cock. He was plowing into her asshole with cruel savagery.
"Shake your fucking ass, baby," he groaned. "Shake it, baby. Shake your fucking ass for me!"
She wouldn't do that for him. She had to let him fuck her, but that was all she was going to do. She had forgotten about how cruel he could be. His hands squeezed her tits again. He started squeezing as hard as he could. His hands seemed like they were going to squeeze her tits off. Pain went through her.
"Move your ass, bitch," he said. "Move your fucking ass or I'll squeeze it off!"
He squeezed harder and she had no choice. She started moving her ass and he relaxed his grip, but only a little. She started shaking her ass a little faster.
"That's it, baby," he said. "That's the fucking way. That's the way to shake it!"
He started pounding her ass as hard as he could. His big prick was sliding deeper into her asshole everytime he thrust. His fat prick seemed to be tearing her apart. His cum was leaking inside her and his fat balls slapped her hard.
"Fucking bitch," be groaned. "Fucking bitch. I'm going to cum in your asshole. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. You bitch. You mother-fucking bitch. Oh shiiiit!"
He slammed into her hard and his prick exploded inside her ass. His cum seemed to be spurting everywhere. She seemed to be filled up with his hot cum. His thick jism was leaking out of the sides of her asshole. She didn't stop moving. She kept shaking her ass until she had drained out every last drop of his thick jism.
"Maybe now you've learned your lesson, baby," he told her. "Maybe now you have!"
All Angie could do was nod her head submissively.
Chapter Seven
She had thought it had been bad up to that point, but her next few days were pure hell. They didn't bother her much sexually, but she was forced to do all kinds of menial labor. She scrubbed and cleaned and she was forced to work harder than she had ever worked in her life. Each night she was tied out in the yard like a dog.
Twice a day she was beaten for one reason or another and she was sure she was going to die like some sort of animal. All the spirit was slowly beaten out of her. She no longer thought of herself as being the smartest woman in the world. She no longer thought of herself as anything special. She was just a woman who was lucky to be alive.
Angie didn't know if she was going to be able to handle it when she woke up in the morning. She was tired and hungry and near exhaustion both mentally and physically.
Richard walked into the yard. She looked up at his huge, brawny body towering over her and she felt sick and weak at the same time.
"Please," she whispered.
"Please what, bitch?" be said.
"Please don't hurt me any more. I'll do anything you want. I'll be anything you want me to be. I won't run any more."
"You promised that before."
"This time I mean what I say. I promise I won't run. I'll do whatever you say. Please, I can't take it!"
"Maybe you really mean it this time."
"I do," she begged him. "I do!"
He stepped into the yard and reached down and unhooked her chain. He held one end of the chain and pulled her to her feet. She didn't know where they were going as she was half-dragged behind him. He took her into the woods and down to where a river flowed. The river was surprisingly clean and refreshing-looking.
"Jump in, bitch," he said. "Jump in and play in the water a little. It'll do you good."
She didn't hesitate. She waded out into the water and she found it very cold. She was shivering in a few seconds. She wanted to come back out, but she realized that it was some kind of test. He still held onto the other end of the chain as she waded even deeper into the ice-cold water.
She thought she was probably turning blue, but she was determined to stay in the water as long as he wanted her to. She continued to wade out until she was up to her neck.
The water didn't get any warmer, but it was making her feel cleaner than she had felt in a few days. She was just beginning to get used to the temperature when she saw him beckon her to come out of the water. She turned and walked back out of the water. He stood waiting on her as if he owned her and she couldn't help but think that he really did.
He reached out with both hands. His fingers gently caressed her titty-flesh. His fingers ran over her swollen nipples and made her shiver all over.
"You belong to me, bitch," he said. "You belong to me. I can make you do anything I want. I can make you be anything I want. Your ass belongs to me."
"Yes," she agreed.
It was so very true and the thought of it made her feel strange all over. She had never felt like she belonged to a man before. She was married, but she didn't feel like the property of her husband. Richard made her feel like his property and it was a strange feeling for her.
"Suck my cock," he said.
He put his hands on top of her head and pushed her down. She didn't fight him anymore. She had meant what she said. She wasn't going to fight. She belonged to him. She knew she couldn't go through any more miserable days.
Angie found a comfortable place for her knees and fingers slipped up the insides of his thighs and she found his zipper. She pulled it down slowly. Her hand quickly unhooked his belt buckle and she pulled his trousers down.
His cock was bunched in his shorts. It looked bigger every time she saw it and this time was no exception. It seemed twice the size of a normal cock as it pressed against his shorts. She very carefully pulled his shorts down his thick thighs. She bent her head and rested her cheek against his prick.
He still had one end of the chain around her neck and he pulled on it a little to remind her that she was still in his power. He didn't need to do that any more. He was holding her with chains that were now in her mind.
She slid her fingers up the insides of his thighs. She stroked his cock with two fingers and strange sensations went through her as she moved her fingers up and down his sweaty cock. His huge cockhead seemed to get bigger and a little drop of cum dotted the tip.
She leaned forward and licked the cum away. He groaned. Her mouth moved all over the head of his cock. She started pushing her tongue out against his prick. Her tongue wet his prickhead with her saliva. He was groaning. He dropped one end of her chain and put both hands on her titties. He wasn't gentle as he massaged her tits. Her tits started getting a little swollen. He laughed as he kept his prick pushed even tighter against her lips.
"Rub your hair all over my cock," he commanded. "I like that. I like having my cock covered with nice, silky hair."
Angie backed up a little. She really wasn't sure what he wanted her to do, but she knew she was going to do her best. She moved her hand so that she could take a handful of her silken hair in her fingers.
Richard was her master. She was his slave. A strange feeling went through her as she accepted the fact. She moved forward so that she could circle his prickmeat with the strands of her silken hair. She tried to cover his cock with her soft hair. She moved her hands all over his rigid prick. Her hair grew slightly sticky with his dripping cum.
She moved her hands faster, one finger sliding down to caress his heavy balls. Her other hand circled his prickflesh and she kept moving her hand up and down. More of his slippery cum spilled over her fingers.
"Oh yes, baby," he groaned. "Now you're learning. Now you're learning how to be what I want you to be. Now kiss it for me. Kiss my prick all over!"
She found that strange sensation inside herself again as she found herself wanting to kiss his cock. She bent her head down and let her lips move over his swollen cock. She started kissing down the sides of his cock. Her tongue brushed across his balls. She moved her tongue back up to the head of his cock. Her lips touched his prickhead. She kissed his cockhead all over. He groaned and put both his hands on the back of her head.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "That's what I fucking want. You kiss it all over. You make it feel good, baby. That's what I fucking want!"
She started moving her lips up and down his cock. She did it slowly and she let her tongue touch his salty-tasting cockflesh. She was a little shocked as she started realizing that she was enjoying herself. She hated herself for the feeling but there was something about kissing his cock that made her hot. Angie tried to fight against the feelings, but it didn't help. She wanted it as badly as Richard did.
"That's right, little cunt," he told her. "You're starting to love it, aren't you? You love it!"
She let her tongue move all over the head of his cock. She began moving her tongue down the side of his cock to his balls. She gently kissed all the way down to his balls. She licked at his hot sweaty balls and rolled each of them gently beneath her tongue. She licked slavishly at his heavy balls and sucked each of them into her mouth. She sucked and licked slowly, but she could tell that he was going crazy. She licked up the other side of his cock. She took his cockhead inside her lips and let her teeth caress his fat cockflesh. He held onto her head a little tighter but he didn't try to do anything.
"That's right, baby," he breathed softly. You do me good. Suck my prick. Kiss it. You little bitch!"
Her tongue swirled all over the head of his cock. She kept washing his cockhead with her tongue. She opened her mouth a little wider and carefully pulled his prick a little deeper into her mouth. She kept washing his prickhead with her tongue. She kept sucking his prick a little deeper into her mouth.
"Take it all, baby," he said. "Take it all. Take the whole fucking thing down your fucking throat!"
She tightened her lips around his cock and she kept sucking his prick deeper into her lips. She could hardly get her breath but somehow she kept sucking. There were tears burning in her eyes. She closed her eyes, but she didn't stop sucking. Finally she knew she had all of his cock. His swollen balls were against her chin and she couldn't believe how deep his prick was inside her throat.
"Oh, sweet baby," he groaned. "You really are learning how to suck a man's cock!"
She knew she would be able to suck any man's cock easily after taking all of Richards's huge prick. She kept her lips tightly closed around his prickflesh for a long while. She was relaxing slowly and she could feel how easier it was to hold his cock inside her mouth.
"You are a sweet baby," he groaned softly. "You are good, baby. You really are good!"
She slipped one hand up the inside of thighs and she found his heavy balls. She started playing with his balls as she pulled her head back and then kissed around the head of his cock. She sucked his prickmeat back inside her lips. She still had her eyes closed as she gently sucked his prickmeat into the back of her throat again.
"Fantastic, baby," he moaned. "Oh, shit, fantastic!"
Her lips glued a little more tightly to his prick. She began to move her head a little faster. Her lips moved up and down his prick and she could sense the excitement growing in her body. She was actually enjoying sucking his prickmeat.
Angie drew her head back again. For a moment she was looking worshipfully at his swollen cockflesh with the dripping cum. She leaned forward and licked some of the cum away. She kissed underneath his throbbing cock and her tongue went down to his heavy balls.
"That's the way, baby," Richard said. "Lick it all over. Lick my whole fucking cock!"
Her tongue moved from his balls up to the tip of his cock again. She opened her mouth and took his big prick into her mouth. She let his cock slide over her tongue and into the back of her throat. She held his cock tightly and used her tongue on his feverish cockflesh. She pulled her head back slowly and let her teeth skim over his hot cock. Her fingers slipped up to play with his balls again. She started bobbing her head faster.
"You're great, baby" he groaned. "You're fucking great. You know how to use your fucking mouth!"
She started bobbing her head even faster. Her lips were locked around his swollen prick and she was trying to suck his cum out. She wanted to taste his cum. She was sucking as hard as could. She was tasting more of his cum at back of her throat. Her tongue was swirling around the head of his cock and she wanted more.
"Hot damn baby," Richard groaned. "Hot damn! That feels so fucking nice!"
His hands tangled in her thick hair. He started guiding her head in the direction he wanted her to take. His prick seemed to slide deeper into her throat with every thrust.
His hands gripped her hair a little tighter. He started pulling her head back. She was reluctant to give up his prick, but somehow Richard's slimy cock slipped out of her mouth and she was pushed away from him.
"Turn around, baby," he said. "On your hands and knees!"
"Are you going to fuck my ass again?" she asked, scared to have that big bunk of cockmeat in her asshole. It had hurt before.
"Just do what I fucking tell you!" he told her.
She had no choice. She turned around. She was shivering all over and she pressed her face against the ground. He moved behind her and pressed his cockhead against her pussymound. He pushed a little and his prick popped into her . She breathed a sigh of relief as she realized he was going to fuck her cunt.
"You've got some good pussy, baby," Richard groaned. "You've got some good fucking pussy!"
He pushed hard and his prick went all the way into her cunt. His heavy balls slapped her lower belly. They were heavy with his cum. His prick seemed to spread her cunt walls wide apart everytime he moved.
"Now I'm going to really fuck your cunt," he said. "I'm going to fuck you silly, baby. I'm going to wear your ass out!"
He reached around and grabbed her tits. He squeezed them hard as he started thrusting his cock into her pussy. He thrust deep into her cunt and pulled back so that his prickhead was rubbing against her clitty. He kept sending shivers of excitement through her.
He grabbed her titties a little tighter and he began thrusting as hard as he could. She thought he was going to ram his cock all the way through her. He was ramming his cock deep into her belly and it was making her feel funny all over. His cock was slamming into her with piston-like thrusts and she could feel some of his cum dripping into her pussy.
She was moving her ass. There was an itch inside her and he seemed to be scratching it. She was bucking back against him as hard as she could. She wanted it deep. It no longer matter that these awful men had kidnapped her. She no longer hated them. All she could think about was that it felt good.
He pulled his cock out of her. She protested loudly but he wasn't going to keep his cock outside of her body for long. He reached down and turned her over. He jammed a hand between her legs. His thick fingers parted her pink pussylips and he thrust his fingers inside her. He started moving his fingers in and out of her cunt. She was lifting her ass and trying to suck his fingers deeper inside her pussyhole.
That wasn't what she needed. She needed his cock in her belly and she was glad when he took his fingers out of her cunt and then moved over her body. His big cock pressed snugly against her pussyhole. He pushed gently and his prick slid smoothly into her oily cunt. He reached beneath her grabbed her hot fleshy asscheeks. He lifted her up and stabbed his prick deep into her pussy.
"Now move that hot ass, baby," he ordered. "Move your sweet ass. Shake it up good for me!"
He began to fuck her savagely. It was what she needed. She found herself trying to cum. She badly needed relief. She was doing just what he told her to do. She was moving and rolling her ass for him. She could not control the trembling of her body. She was moving all over the bed and it was like she couldn't get his big prick deep enough into her hot, wet pussy.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Oh, fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
He started slamming his big cock even harder into her pussy. He was tearing her up. It seemed like his huge cock was going all the way into her. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop the sweet sensations.
He slowed down. She couldn't believe it. He practically stopped fucking her. She wanted it hard. She clawed her nails down his back like a wild animal. It didn't bother him. It was like didn't even feel it.
"Fuck me hard, oh, you bastard," she whispered. "I can't cum this way. Fuck me hard!"
He was moving his cock into her cunt so slowly that it was almost painful. He was rubbing the edge of his cock against her clitty, but it wasn't doing her any good. She still couldn't cum unless he fucked her hard.
"Oh sweet baby," he groaned. "Oh, you sweet fucking cunt. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. I'm going to cum. Oh, it feels good. So fuuuuucking good!"
"No, you bastard," she moaned. "Not yet. Please! Don't cum yet!"
He was already cumming. His prick had gotten bigger inside her and his hot prick was already spurting hot cum into her cunt. His prick jism was filling her up, but all she could think about was that he was leaving her stranded again.
"Oh, you mother-fucking bastard!" she groaned.
She tried to keep his cock inside her. She tried to clamp her fleshy thighs together tightly around him and keep his big cock inside her. Nothing did any good. His prick started sliding out of her. All she had was the wet feeling of his hot cum.
"You're getting to be a real hot piece of ass," he told her.
He laughed at the way her ass was still humping and moving, her cunt still hungry for his now-limp cock.
Chapter Eight
She had been broken. She knew down inside that she would never be the same again. There would probably be chances to escape in the future but she knew she would be frightened by even the thought of it. She was completely in their control.
But there had to be another test. Richard wasn't sure. She could feel him looking at her sometimes and she knew what he was thinking. He was wondering if she was really serious. She might have still been pretending. She could see the suspicion in his eyes.
She was surprised when Richard unhooked her from her chain the next morning. He gave her clothes to wear, a pair of skimpy red shorts and a brief halter top. It was not the type of outfit she would have chosen, but she no longer made any protest about anything he wanted.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"We're going hitch-hiking," he said. "You're going to love this, baby. You're going to love it!"
He drove her out to the edge of his property. She was almost back in civilization again. There was a moment when she thought about escaping but it passed quickly. Her knees felt weak at the thought and there was a fluttery sensation in her stomach. She was scared of running
"Get out," he said.
"What is it?" she asked.
For a moment she thought he was letting her go. Instead he got out of the truck and walked around. He bent down and fastened something around her leg. She noticed a little silver chain. The chain was fastened to a tree a few yards away.
"Now, baby," he said. "I want you to flag down the first man you see coming along. Flag him down and fuck him. Don't make any mistakes. I'll be close by and I'll see everything. Don't make any fucking mistakes or you're going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble!"
Angie trembled. She knew she was going to have to do what they wanted. She had no choice. She couldn't run away. She didn't have the strength. She had nothing but a desire to do what he wanted.
He pulled the truck deep into the woods and she heard a door slam. She knew he was somewhere near and she knew he would be watching. Her stomach fluttered nervously.
She had never hitch-hiked in her life. She didn't know how to do it. She felt a little uncomfortable in her clothes as if she was a walking billboard advertising free sex. She heard the sound of a truck coming along and she struck a sexy pose.
She didn't like what she saw because she recognized the truck almost immediately. It belonged to her gardener. His name was Willie Johnson and he did the gardening work for a lot of people, but most of his money came from her house. She put her thumb out and the truck almost slid sideways as it came to a stop.. She had never thought Willie a good-looking man. She had always thought he looked kind of seedy and today he looked seedier than usual. He had been working for most of the day and he was wet with sweat. He blinked his eyes as he looked at her.
"Mrs. Norman?" he asked. "Is that you? Mrs. Norman?"
Willie couldn't seem to believe his eyes and his eyes were going places. He was looking up and down her body as if he couldn't get enough of looking at her. His eyes were hungry. She shivered a little as he looked at her.
"Yes, it's me," she said.
"I can't believe it," he said. "What are you doing out here? Everybody's been looking for you."
His eyes finally noticed the chain on her foot and his lips curled into a frown. He looked around and then back at her again. It was understandable that he was confused.
"What are you doing out here?" he asked again.
Angie knew she couldn't tell him, not with Richard standing somewhere near, watching. He had given her a command and this was a test. He was tying to see how she would react. He was trying to see if she really belonged to him.
She had a moment when she thought about telling her gardener the truth, but in her heart she knew that wouldn't happen. She knew Richard would step out and hurt her and probably hurt Willie too. There wasn't any fight left in her. She wouldn't say anything, so there was no chance of her gardener helping her escape. The only thing that would happen was what Richard wanted her to do.
"It's a game," she told Willie.
"A game?" he asked.
"Sure," she said. "A fun game. Come closer. I'll show you how it's played."
For the second time in her life she was deliberately trying to seduce a man. The first tune she hadn't cared for the sensation. This time she was feeling hot and shiverish all over. She watched all the conflicting emotions going through his mind. She had always treated him like a mere servant and now she was acting differently.
He looked as if he wanted to run away but he didn't. He walked close enough to her to touch her. She licked her lips. He wasn't moving. She leaned over and touched her lips lightly against his.
"How do you like our game so far?" she asked.
"Hot damn!" he said softly.
He didn't waste any time. He put his arms around her shapely body and pulled her against him. His lips were hot as he kissed her. His tongue immediately pressed against her mouth and she opened up her full lips enough to admit the fiery tip of his thick tongue. He evidently liked the game very much.
"I've always thought about doing this to you," he said. "I've always thought about it, but I never thought it would ever happen.
She could taste the hunger in his lips as he kissed her. She didn't pull away as her gardener pressed his sweaty body hotly against hers and she tasted the thrust of his tongue. He pushed his tongue all the way into the back of her throat. His breath was foul. She didn't gag. Instead she found herself sucking gently on his tongue.
His hands were hard as he brought them up her body. He hesitated as his hands nearly reached her tits. She reached down and grabbed one of his hands and pulled it up to her tit. His fingers moved over her fat shapely tit and she felt a shiver go through her.
She had not expected that. She hadn't expected to get turned on because of it. She was trembling as his hands covered both her tits and he started squeezing them gently. His fingers brushed across one of her nipples and she felt another shiverish sensation go through her.
His hands slid around her waist. He moved his hands down her back until he was cupping the full, fleshy cheeks of her ass. He wasn't acting shy any more as he grabbed her ass a little tighter and pulled her hard against him. She could feel the hard bulge of his cock against her belly. She couldn't help herself. Angie slid her hand down and between them. She touched the huge bulge with her fingers and felt him shudder.
"I like that," Angie said. "I like your cock."
Angie felt strange saying that, but she also knew that it made her feel those shuddering sensations again. She squeezed his hard prick with the tips of her fingers.
"Oh yeah, baby," he gasped.
Her fingers found his zipper. She could almost sense Richard's approval as he stood somewhere near. She pulled her gardener's zipper down and slid her hand inside his pants. His sweaty cock was bunched in his shorts. Her fingers slipped into his shorts and she circled his moist cockflesh with her fingers. She moved her hand up and down slowly and his greasy prick seemed to get a little bigger inside her fingers. She tightened her fingers around his prick.
Her fingers tugged his prick out of his trousers. Her fingers moved down to his heavy balls. Her fingers gently stroked his heavy cum-filled balls, and she moved her fingers back up to the head of his swollen prick.
Her fingers circled his purplish cockflesh. She parted moving her hand a little faster. His stiff cock was throbbing in her fingers. He was shivering with pleasure. She felt some of his cum spilling out on her fingers.
"You're making me crazy, baby," he said. "You're making me feel fucking crazy!"
"I'm going to make you feel crazier," she said.
Angie went down on her knees in front of him. She hardly thought about what she was doing except that it was making her hot. She let her fingers slip down to the base of his cock. She used one hand to brush her long hair back from her face. She bent her head forward and she started licking the sweaty head of his cock.
Her tongue moved all over the salty head of his cock. She used her tongue on his thick cockhead. Her tongue washed the greasy head of his cock. She tasted a little more of his cum.
"I can't believe you're doing this," he groaned. "The mayor's wife! I just can't fucking believe it!"
She could hardly believe it herself. All she knew was that she was enjoying having his filthy prick inside her mouth. She opened her mouth a little wider and she let his cockhead slide over her tongue. She was sucking his hard prick into the back of her throat. It was easy. There was no longer any fear of gagging as she sucked his rigid prick all the way into her throat. His hard cockhead throbbed at the deepest part of her throat and she tasted more of his cum.
"Fucking nice," he groaned. "So fucking nice!"
His hands moved to her soft tits again and this time there wasn't any hesitation as he squeezed her full tits. His hands couldn't seem to squeeze her hard enough. He pulled her shirt up around her neck. His hand moved down to her tits again and he started squeezing as hard as he could. His fingers stroked her hard nipples.
"Oh, baby," he groaned. "Oh, baby!"
Angie started bobbing her head. Her lips were tight around his cock as she moved them up and down. It was easy to take his big cock into her mouth. She didn't mind the rank taste of his hot cum. Her insides were churning with excitement. It didn't matter that she was being degraded this way. The only thing she cared about was that it was starting to feel good.
"Oh yes, baby," he groaned. "Oh yes! Use your fucking lips like that. It feels fucking good!"
Her lips closed tighter around his cock. She moved her head even faster, although she knew it was making her look lewd. She closed her lips around his cockflesh and took his cock deep inside her throat with every movement. She kept using her tongue and she kept sucking hard. There was cum and spit dripping out of the sides of her mouth. She was making sloppy wet noises as she sucked his prickflesh deep into her throat.
His hands moved from her tits to the back of her head. He gripped her head tightly and he started guiding the movements of her head in the direction that he wanted. His slimy cock was sliding even deeper into her mouth as he face-fucked her.
He was driving his prick in deep enough for his balls to touch her chin. They felt heavy with cum. Some more of his jism was leaking into her mouth, but she didn't want him to cum. She wanted his cock inside her pussy. She needed it!
It was crazy. She was a good girl, she had always been a good, girl. And yet there was a fire burning within her now that she was finding hard to control. Her stomach was quivering with excitement and she could feel her pussyjuices running down the insides of her legs.
She pulled her head back and let his hot cockhead slide out of her mouth. His cum was dripping on her chin as she lovingly kissed the head of his fat cock.
"Don't stop, baby," he groaned. "Don't stop!"
"I need your cock in me," she whispered. "I need your cock in me so bad. I don't think I've ever needed anything so bad!"
"Hot damn," Willie said, as if he couldn't believe it.
She pushed at him and he went down on his back. She could feel his hot eyes watching her as she started skimming down the tight red shorts. She was able to kick them and her panties down her long legs and then off.
Angie kneeled down beside him. She wrapped her long, slim fingers around his prick as she leaned over and touched her lips against his.
She kissed him softly, but he was so turned on that he didn't want to be gentle. He grabbed her and pulled her down on top of him. He crammed one hand savagely between her legs.
"Oh," she said softly.
Her legs spread. She could not keep them together. His fingers touched at her swollen wet cuntlips. He pushed a finger into her hot pussyhole and he started moving his fingers around. He pushed his fingers in and out of her cunt and his fingers pulled at her clitty. She spread her legs a little wider.
"Oh yes," she whispered. "Do that to me. My cunt's so hot. I'm so hot all over!"
She was no longer just playing a role. She was hotter than hell and she was burning to get fucked. Her fingers moved down his flat belly and she wrapped her fingers around his cockflesh. She squeezed hard. She kissed him again and started jabbing her tongue into his mouth. Her fingers moved faster up and down his swollen prick. Her fingers moved over his heavy balls.
She moved until she was on top of his body. His fingers still moved against her wet pussylips. She spread her legs a little wider and she somehow caught his cock between her warm thighs. She moved until he had to take his hand out from between her legs. She opened her thighs a little more and let his swollen cockhead push up against her juicy cunt.
She didn't move for a few moments. Just the sweet pressure of his cockhead was enough to turn her on. She remembered how hot she had gotten with Richard and how he had left her stranded. This time she knew she wasn't going to be left stranded. She would get some sweet release. She moved down a little and wiggled her hot ass. Her cunt opened up and his huge cockhead popped into her slippery cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's what I want. That's what I want, baby. That's what I fucking want!"
She pushed down on his prick and it slipped deeper and deeper into her cunt. Willie was not moving. He was making her feel good. She pushed down again and took his prick all the way into her tight cunt.
"Oh yeah, baby," Willie said. "Your cunt feels so fucking good. Your cunt feels so good!"
She moved her position just a little. His cock was lodged deep inside her cunt and she started moving her full ass around, making his cock rub against all the sides of her hot cunt. She moved back and let his cockhead rub hard against her stiff clitty. A shiver of excitement seemed to nearly shake her body apart.
"It's good, oh, it's good," she moaned. "Your cock is so fucking good!"
She began to bounce shamelessly on his prick. She couldn't hold back any longer and she knew how good it would feel. She started raising up so that his hard cock was sliding even deeper into her juicy cunt.
"Oh yeah, baby," Willie said. "Move your ass like that. Shit, I feel like your cunt is sucking my cock off!"
Willie had, had enough. He reached up and grabbed her around the waist and rolled her over. His cock never slipped out of her cunt as he spread her legs even wider and started pushing his cock in hard. She gave a low moan as his cock slipped into her cunt even deeper. He reached beneath her and grabbed her asscheeks. He lifted her up higher and he started pushing his prick in and out like a wild man.
"I love your pussy," Willie groaned. "Oh, I love your cunt!"
Willie's fingers pulled her asscheeks wide apart and she didn't even mind the thick finger that probed at her asshole. Willie started pounding her even harder. His hard cock was getting deeper into her cunt. He was somehow fucking her even harder. His massive chest was crushing her soft titties flat. He let his cockhead rub hard against her clitty. He was like an animal. She could feel his saliva dripping on her neck.
"Move that sweet ass, baby," he said. "Move that sweet ass for me. I love your cunt!"
"Oh, I love your cock," she whispered. "Oh shit, that feels good. Give it to me harder. I love it!"
This time she knew she was going to make it. Already her body was churning with excitement. Again and again she could feel the fluttery jumping sensations in her hot belly. She lifted her ass higher to take his cock as deep into her as she could.
"I'm going to cum," she groaned. "Oh, I'm going to fucking cum! Oh, shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh fucking shiiiit!"
She screamed again as the hot pleasure went through her. She couldn't control the movement of her body. Her cunt was shooting pussy juices out over his cock. Willie didn't mind. He only fucked her harder, his big balls slapping her ass loudly.
The last spasm went through Angie's body, but she didn't stop moving. She wanted him to enjoy it. She kept lifting her ass up as high as she could. His cock was already leaking jism. She clamped her thighs together tightly around his waist as he rode into her like an animal. His thick cockhead was growing inside her.
"Oh, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to cum inside you. Oh fucking shit, I'm cumming. Oh shiiit!"
Willie stabbed his hot prick deep into her. His prick started spurting hot jism again and again. It was filling her up. She kept moving her ass as she drained Willie's cock completely dry for him. Willie gave her a couple of dozen hard thrusts and finally his cock slipped wetly out of her. She had been satisfied but somehow it wasn't enough. The men had lit a fire inside her that would never be put out.
Chapter Nine
Angie no longer tried to escape. She no longer tried to do anything but what she was told to do and she did that willingly. Somehow she had started thinking of herself as forever living in the woods with Richard. It came as a complete shock when Richard finally kicked her out.
The morning had started in a regular way. He had fucked her silly and then made her cook his breakfast. Then he had allowed her to take a shower and to put on one of his shirts. His shirt came down to just above her knees. She wondered what he had in mind when he told her to get into the car.
He drove down the highway a little and then pulled over to the shoulder.
"Get out," he said.
She didn't understand. She looked at him as if she expected him to explain just what she was supposed to do. Instead he reached over and pushed open the door.
"Get out!" he said again.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"I want you to get the fuck out of the car," he answered.
"But why? I don't understand."
"You don't have to understand. Just get out. I'm all done with you. You're free to go. Get out of the car. Now!"
She couldn't believe it was happening to her. A few days ago she would have run out of the car. Now she was strangely hesitant as she remembered the life she had left. She realized that she had left a very boring, safe life. It had been everything but fun.
"But I don't want to go," she said.
"Oh no," he said. "You'd better go. You don't want to make me mad, cunt. I might change your looks."
"I just don't understand," she said. "Please don't make me go. Not yet. Not now. What will I do?"
"You'll go back to your husband, that's what," he said. "Don't you get it yet, bitch? You bore the hell out of me. You were a little bit fun at first, because I like different pussy, but now you're just boring. So get the fuck out."
He was telling her the truth. She could read it in his eyes. He was tired of her. He wanted her out of the car and there wasn't anything she could do to convince him otherwise. She shrugged her shoulders and got out of the car. She barely got the door closed before he was spinning gravel as his car screeched away.
Angie was left alone in the silence but she wasn't left alone long. It was almost like it had been planned that the police would come along at that moment. It was a policeman she recognized, young Matt Kimberly. He hadn't been a policeman for very long. He was tall and handsome and a lot of women in town flirted with him. Angie had never flirted but she had been tempted a couple of times. He noticed her standing by the road as he drove past. She heard the screeching of brakes and then he was turn in around as fast as he could.
He slammed on his brakes beside her for a second time He got out of the car and there was confusion in his face. He looked like he wanted to be sympathetic but he couldn't help noticing the way she was dressed. Perhaps it was natural for a man to notice something like that. His hot eyes went up and down her body and it made her shiver.
"Mrs. Norman," he said. "I can't believe it! Everybody's been looking for you. Where the hell have you been?"
"I was kidnapped," she answered.
"Kidnapped. Who kidnapped you?"
She hesitated. For a moment she had been going to blurt out everything. Then she thought about all the things she would have to go through and somehow held her back from telling on Richard. She didn't know why but she just couldn't.
"I don't know," she said. "They wore masks and they kept me locked up."
"Did they do anything to you?" Matt asked.
His eyes kept going over her and she knew what he was thinking. He was thinking that he would like to do something to her himself. His eyes burned holes in the shirt she was wearing and it made her shiver. She couldn't believe it. Richard hadn't let her go but five minutes and she was already thinking about fucking another man. He was making her hot just looking at her.
"Could you take me back to my husband?" she asked.
"Sure, Mrs. Norman," he said. "First I must make a report. Are you sure you didn't recognize any of them?"
"No," she answered.
"Well, it won't take me long to make a report. Why don't you get in and I'll just make a few notes."
He watched her with hungry eyes as she slipped into the front seat with him. He watched how her shirt slipped up to her upper thighs. She pulled it down but his eyes still feasted on the creamy expanse of thigh flesh.
"How many men were there?" he asked.
"Three or four," she answered. "I don't really remember!"
"And they didn't do anything to you?"
"Of course not," she answered.
"Are you sure? A good-looking woman like you. I don't see how they resisted doing something to you. I mean, I would think that's why you were kidnapped."
He could see the hesitation in her eyes and he moved closer. Somehow his hand was on her knee. Things were already getting out of hand. There was a fluttery sensation in her stomach. She was trembling as she turned to look at him.
"They didn't do anything to me," she said.
"Then they were a bunch of stupid bastards,"
He was rubbing her knee. His fingers were very hot. He moved his hand up her legs until he was at the inside of her soft thighs. She tried to look shocked but her body was already moving down in the seat. His fingers touched her naked pussy.
"Are you sure they didn't do anything, baby?" he asked. "I mean, you are dressed kind of funny."
"They did things to me," she said. "They did awful things to me. Awful things."
"What kind of awful things, baby?" he asked. "Did they rape you? Did they fuck your pussy? Did you suck them off?"
"Yes," she whispered. "They made me do all those things!"
His hand touched her pussy. His fingers stroked her wet cuntlips and another hot shiver went through her. One of his fingers stabbed into her cunt. He moved it around inside her for a moment and then pushed another finger into her pussy.
"Oh," she moaned. "Oh yes!"
"You do like that, baby?" he asked. "They made a hot cunt out of you. I never would have believed it."
"Yes," she whispered. "Yes. They made a hot cunt out of me!"
Angie was sliding down in the seat. Her shirt had slipped up completely above her fleshy thighs and her cunt was exposed. She looked down and she could see his fingers sliding in and out of her slippery cunt. She could feel the wet juices on her thighs.
He crammed another finger into her pussy. He started jabbing his fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as he could. His jabbing fingers were making her hot. She was already lifting her ass up to meet his thrusts. He slipped his other hand up to her tits and started fondling them through her shirt.
"That's good," she moaned. "Oh, that's so good!"
It didn't matter that they were in a police car or that someone might pass by. It didn't even matter that she hardly knew this man. The only thing that mattered was that his hand felt good. His fingers felt so good thrusting up inside her. She spread her legs wider. She reached up and started undoing the buttons on her shirt.
"Oh yes, baby," he groaned.
His hand slipped into her shirt and he cupped one of her big titties. His fingers gripped at her titty-flesh. He stroked one of her hot nipples and then rolled it in his fingers. She was gasping for breath.
"Just let me suck on one of those juicy tits," he said softly.
He pulled the shirt all the way apart and he bent his head down. He started licking at one of her swollen nipples. She groaned and pressed her titty closer against his lips. He opened his mouth and took it inside his mouth. He sucked on it gently. His teeth scraped her sensitive titty-flesh.
"Suck me, baby," she moaned. "I can't help it. Suck my tits. Suck me good!"
His mouth opened wider and he was somehow getting nearly all of her titty into his mouth. He started sucking hard. His teeth bit down on her titty flesh and then he washed it with his tongue. He pulled his head back and started licking at her hot pink nipple. Then he moved his face to her other nipple and started biting and gently sucking at it. His fingers kept jabbing in and out of her hot cunt until she was going to pass out from the passion. He moved his finger around until it was brushing gently at her clitty. Another wicked jolt of passion went through her.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh yes, that's so nice!"
He started biting her again. He was biting her savagely and she didn't mind. It kept sending shivers through her. She reached down and started running her fingers through his hair. He sucked at her titties a little harder.
"Baby, suck me," she whispered. "Oh yes, baby. That feels so fucking good!"
She had to find out what he had in his pants. She reached down and found his cock pushing at the front of his trousers. Her fingers outlined the length of his cock and she was surprised. It was big enough to suit her needs. She ran her fingers up and down the length of it. She felt him shudder.
"You know how to make a man happy," he groaned. "Oh shit, baby, you are something else!"
His teeth nipped at her tender titty-flesh. He sucked hard at her nipple. He moved his tongue down her body and kissed her belly. She moved her position and his tongue went lower. He was kissing at her navel. His tongue was inches away from where his fingers were thrusting into her pussy.
Angie reached down for the back of his head. She scrunched up in the seat a little more and his head went between her legs. He started licking at her swollen cuntlips. She opened her legs a little wider and put both hands on the back of his head.
"Oh yes," she whispered. "You know how to make me feel good. Oh yes, do that to me!"
He laughed as his wet tongue began to slide up and down inside her cuntlips. She held onto the back of his head tightly and she started pushing her cunt up against his tongue. Somehow his tongue seemed to slide as deeply as a cock into her pussy. He started moving his tongue around inside her.
"Oh yes," she groaned. "That's good. That good. You don't know how good you're making me feel!"
His hands gripped her asscheeks tightly and his tongue started moving in and out of her cunt. She was getting hotter than hell. Her ass was moving up and down. Her clitty was hard as a rock. She spread her legs wider and crammed her cunt harder into his face. She knew her cunt was dripping juice but he didn't seem to mind. He kept eating her cunt until her entire body was shaking with pleasure.
Matt had her on the edge and he knew it. He pulled his tongue out of her wet cunt. He licked at her thighs. He licked all the way down to one knee. He licked back up to her pussy. He moved his face away and then lifted his body up on top of hers. She felt the hard line of his cock against her cunt.
"Take it out, you little cunt," he groaned.
She was desperate for his cock. She reached down for his big prick again. Her fingers stroked the long length of his prick. She stroked the head of his cock for a few seconds. She found the buckle of his trousers and she pulled it down and reached in for his cock. She could feel the leather of his gunbelt and his pistol rubbing against her. But she didn't care about that. All she cared about was getting his cock inside her.
She was fumbling with his cock. He pulled back and pulled off his leather belt and slid his trousers and shorts down to his knees. She grabbed at his cock. His fat prick felt good to her fingers. She closed her fingers around it for a few moments. She ran her fingers down to his big balls. She fingered his heavy balls. She moved her hand back up to his fat cock. Her fingers circled his heavy prick. She spread her legs a little wider and moved her cunt against his hard prick.
"Stick it in me, baby," she whispered. "I need it bad. Stick it in my pussy!"
He slipped his hands underneath her again. He gripped her ass and pushed his cockhead up against her cunt. She spread her legs a little wider and his cockhead popped into her cunt. She wanted him to drive his cock inside her but he wouldn't move. Instead he moved his hard cock up and down inside her cunt.
"Put it in me, you bastard," she groaned, "I want to feel your hot cock. Put it inside me now. I need your cock!"
He didn't put it into her as fast as she needed it. It was like he was teasing her. He moved slowly and she could feel his hard cock spreading her cuntlips apart. He lodged it half inside her and she felt the snug pressure of his balls against her. He slid one hand out from underneath her and moved his hand up to play with her titties. His fingers gripped her titty-flesh and made her shiver.
"You're making me hot," she whispered. "Oh come on, baby. Put it inside me all the way.
He finally gave her what she needed. He moved slowly and pressed his fat cock all the way up into her hot cunt. He kept his prick lodged deep inside her without moving. He had driven it deep inside her pussy and his cockhead seemed to throb inside her belly. He pulled back and rammed it deep into her again.
"How do you like that, baby?" he asked.
"I love it," she whispered. "I love your hot cock. Give it to me good. I love it!"
His hand slipped back beneath her again. He was lifting her ass up with both hands as he started pushing his cock in and out of her wet cunt. This was what she needed. He was giving her a good fucking.
"Shake that ass for me, baby," he said. "Shake your fucking ass for me!"
He was ramming his cock deep into her belly. He wasn't being gentle but she didn't want him to be gentle. She wanted his cock as deep inside her as he could put it.
"Fuck me like a whore," she whispered. "Don't be gentle. Fuck me hard!"
He wasn't going to be gentle. He gripped her asscheeks a little harder and he began ramming his cock in and out of her cunt. His big prick seemed to go all the way through her body. She found herself lifting up her ass to take his prick even deeper into her cunt. She started squeezing her cuntwalls around his prick. He started moving around so his hard cockhead was rubbing against her clitty.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's what I want. Give it to me harder. Give it to me hard. I want your cock hard!"
His body seemed to crush hers. He was pressing his body against her so tightly that it was squeezing her titties flat. She started lifting her ass up even higher, trying to take his prick even deeper into her cunt.
"Fuck me good," she moaned. "Oh yes, you are fucking me good. You're fucking me good!"
He was pounding her, driving his prick deep into her cunt like the thrusting of a piston. She spread her legs wider. Some of his cum was starting to leak inside her. She squeezed her cunt walls together again, feeling the fluttery sensations in her belly.
"I'm going to cum," she whispered. "Oh yes, I'm going to cum and it feels so good. It feels so fucking good. Your cock is making me feel good and I'm cumming. Oh fucking shit. Shiiiit!"
Her entire body seemed to shudder as she came off the car seat. She couldn't control herself. Her pussy flooded his hard cock with her cunt juices. She kept coming up and taking his prick as deep into her pussy as she could.
"You sweet little bitch," he said. "You sweet fucking bitch. What a fucking piece of ass!"
He began to ram her as hard as he could. He was driving his prick even deeper into her wet pussy. His balls were slapping against the cheeks of her ass and she could feel how heavy they were. They were filled with cum for her.
His hands slipped up to her titties again and he started mauling them. He was panting in her ear as he tried to drive his prick even deeper into her pussy.
"I'm going to flood your cunt, bitch," he said. "I'm going to fill up your fucking pussy with my cum. I'm going to cum right inside your pussy. I'm going to fuck your cunt. Oh fuuuuuck!"
He rammed her hard and his prick grew inside her pussy. She didn't stop shaking her ass. She wanted to squeeze out every drop of his cum. She squeezed a little harder and his prick started spurting hot cum. She kept moving her ass until she was sure she had drained his cock completely dry and had satisfied him.
"Now I'll take you home to your husband, baby," he told her. "I'm sure he's missing an educated piece of ass like yours."
Angie wondered if that really was true.
Chapter Ten
There was a lot of publicity before her life got back to normal. Her husband was exactly the same, he hadn't changed in the least. He was still interested in his work and he took it for granted that she would still be interested in her charities. But it wasn't that way with Angie. She was bored after only a few weeks at home and her body ached for something. She didn't want to admit it to herself. She didn't want to admit that she missed Richard's fucking and his brutal treatment of her. But deep down she knew it was true.
She didn't know how it really started, but somehow she found herself driving in the direction of Richard's cabin one afternoon. She took the turn-off. Her heart was pounding as she drove down the long dirt road. But it didn't do her any good. The cabin was deserted and it looked like it had been deserted for a long time, probably from the day that Richard had left her.
After that, she was really desperate.
She even went looking for Jack and John, hoping for any kind of excitement. But Jack and John had also left town. Perhaps they had all been frightened of what she might do. She hated them all over again. She hated them because they had lit fires inside her belly and then they had left without quenching them.
A couple of times she found her gardener looking at her strangely and one afternoon she followed him out to the tool shed. She had been crazy for his cock. She had practically raped him. She had backed him up against the wall and put his cock inside her and bounced on it until the sweet pleasure spasms had rocked her body. But it had not been enough.
She had tried Matt out again. She liked the uniform and she liked fucking in the back seat of his police car, but Matt was lacking something. He didn't have that take command attitude that she so desperately needed. She wanted a man to command her as Richard had commanded. She wanted to be fuck-slave for a man.
She knew it was crazy but she started driving around in her car and looking at men. It took the place of her charity work. Her husband never asked where she was. It was like he trusted her completely or maybe he just didn't care. She didn't know how wrong she was until she drove. in the yard one evening and her husband was standing outside waiting on her. She hadn't even known he would be home so early.
"Hi, honey," she said.
"Where have you been?" Ben Norman asked his wife. "Where have you been out dressed like a whore?"
She was stunned at her husband's words. She looked down at herself. She really hadn't thought she was dressed like a whore but she could see how her style of clothing had changed since she had been kidnapped. Her skirt was upper mid-thigh length and clinging and she wore a sweater with no bra. Her full, melon-shaped tits were trying to jiggle out of the sweater. Her nipples were showing hard.
"Answer my question," he said.
"I haven't been anywhere," she said. "Just out driving around."
"And acting like a whore. Who have you been fucking today? The gardener? Or the policeman? Or did you find somebody else to fuck?"
She couldn't believe her husband. She had thought he was the type who had his head buried in the sand as far as she was concerned. Now it seemed like she had been fooling herself. He understood a lot better than she had thought he did.
"I don't understand what you're talking about," she said.
"Sure you do, bitch," he said. "You understand perfectly. You've been out fucking. Who was it today?"
"How dare you talk to me that way!" she asked.
"I always talk to whores that way," he answered her.
Ben's face was as hard as she had ever seen it. She shuddered a little as she stepped back. She didn't know what was going to happen, but it was not what she expected. Her husband had never been a violent man but now he showed her he was capable of it.
She was not expecting it when he hit her. It seemed like there were skyrockets that went off in her head. For a moment she was dizzy. She found herself lying on her back with her husband standing over her.
"Ben, don't," she said.
"You thought I wouldn't find out, didn't you, bitch?" he told her. "You thought your husband was stupid and you would keep it a secret from him. You thought wrong, bitch!"
She started to get up and he hit her again. He looked around and took a deep breath. He seemed to be remembering that there were neighbors who might be watching and he was still the Mayor. He reached down and grabbed her by her hair, half dragging her toward the front door.
"Stop, Ben," she said frantically. "Please stop!"
"Stop, bitch?" he said. "Hell, I'm just getting started. I'm just getting fucking started!"
She heard the ring of truth in his words. Her heart almost stopped. She had never been scared of her husband before but she was scared of him now, as scared as she'd been of Richard.
He dragged her inside the house. She tried to back away but there was no escaping his huge hand. He started hitting her. She was knocked back against the wall and she couldn't escape. He kept hitting her and she tasted blood from a split lip.
"I'll teach you, bitch," he told her. "I'll teach you to fuck around on me!"
She cringed as he reached for her. This time he didn't slap her. Instead he grabbed her sweater and peeled it up her body. She couldn't stop him from pulling it off her head. Her melon-shaped tits bobbled as he looked at her as if he was seeing her tits for the very first time.
"Is this what the men like about you, baby?" he asked. "Do the men like your big, hot tits? Is that it?"
"Stop," she begged him.
He reached down and grabbed her tits. He held onto them tightly for a few moments. Then he began to squeeze until there were jolts of pain going through her body. He started moving his fingers over her swollen nipples.
"I bet you love having your tits played with, bitch," he told her. "I bet you like having your big, hot tits played with!"
Ben wasn't playing with her, he was hurting her. His fingers kept pinching at her nipples and he massaged her hot tits until she was shivering with pain and pleasure. He suddenly bent down and started licking at one of her nipples. She was confused about what her husband had in mind. She wasn't sure if he was going to fuck her or kill her.
"Don't hurt me," she whispered. "Don't hurt me, please!"
"I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget," he said.
He stopped playing with her tits. He grabbed her by her hair and half dragged her into the living room. He slapped her again as they ended up in front of the couch.
"Get naked, bitch," he said. "Get your fucking clothes off. I want to see what you've been giving away to all those men."
"You've seen it before," she said.
"Get your fucking clothes off," he said.
She was trying to back away from him. She started pulling her skirt off as quickly as she could. She dropped the skirt on the floor and started pulling off her panties. She realized that her husband had never seen her naked this way. It had always been in the privacy of the bedroom and there had always been dim lights. She had never been naked in the living room.
"That's it, baby," he said. "That's the fucking way. Now you're naked as hell, you bitch."
Her husband reached down and unzipped his trousers. This was something else she'd never done for him but she realized that she was going to have to satisfy him. It seemed like he knew everything that had been going on.
"All right, bitch," he said. "Let's see how hungry you are. Feast on my cock. You'd better do a good job, baby. A good fucking job. Do it or I'll hurt you!"
A funny sensation went through her as her husband commanded her to suck his cock. Her husband had never been so much in charge before. He reminded her of Richard. A month before and she would have hated her husband for this. Now she found it was making her hot.
He reached inside his trousers and pulled out his cock. He unbuckled his belt and tugged his trousers down. He wasn't wearing shorts. His fat cock looked bigger than she had ever seen it before. She felt strange as she reached up for his cock. Her fingers stroked his hot cockflesh. His fingers circled his cockflesh and her hand started moving up and down. She saw a little bit of jism on the end of his cock. He put his hands on the back of her head.
"Come on and suck it, bitch," he said.
She was getting plenty of practice sucking cock. She moved her head forward and touched the end of her tongue to his cockhead. She tasted some of his cum. Her tongue swirled around in her mouth and she swallowed his jism.
"That's right, bitch," he said. "Suck on my fucking cock!"
She pushed her face forward. His hands twirled in her hair and he pulled her face closer to his cock. She began licking at his fat cockhead. She opened her mouth and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She rolled his cockhead over her tongue. Her teeth gripped around his prickflesh and she moved her head forward. She was taking even more of his fat prick into her mouth. His prickflesh was sliding over her tongue and slowly into the back of her throat. She didn't gag. Again she found herself enjoying the taste and texture of his fat cockflesh.
"Yeah, you've been learning to like the taste of cock, haven't you, bitch? Haven't you?"
He didn't give her a chance to answer because so much of his cock was crammed into her mouth. He kept pushing, determined to get all of his fat prick inside her mouth.
He grabbed the back of her head and started ramming his prick in and out of her mouth. His cum was dripping down the back of her throat. His balls were slapping her chin. She started swallowing as fast as she could. His thick cum was filling her mouth, It was dripping out of the sides of her mouth along with her saliva. She opened her mouth wider and she started sucking his fat cockhead down the back of her throat. She moved, her head faster, her teeth skimming his fat cockflesh.
He grabbed the back of her head and started pushing his fat cockhead even deeper into her throat. She choked a couple of times but somehow she kept taking his prick into her mouth.
"Oh, baby," he groaned. "You do know how to use your fucking lips. You know how to suck a fucking cock!"
He continued to cram his fat cock into her mouth as hard and as fast as he could. His balls were slapping her chin. He was mouth fucking her as brutally as he could. She felt like her neck was going to break from the force of his fuck-thrusts.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "I'd like to cum in your mouth. I'd like to shoot my fucking wad in your mouth. I'm going to one day, but right now I'm going to fuck your sweet pussy!"
He pulled his hot cockflesh out of her mouth and he rubbed his prick against her face. She could feel his cum dripping down the side of her face.
"Turn around, bitch," he said. "Turn around and get on your hands and knees. I'm going to fuck your pussy hard. I'm going to wipe you out, baby!"
Angie turned around and went down on her hands and knees. She pressed her face against the floor. He half-kneeled behind her. He reached around and grasped her big titties. His fingers moved over her erect nipples and she shivered with pleasure. He moved forward and his prickhead pressed against her cunthole.
"I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to wear your ass out!"
His hands gripped her hanging titties. He pushed forward a little and his cockhead stretched her cunthole. Her husband had fucked her many times but she had never known him to be this savage. It sent shivers of pleasure through her body.
His hands gripped her tits tightly. He kept running his fingers back and forth over her hard, throbbing nipples. He pushed forward and his cock was half inside her. He started moving his hips around so that his cock was making a wide circle inside her cunt. He pushed into her cunt hard. His prick slid deep into her pussyhole and his balls slapped her lower belly hard. His balls felt even heavier as he pressed his cock hard against her cunt.
He began to fuck her. It wasn't like it had been those times before. Now he was slamming his prick into her cunt like an animal. He bent forward and started biting her neck.
"I'm going to fuck you silly, baby," he said. "I'm going to fuck your hot ass off!"
He began to fuck her in long, deep thrusts. His balls slapped her loudly and she could feel how much heavier they had gotten in just a few moments. Her husband was really excited and that caused her belly to do nervous things.
"Oh yes, fuck me," she whispered. "You've never made me feel like this before. Fuck me!"
His hands really bruised her tits. It was painful but she didn't mind. Instead she found herself pushing back against his thrusting cock. She was taking his prick deep inside her cunt and squeezing it with her cuntwalls. She could sense his increased excitement. He began to pound her even harder.
"You whore," he groaned. "You fucking whore!"
"That's what I am," she whispered. "I'm a fucking whore. I'm a whore for you. Give me your cock!"
He was breathing hard against her ear. He had turned into a complete animal. She couldn't control the shudders of her body. Again he was biting her neck as he fucked her.
Ben took his cock out of her and she protested loudly. But this time he wasn't trying to tease her. He rolled her over on her back and spread her legs with one hand.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to make you crazy with my fucking cock!"
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh yes!"
He pushed her legs wider apart and then felt between them. He settled his body down on top of hers. His big prick pressed against her snug cunthole. He pushed slowly and his cockhead popped into her already wet cunt.
"Don't make me wait," Angie moaned. "Put that mother-fucker in my pussy. I need it now!"
Her husband might have been shocked over what she said but it didn't slow him down. He slid his hands underneath her and grabbed her asscheeks. He rammed all of his cockmeat into her pussy. He gripped her tightly and began fucking her again. This time he wasn't fucking her slowly, he was slamming her as hard as he could.
"Raise your legs, baby," he said. "Lift your legs and wrap them around my back!"
She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back. His prick was sliding deeper into her cunt. He slammed his cock into her as savagely as he could and his big balls kept slapping her. His prick was growing inside her. She could already feel some of his dripping cum in her pussy.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Fuck me hard. Fuck me, baby!"
He was already fucking her as hard as he could. His fingers were tugging at her asscheeks. He had her asscheeks wide apart and one finger probed at her asshole. He was fucking her as hard as he had ever fucked her before.
Her belly started fluttering. She could feel her juices sliding out of her cunt. She started lifting her ass a little higher. Her tits felt so swollen and itchy. She was rubbing her tits hard against his chest.
"I'm going to cum," she whispered. "I'm going to fucking cum! It feels good. I'm fucking cumming. Oh fucking shit! Shit! Oh fuuuck!"
Her body twisted and turned and she couldn't control it. She was shaking all over. She kept pushing herself hard against his hard cock as the spasms went through her. Her juices seemed to shoot out of her pussy but he didn't seem to mind. He kept slamming his fat prick into her cunt.
"So good," she moaned. "That's so good!"
"You're damn right it's good, baby," he said. Now his prick was making wet sounds as he plowed his cock into her. He was tearing his cockhead all the way through her body. She raised her legs a little higher, lifting her ass and pushing against his cock as hard as she could.
"Cum in me," she whispered. "Shoot your jism in me. Cum in me now, baby. Cum in me!"
"I'm going to cum in you, baby," he said. "I'm going to cum in your fucking cunt. I'm going to cum in your pussy. I'm going to fucking cum. Oh fucking shit! Oh shit. Shiiit!"
He stabbed hard into her cunt and his prick seemed to explode deep inside her pussy. It seemed like his cum was spurting in a dozen directions at once. He was filling her up with his cum. She kept lifting up and riding his cock as she drained his fat cock dry.
Finally, he stopped fucking her and he pulled his cock out of her. He rolled over on his back, breathing heavily. Angie didn't know what made her do it, but she raised up and lowered her head to his crotch. She slowly licked his cock up and down until she had cleaned his prick completely. Ben reached down and stroked the back of her head.
"You're a bitch, baby," he said. "You're a dirty bitch, but I think I'm going to keep you around for a while. Just to satisfy me."
"Anything you want, baby," she told her husband.
And she meant it. She was thankful to Richard for one thing-he had taught her how to appreciate her husband.
