The California sun was dazzlingly hot as the car sped south on U.S. 101 through Oxnard. About halfway through the sprawling city a sign announced the junction of 101 and the Coast Highway, a winding road that went through the beach communities of Port Hueneme, Malibu, and Santa Monica.
On a whim, the driver decided to take the longer route, knowing that hundreds of bikini-clad young nymphets could be seen along the highway. He massaged his thick cock through his trousers lewdly, feeling the old familiar sensations of pleasure course through his body from the touch of his fingers on the massive organ.
He felt good, better than he had felt in years, and things promised to get even better if the job he had been hired to do went as planned. He grinned to himself, pressing down a little harder on the car's accelerator to increase the speed of the sleek Cadillac.
In a short time he was past the congestion of the city and on the divided highway that ran along the sprawling U.S. Navy Base of Port Hueneme. To his right he could see the warning signs announcing the firing range used by the base personnel, and he had an uncontrollable impulse to activate the electric window on the right side of the car and get off a few rounds from the .45 caliber automatic on the seat beside him. Then, glancing in the rear-view mirror, he saw another car following closely, and he gave up the idea.
He loved the feel of the sleek and powerful car under him. The car and the expensive but flashy clothing in the trunk were all that remained of his share of the last robbery in Seattle. All of the rest of the money had gone for expensive hotels, luxurious living, and high-priced call-girls in San Francisco.
He begrudged himself none of the luxuries the money had bought, knowing that he could always get more to continue the wild sprees that had become his way of life in the past several years.
His name was Gus Hammond, but everyone-including his own mother-called him Ape! It was his mother, as a matter-of-fact, who had given him the nickname affectionately when he was growing up. And he looked very much like an ape, with thick black hair covering his muscular upper torso, a thick nose that had been battered into an unrecognizable shape, and long powerful arms that seemed to reach almost down to his knees when he stood up.
He didn't mind being called Ape-he was used to it by now, and it added a touch of rough glamor to the tales people told about his vicious and unpredictable nature. And there were other compensations-like the amazing number of beautiful women who seemed fascinated by this ugly and hulking man, became so turned on by the erotic thoughts of having a virtual animal shove his cock up into their tight little cunts that they couldn't shed their clothing fast enough!
Not all women reacted that way, of course. Many were terrified of him, shivering fearfully at the raw sexual power he exuded from every pore of his body. Perversely, these were the ones he liked best, the frightened and uptight cunts whom he delighted in fucking against their will.
Nothing in the world gave him such a sense of erotic power as forcing one of them to spread her legs for him, or forcing her ripe lips and mouth open with the brute strength of his massive cock.
He rubbed his prick more violently as he drove by the beach at Point Mugu and saw the almost naked flesh of several nubile young girls cavorting in the sand and water. He was tempted to stop and try to pick one of them up, but decided at the last minute against it. He had promised Harry Rhodes that he would be in Los Angeles by three o'clock, and it was almost two already.
He desperately wanted a drink, but the bottle on the floor under his feet was empty, and the nearest liquor store was another ten miles up the highway. Cursing himself for not replenishing his supply in Oxnard, he speeded up, licking his lips in anticipation of the first taste of the expensive cognac he habitually drank.
Suddenly his foot hit the brakes as he saw a beat-up old VW camper sitting alongside the highway a few hundred feet ahead. It was obvious that the owner, a scantily-clad young girl, was in trouble. She stood at the back of the camper and waved her arms at him to stop.
He slowed to a crawl, carefully looking for any other person near the camper. There seemed to be no one, only the frantically waving girl, and he brought the car to a complete stop just in front of the VW.
His heart was pumping wildly, and the heated mound of cock-flesh at his groin was throbbing painfully as he waited for the girl to run up to his side of the car. He reached over and flicked the button for the electric window.
"Oh, thanks for stopping," the young girl said, breathing heavily and out of wind. She leaned her hands on the side of the car for a moment to catch her breath. "Christ, I've been standing there waving for fifteen or twenty minutes and no one would stop! Aren't there any good Samaritans left in the world?"
Ape chuckled in reply and pushed the door of the car open as the girl stepped back. He could feel her eyes running up and down his body, mentally sizing him up, taking in the bulk of him and trying to decide whether she should be glad he had stopped to help her-or afraid!
"What seems to be the trouble?" he asked.
"I don't know," she shrugged. "I was just driving along and the oil light came on. I figured I could make it to the next gas station, but before I'd gotten even two or three miles there was the most awful clanking and grinding sound and then the damned old thing stopped dead!"
"Honey, I think you probably threw a rod," Ape said, shaking his head at the stupidity of anyone who wouldn't make sure they had oil before driving any distance.
"Is that serious?"
"Yeh, it's serious all right," he replied. "You probably ruined the motor. Where are you going?"
"To Malibu," the girl said, angrily kicking the tires of the old camper. "Are you sure it's a ... a...."
"A rod," he said.
"... yes, a rod. Are you sure that's it?"
"Honey, even if it isn't, you can't drive this thing," he answered her, getting a good look at the girl for the first time.
She was, as he had thought, about twenty years old, a willowy brunette of medium height and weight, but whose flesh was distributed voluptuously over her exciting body. Her gleaming black hair was tied at the back of her neck in a bun, framing perfect features and her even white teeth. She was dressed only in a pair of tight cut-offs, an equally tight t-shirt which revealed more of her swollen breasts than it concealed, and a pair of Mexican sandals. Every bit of the warm flesh that was visible to his lewdly probing eyes was burned an exciting mahogany by the hot sun. As his glance swept down over her flaring young hips into the space at the bottom of her belly where her creamy thighs came together, he could almost imagine the succulent little slit of her pussy, and how it would be covered with the fine fleece of her dark pubic hair.
"What am I going to do?" the girl asked dejectedly. "I've got to get this damned old wreck into a garage or something. I can't let it sit on the highway!"
"I'll take you as far as Trancas Beach," Ape suggested, his half-hard cock now throbbing to life from the nearness of the sexy young girl. He knew that once he got her into his car he could decide what to do with her, and that the longer they stood on the highway the better the chances were that a sheriffs car or a highway patrolman would come along. "You can call for a tow-truck from there."
She seemed to be considering his offer, looking back and forth between the disabled camper and his sleek Cadillac. Only once did she look directly at him, and that was only for a split-second.
"Gee, I don't know," she mused. "Maybe I should stay with this thing and let you telephone for me."
Ape could almost read her mind. Snotty little cunt! he told himself angrily. The little bitch thinks the whole fucking world exists to make her comfortable! Why in the hell should he go out of his way to stop and make her telephone call?
He half-turned toward his waiting car.
"Suit yourself, kid," he shrugged. "But I ain't got time to stop and call anybody for you. You want to stay here it's okay by me."
He started toward his car, knowing that at any moment she would call out and stop him. He wasn't disappointed. Before he had time to open his car door she was crying out to him to stop.
"Hey, I've changed my mind," she said. "Let me lock the camper and I'll be right with you!"
Ape was smiling smugly as he got into the Cadillac and started the motor. He picked up the .45 caliber pistol and slid it down under the driver's seat, waiting for her to finish locking the VW. Okay, cunt, he thought obscenely to himself, rubbing his prick again, the quicker we get started the quicker I'm going to get my cock up into that tight pussy of yours!
She climbed in beside him and closed the door, looking straight ahead, her long, tanned legs stretched out in front of her in the roomy front seat. She looked even younger than before to Ape, and he licked his lips in lewd anticipation of what he was going to do to the girl.
Ape knew the highway well, having lived in Los Angeles for several years at an earlier point in his life. Trancas Beach with its collection of service stations and stores was about eight miles up the road, but there were several fire-roads and canyons that branched off the left of the highway, any one of which would be suitable for what Ape had in mind.
"Do you live in Los Angeles?" the girl asked, feeling that she ought to make conversation, but not really very interested in anything the ugly man might have to say.
"Naw, I travel around a lot," he answered cryptically. "You know, Vegas, Miami, Frisco."
"Oh, that must be nice," she said, only half-hearing what Ape had said. Her mind was concentrated on the owner of the van, a slim-hipped and long-haired youth who had rented the Malibu cottage next to the one where she was staying with the four other stewardesses. She knew that the boy would be furious with her, but there seemed nothing she could do except to get the VW repaired as quickly as possible. Damn! She thought to herself bitterly, this is going to ruin my vacation! Her bank account contained only a hundred and some odd dollars at the moment, barely enough for her to live until the next payday, and she resented having to spend anything on repairs to the VW.
Suddenly she was aware that the Cadillac had turned off the highway. Alarmed, she looked over at the man with a frightened look on her pretty face., "What are you doing?" she cried out. "This isn't Trancas!"
"It sure as hell isn't, honey," he chuckled mirthlessly, showing her the pistol he had retrieved from under the seat. "You just keep your fucking mouth shut and you won't get hurt, understand?"
"Oh God, stop! Stop this car immediately!" she screamed, trying to pull her door open, unaware that Ape had locked all the doors from his side of the car. "Please, let me out!"
He laughed again, skillfully maneuvering the big car up the dirt road.
"Please! Stop this car immediately or I'll ... I'll ... I'll tell the police!"
"Sure, baby, you do that!" Ape roared with laughter. "I'll stop by the next pay phone and even lend you a dime! Only there ain't no telephones on this road, bitch!"
Terrified now, the young girl huddled against her side of the car, watching his every move with fearful eyes, praying that he wasn't going to harm her. She wondered how she could have been so stupid to accept a ride with a stranger, especially someone as dangerous-looking as this hairy man. For the first time she noticed the throbbing hardness at his swollen groin, and she shivered with uncontrollable fear. Oh God! she thought in desperation, he's going to rape me and then kill me!
The old fire-road wound upwards into the Malibu Mountains until it crested about three hundred feet above sea level. Ape drove on a little further, knowing that they were not visible from the highway, and that hardly anyone ever used these old roads for anything except dumping trash.
They passed a few stunted oak trees and other brush. Then, braking the car, Ape brought it to a stop at a wide place in the road.
"Okay, bitch," he said, turning to the girl and holding the gun pointed directly at her melon-shaped breasts, "I'm going to get out this side ... you follow me nice and easy and you won't get hurt!"
"What are you going to do to me?" she wailed, half out of her mind with horror.
"Do with you?" he asked incredulously. "Shit, honey, I'm going to give that cunt of yours the reaming of your fucking life! When I get through screwing you, you ain't never gonna be satisfied with no pimply-faced kid's cock again!" He paused and chuckled lewdly. "And maybe if you're real nice to me I'll let you give me a blow-job!"
She began screaming loudly, refusing to budge from where she crouched in the far side of the car. A scowl replaced the lewd grin on Ape's face and he reached inside the car and slapped her as hard as he could across the face with his hand, bringing a quick gasp of agony and terror from the shivering girl. Then, before she could scream again, he grabbed her left arm and cruelly pulled her across the seat and out of the car, throwing her into a tangled heap on the road.
"You open your mouth like that again and I'll kill you!" he warmed ominously, standing over her and watching her every move. She lay in the dirt with her legs stretched wide apart, her t-shirt snaking up almost to the bottoms of her heaving young breasts. "That's better, baby. Come on, get up!"
He reached down and helped her up, his strong hands holding her wrist like a stick of matchwood. Then, moving hurriedly, he pulled her around to the trunk of the car and unlocked it. He rummaged around in the piles of clothing and found what he was looking for-a thick length of rope.
"Please, please, let me go ... I won't tell anyone about this ... I promise you I won't ... only, for God's sake, let me goooooo!"
Angrily he raised his free hand again, prepared to strike her if she didn't stop yelling. Seeing the insane look in his eyes, the girl began trembling violently as she bit down on her lower lip to keep from shrieking out in terror.
Ape glanced quickly up and down the dirt road then, satisfied, he shoved the girl ahead of him and marched her toward a small outcropping of rocks a few dozen feet away. It was painful for her to walk in the thin sandals she wore, but Ape grunted and urged her on.
A small but thick-trunked tree grew up between the rocks. Ape took one end of the rope and quickly formed a loop around the girl's neck. When it was secure enough to hold her, but not tight enough to strangle her, he took the other end and wound it around the tree trunk and then tied it off.
Then, while the girl watched in horror, he swiftly stripped off his shirt and trousers and stood before her clad only in his thin jockey shorts and patent-leather shoes. Sitting down on a nearby rock, he kicked off his shoes and slipped his shorts down over his muscular legs.
The girl's eyes bugged-out as she saw his gigantic rod of heated male cock-flesh suddenly spring up from between his legs. It was huge, monstrous, thicker than her arm and at least a foot in length. Blood pumped through the shaft's rope-like veins and purplish knobhead as he reached down and stroked the awful instrument of torture.
"Ooohhhhhh, I'm afraid!" the girl whispered as he stood up and came closer to her. She forgot the rope around her neck momentarily, screaming out in pain as she tried to move away from him, brought up quickly and agonizingly by the coarse bond. "AAAAAAGGGHHH!"
"Go ahead, bitch," Ape called out to her. "You'll only break your neck if you move too quick! Why don't you just settle down and it'll be all over with before you know it!"
"Don't you come near me," the terrorized young girl commanded, her eyes full of salty tears now as she tried to retreat. "don't COME NEAR ME!"
"I'll bet you think you're too fucking good for an ugly bastard like me, don't you?" he asked hoarsely, stroking his cock in his meaty hand as he reached over and grabbed the front of her thin t-shirt and ripped the material to shreds, exposing the quivering young mounds of her luscious breasts. "Well, you stupid. bitch, you wouldn't believe all the high-class cunts who dig me balling them! I really know how to use this cock of mine, baby, and I'm gonna blow a load into your pussy that'll make you beg me for more!"
She backed away, but Ape lunged for her and pushed her down onto the ground. Holding her down with one hand, he quickly unzipped her cut-offs and yanked them roughly down her lithe long legs. Her tiny white bikini panties followed an instant later, the tight elastic stinging her skin as he tore them from her body. Brutally spreading her legs, he exposed the moist soft furrow of her pussy nestled in the sparse, softly curling dark tangle of pubic hair.
The girl was far from being a virgin, although she had never particularly liked sex or got much enjoyment from it. But as a stewardess for one of the smaller airlines, she knew it was expected that she would spread her legs for an occasional pilot or even passenger. When that happened she would lie and let the male meat pump into her without emotion, trying to get her mind on something else-something less unpleasant! Never in her life had she experienced anything like this! The man who was stripping off her clothing was an insane rapist-a huge and ugly man who looked more like an animal than a human. She flailed about on the hard ground, trying to escape his revolting touch. Her lush young body, usually so cool to the touch, was flushed and glistening with sweat.
At the sight of her so nakedly vulnerable and defenseless, Ape's throat tightened with passion. Her legs were spread wide apart now, and his eyes were wild with lust as he stared down at her moistly quivering cunt which seemed to contract in fear under his eyes. Suddenly, without any preparation, he jammed his outstretched and meaty middle finger harshly into the entrance of her tightly clenched little cuntal canal.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" the girl screamed, her inner cuntal walls contracting desperately against the unwanted intruder.
"Shut up," he growled, his voice hoarse with lust. "Shut up or I'll gag that pretty mouth of yours with my shorts!"
Almost unconsciously his free hand found the hairy sac of his balls, which throbbed and burned between his naked legs, aching for release. His prick, long and thick, was engorged with blood, making the cord-like blue veins stand out in sharp relief from the pulsing, purplish column. Relentlessly he twisted his finger, burrowing deeper into her still unprepared cunt. Her resistance only inflamed him more, making him angry and horny at the same time.
Suddenly he withdrew his finger from the tightness of her pussy and, grabbing her roughly by the arms, pulled her to her feet, forcing her backwards over a flattened rock. The girl cowered in front of him, hardly daring to wonder what he had in mind. He was like a madman, she thought, as he stood in front of her stroking his massive balls and thickly throbbing cock. His distended organ looked huge and frightening, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from it. Despite her horror, she was strangely fascinated by what was happening, as though a part of her were standing at a distance and watching Someone else about to be raped brutally.
"Spread your legs, cunt," he ordered harshly, "because I'm going to fuck you until you're begging for more!"
Hypnotized, the girl did as she was told. Leaning her arms against the rock for support, her legs splayed wide and her face streaked with tears, the young victim was a picture of abject humiliation, now even more desirable in Ape's eyes.
Grinning obscenely, his eyes glazed with lust, he came towards her, still stroking the long, blue-veined column of his prick and massaging the heavy, sperm-filled balls that swung lewdly down between his muscular thighs. Seizing her hand in an iron grip, he shoved it down between his legs, forcing her to touch his hotly pulsating flesh. Her flaring nostrils caught a faint musky aroma of pungent masculinity as he manipulated her hand up and down over the hard rubbery surface of his throbbing cock.
The touch of her small hand around the heavy hardness of his cock aroused alien feelings of tenderness in the brutal man. Closing his eyes for a moment, he let himself savor the tingling flashes of pleasure that surged through him, making him tremble with excitement.
"Oh, Jesus, this is going to be damned good," he moaned, pulling himself down over her helpless body and feeling her softly swollen nipples pushing against his hairy chest.
Suddenly the girl was seized with an insane desire to make the brutal rapist suffer as she was suffering at his hands. Taking advantage of his momentary vulnerability, she gave a vicious twist to his balls that caused him to scream out in pain. Without thinking, he slapped her sharply across the face, sending her slamming back against the hard rock.
"Dirty little bitch!" he scowled. "I'll fix you for that!"
He grabbed her brutally by her nakedly squirming buttocks, fitted his lust-swollen cock against her tightly contracting cuntal channel and, with one hard shove, rammed his massively pulsating prick deep up into her squirming belly.
His swollen rod was so thick that she felt as if a telephone pole had been shoved up inside her naked cunt.
"AAAAAAGGGHHH!" she screamed, struggling fiercely to get away. But every movement of her body only forced the torturous invading column of scalding male flesh deeper into her frantically resisting cuntal sheath.
Pulling her against him, Ape pried her tightly clenched buttocks apart with the palms of his hands. Powerless to resist, she cringed as his fingers began to teasingly explore the full length of her moistened furrow between her smoothly rounded ass-cheeks.
"Oh God, no, please, please ... don't do that!" she began with a shriek as the blunt tip of his middle finger began to probe the tiny entrance to her anal passage. But before she could scream again he stopped her protests by jamming his mouth against hers so hard that she thought she would pass out from the smothering intensity and the disgusting odor of cognac on his breath. The revolting feeling of hands back there, back where no one had ever touched her before, had a strange effect on the ravaged girl. The sensation was at once so horrible and pleaurable that she had to make an effort to keep from grinding her buttocks back obscenely in time with the piston-like rhythm of his long hard cock, which moved relentlessly up and down in her bruised and smarting pussy.
Oh God, what's happening to me? her mind screamed relentlessly. I can't let this happen ... I can't! Digging her nails into his shoulders, she struggled with all of her might to fight down the spiraling sensations that were racing through her lower body. She hated this gross, ugly man as much as she had ever hated anyone in her life-he was nothing but an animal, a disgusting, revolting rapist! But the hammering cock that was ramming up into her like a burning column of flesh and widening her tender little cuntal channel was doing strange and unbelievable things to her, making her pant and grunt with each soul-shattering thrust far up into the warm, wet cavern between her legs.
Suddenly he pressed her hand tightly against her buttocks and shoved his middle finger brutally all the way up into her tightly clenched little rectal canal, and the impaled young girl's body was convulsed with a searing, overwhelming pain.
"AAAIIIEEEEEE!" she screeched. "OH, DON'T, I CAN'T STAND THE PAIN! YOU'VE GOTTOSTOPPPPP!"
"Shut your fucking mouth, bitch, I ain't even started yet!" he snarled, burying his face against her neck and rubbing his beard on the softly defenseless flesh there.
He wanted to hurt her, to subjugate her entirely to his savage cock until she could resist no longer. Sadistically, he drove up into her cunt with even harder strokes, twisting his finger deeper into her painfully stretched asshole at the same time. Then, moving his ugly face down farther, he began licking and sucking and biting harshly on the soft, spongy flesh of her ripe young breasts.
The girl felt every area of her body suddenly assaulted with a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. From somewhere in the pit of her naked stomach she could feel wildly exciting waves of rapture begin to wash over her, slowly at first, then with increasing intensity, until her whole naked body was trembling and writhing out of control as she fought to stop the ecstasy he was giving her. She had never felt anything so excruciatingly intense in her young life, and she began to moan softly from the effort she was making to stop her traitorous body from screaming out her demands for more!
"Ooohhhhhh ... stop ... stop, please, no more ... no more!" she babbled almost incoherently, her hands making futile attempts to beat against his naked, hairy back.
"Beg me for it, cunt!" he scowled down at the girl, reveling in the way her lovely face was contorted with an incredible lust. "You want to get screwed, don't you ... DON'T YOU! Then, damn it, beg me!"
Suddenly the girl's body seemed to explode and she was moving furiously in unison with the lustful rapist, clawing at his naked back, bucking furiously in a hammer-like thrust in time with his thickly stroking prick.
"Yes ... yes...." she moaned, twisting her body wantonly against his. She knew that she had lost control now, that she was a sex-crazed cunt who had been awakened to the overwhelming and obscene ecstasies of sex. There was no turning back now-not as long as his cock was plunging up into her hungrily sucking cunt, not as long as her mind-boggling pleasure was about to be released in one turbulent orgasm that threatened to blow her apart.
Ape know suddenly that the girl was enjoying his brutal rape, and it made him feel a little sick inside. Not that he would stop, oh no, he was too far gone for that, needed the surge of scalding come shooting up through the tip of his massive prick! But the girl was somehow diminished in his eyes. She wasn't any longer the clean and unattainable beauty he had wanted to soil with his obscene cock. No, she was just another pig-a whore who fought him and then pleaded for more of his gigantic cock! He always felt this way when he fucked someone like the girl! Damn, he thought to himself bitterly, she's a fucking slut!
The revelation charged his body with an entirely new level of sexual excitement. His sperm-bloated balls shook and bounced beneath his wildly hammering cock and began to inflate and swell with his juices.
"You want it, you dirty slimy cunt, I'll give it to you!" he shouted in a rage of sadistic disappointment. "Here it comes, bitch, here it comes!"
His prick began to explode out the incredible flood of his pent up juices, making his cock jerk wildly with the soul-bending pleasure he felt in his balls and stomach. Spurt after heated spurt of his creamy liquid shot up into the girl's now frenzied cuntal sheath.
"OOOHHH GOO OOOODDDDDD!" she screeched, digging her nails into her tormentor's back and shoulders, drawing blood but not caring about anything except for the wetly pulsating spasms that were sending shivers of uncontrollable lust and pleasure racing through her whole naked body. If she had not been pressed tightly between the horrible rapist and the rock she would have gone into a fit of wild jerking and writhing, unable to contain the delicious sense of fulfillment she felt.
After what seemed like an eternity, she felt his huge cock slipping painfully out of her cunt, followed quickly by his finger from her clenching asshole. Her twin holes were flooded with pleasure, and she half-closed her eyes and lay back as he gruntingly drew his body up off her.
"Where are you going?" she whispered when she saw him head back toward the car.
"I'll be back in a minute, honey," he laughed.
As he had promised, he came back before she had time to shake her head clear of the passions that had just exploded her long-held aversion to sex. Her eyes widened with shock and horror as she saw the camera in his hand.
"What are you doing?" she screamed.
"Hold still, cunt, I'm gonna take your picture," he giggled mirthlessly. Before she could move away, he grabbed her shoulders with his free hand and brutally shoved her down onto her hands and knees in front of him. His huge, flaccid cock was only inches from her face and she wondered how she had ever found any pleasure in this disgusting organ.
"Open your mouth and take my prick inside you," he commanded urgently, focusing the camera while she contemplated the come-slickened prick with horror. "Go on, bitch, take it in your mouth ... I want a picture of this for a fucking souvenir! Go on before I bust your fucking jaw for you!"
She could see that he meant every word he said. She ovaled her mouth, almost gagging at the thought of sucking this revolting man's cock. Shivering, she let it enter her mouth and lie there like a dead, snake.
"That's terrific, bitch, beautiful!" he laughed, snapping several times. Then, satisfied, he pulled his cock out of her mouth.
She was startled, thinking that he meant for her to suck the gigantic prick back up into a new hardness-maybe even to force her to swallow his obscene sperm.
But Ape was done with her. He dressed slowly, looking over at her shivering naked body every so often as if to assure himself that he had indeed just raped the girl.
When he was completely dressed he picked up the camera and stood up. Then he gathered up what was left of her scraps of clothing and smiled at her.
"Okay, cunt, that's it for today. I'm going to split now!"
"You aren't taking my clothes?" she wailed, horrified at the idea of being stranded here in the mountains without a stitch of clothing to cover her naked and violated body.
"Don't worry, bitch," he sneered, "I'll leave them in the middle of the road down by the highway. By the time you get that rope around your neck untied I'll be halfway to San Diego! And, listen, cunt! I took your driver's license outta your purse, so I got your name and address and your address book. If you blow the whistle on me to the cops ... if you tell them or anyone else what happened here today ... well, I'll have a million copies of this fucking picture of you sucking my cock made and, by God, I'll have somebody pass them out on the street in front of where you live!"
"Oh God, no ... don't do that!" she pleaded. "I'll do anything you want, only don't humiliate me like that!"
"Okay, bitch, but just remember I can always find you if you tell the cops, understand?"
She nodded, huge sobs welling up in her chest and exploding out from her throat as she watched him walk back to the car and get inside it. The horrible thing was that she was far from happy to see him go. The dark passions which the vicious rapist had awakened in he were crying out for satisfaction again. She waited until the car was gone, then slipped the fingers of her right hand down into the bruised and aching slit of her cunt, moaning softly as she felt the first surge of pleasure begin again.
When it was over, she wanted only to die from shame and humiliation!
CHAPTER TWO
It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when Ape finally pulled the Cadillac to a stop in front of the decaying old bungalow on Fountain Avenue in Hollywood. He knew Harry Rhodes would be upset at him being late, but his cock still tingled with obscene pleasure from the wild fucking he had given the girl, and he wouldn't have missed that for anything.
He got out of the car and carefully locked the doors, suspiciously glaring at a group of teenaged boys who were standing in front of a liquor store across the street. The young toughs were looking at his expensive car as if they couldn't wait for him to leave so they could steal it. The sight of the seedy liquor store made him remember that he was out of cognac, so he walked across the street and purchased a bottle. When he came back onto the street he stopped and pulled a wad of bills out of his pocket, peeling off four singles and handing them to the startled boy in the group of teenagers who looked like he might be the leader.
"Watch my car and make sure nobody rips me off, kid," he grunted, flexing the muscles of one arm for effect. "And don't you guys get no ideas either, or I'll cut your fucking balls off!"
Without waiting for the boy's reaction, he strolled back across the street and went up onto the porch of the bungalow. As he waited for someone to answer the doorbell he looked up and down the street cautiously, ready to try to fade into the side of the house if a black-and-white cruiser drove past. He knew this neighborhood well, knew that the police patrols were frequent because of the high incidence of burglaries, muggings, rapes, and other assorted crimes of violence against property and area residents. Once these houses and rundown apartment buildings had been the homes of the people in the lower fringes of the film industry-technicians, prop men, extras. But the studios had moved away, leaving only crime and decay behind.
Suddenly the door of the bungalow opened and a flaming-haired woman in her early forties looked out at him suspicously.
"You must be Ape," she said simply, unlocking the screen door. "Jesus, you do look like a fucking gorilla!"
Ape wasn't offended by her remarks. He grunted again and pulled the screen door open and pushed past her, sizing up the woman's huge breasts and long, showgirl legs. She was wearing only a thin cotton dress, and it exposed more than it revealed. He could see that her face bore the ravages of age and too much alcohol, but there was a pair of pure, raw animal sexiness about her that made Ape's cock start to twitch again.
"I'm Alma ... Alma Grande," she said, closing and locking the door behind Ape. "Harry and Monk are in the kitchen having a beer. Come on, I'll take you in."
She swung around and strolled through the living room and down a hallway toward the back of the house. Ape followed her, excited by the way her bouncing buttocks swayed and rolled erotically under the thin dress. From the back the woman looked like a teenager, and he wondered who in the house was fucking her. She looked like a real handful-a tigress whose cunt could tame almost any man.
The house was shabby and ill-furnished, and there were ashtrays full of stale butts and empty beer and whiskey bottles scattered around indiscriminately. Ape wrinkled his nose in disgust at the sights and aromas.
There were two men in their late thirties sitting at the kitchen table when Alma led him into the large room. The men looked up at Ape and smiled, then the taller of the two stood up and thrust out a meaty paw.
"Hey, man, what took you so long?" Harry Rhodes asked. "I thought you were going to be here at three?"
"I met a juicy young cunt up the coast," Ape shrugged, pulling out a chair and sitting down at the table. He laid the bottle of cognac in front of him and looked up at the red-haired woman. "Get me a glass, will you?"
"Get me and Monk another beer while you're at it, honey," Harry called out after her as she opened the cupboard and tried to find some clean glasses. Then, turning his attention back to Ape, Harry pointed at the third man. "Ape, this is Monk Harkins, the best fucking wheel-man in the business! He's going to be driving for me tomorrow."
Ape and Monk shook hands.
Both Harry Rhodes and Monk Harkins were fairly nondescript types. Anyone seeing them on the street would have taken them for anything but vicious and dangerous criminals. But Ape had known Harry personally for several years, and he knew that the tall man had no mercy. Monk was an unknown factor to Ape, but Harry had given him the best recommendation possible, and that was enough for Ape.
"What about the cunt?" Ape asked, indicating Alma Grande. "Who does she belong to?"
"She don't belong to no one!" Alma said angrily, coming back to the table and setting two beers and a glass on its littered surface. "I own this place, mister, and I don't take any shit from any of you creeps!"
"Hey, Alma, don't get nervous," Harry said soothingly, signaling Ape to keep still and not respond to the woman's taunts. "Hey, baby, why don't you leave us alone so we can talk? Here," he paused, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a thick wallet. He handed the woman two fifty dollar bills, "take this and go buy yourself a new outfit or something, we've got business to transact!"
The sexy female grabbed the two bills and held onto them tightly. Then, smiling sweetly, she leaned over and kissed Harry on the cheek and left the kitchen, her magnificent ass-cheeks dancing up and down seductively.
"Alma's okay, Ape," Harry said when the woman had gone. "She used to be in show biz, a singer or dancer or something. I don't know what the deal is, but somebody in the mob up in Vegas sends her a regular check every month for something she did for them. She makes a little bread on the side by renting out rooms to guys like us."
Monk had been silent so far, but he now took a long swig from his beer and rolled his eyes at Ape lewdly.
"I've heard stories about that cunt that would make your hair stand on end!" he laughed. "The word is that she's a fucking nympho! Man, I'd like to get my cock into that little pussy!"
Ape had been having the same ideas, and he hoped that before this job was over he would have that chance. He poured out a half-glass of cognac and sipped it slowly, savoring the smooth and warm flavor of the expensive alcohol.
"Okay, men, let's talk," Harry said at last. "Here's the deal. I got the branch manager of a bank here in Hollywood all set up for a heist. It's a beautiful plan and nothing can go wrong. Ape, you keep the guy's wife company while I stroll into this guy's bank tomorrow afternoon about two o'clock. I've already made an appointment to see him then. When we sit down to talk I calmly tell him that his wife is being held by you, and that he's got five minutes to telephone her to check on my story and then to load seventy-five thousand bucks into my briefcase or his old lady will be killed. Then I take the money, stroll out to where Monk is waiting in the car, and we split. When we get back here we split up the money and take off for parts unknown!" He leaned back in his chair and took another drink of his beer. "How does that sound, Ape?"
"What about his wife?" Ape asked slowly. "Where does she live and what kind of arrangements have you got made for her?"
"Don't worry about a thing, man," Harry said with a smug smile. "They've got a pad up in the hills ... about three miles from here off Beachwood Drive. I already called her and told her I was a city building inspector. She's going to meet me at the house at one o'clock to check on some reported earthquake damage ... or at least she thinks she's going to meet me! Actually you'll show up. You hold her there until you get the telephone call that everything's okay, then you tie her up and leave! Is that beautiful or what?"
"Another thing, Harry," Ape said, ignoring Harry's delight at his own scheme. "Branch offices of banks don't carry no seventy-five G's in them. Most of these fucking little offices keep maybe twenty, twenty-five thousand at most. And that's locked up tight in the fucking vault!"
"Not the bank I've got in mind," Harry grinned. "This one is on the corner of Vermont and Santa Monica ... about four blocks from here." He waited for Ape to acknowledge his choice of banks. When the big ugly man said nothing, Harry groaned. "Hey, man, you been out of L.A. too long. The bank is right across the street from Children's Hospital ... and the day after tomorrow is payday for the hospital employees! They move in an extra hundred thousand tonight! Me and Monk are going up in a while to watch the money truck drop off the loot!"
Ape nodded. Everything seemed okay, but he had been on enough jobs where even the most perfect planning had gone wrong. And his job was the most difficult of all. He would have to hold a terrified woman against her will for almost an hour, risking all sorts of mishaps ... like nosey neighbors or unexpected visitors! Still, Ape could almost taste the twenty thousand or so dollars that would be his share of the take. And, since Harry Rhodes had never failed him before, there seemed little reason to mistrust the man's planning now.
"Why don't you take a drive up to see the cunt's house and the neighborhood while Monk and I drive over to the bank?" Harry said, anxious to have Ape's approval. "Don't take your own car ... there's a brown '72 Chevy parked down the street ... use that. I brought it in from Phoenix especially for this job. Here's the keys."
Ape took the set of keys that Harry threw at him. There were more questions to ask-many more questions! But they could wait until tonight, after he'd cased the neighborhood where the banker and his wife lived. He finished his drink and stood up, anxious to get out of the house and back into the sunshine.
Harry and Monk were finishing their drinks and still talking when Ape left the house and went outside to find the parked brown Chevy.
The youths who had been paid to watch his Cadillac were gone, he noted with amused bitterness.
"Fucking rip-off artists!" he muttered under his breath.
* * *
Alma Grande was sitting on the couch in the front room of the bungalow with a tall drink in her hand when Ape returned three hours later. A cheap radio sat on the coffee table in front of her, playing tinny music while Alma swung one long leg in rhythm to the song.
"Hello, honey," she said with a seductive smile, baring her perfect white teeth. "Get yourself a drink and come keep me company."
"Where's Harry?" Ape asked, noting that the red-haired woman was now dressed in an obscenely tight sweater that threatened to split apart from the tremendous weight of her voluptuous mounds. The mini-skirt she wore was equally tight, and it seemed to end at her hips, baring the woman's glistening pubic mound to Ape's appreciative eyes.
"He called to say he and Monk picked up a couple of broads," she grinned lewdly. "Said to tell you they'd be home about ten tonight."
She patted the space on the couch beside her.
"Come on, honey, don't be so fucking unfriendly. I'm not going to eat you up!"
As much as he was tempted to sit down beside her and grab a handful of tit and ass, Ape felt hot and dirty from all that he had done today. He decided to take a quick shower before trying to fuck the stunning redhead.
"I'm going to take a bath," he said with a grin. "Why don't you pour me a drink and I'll be with you before you know it!"
Without waiting for her answer, he went through the house and into the small bedroom that had been assigned to him. The room had an adjoining toilet and shower, and he stripped off his clothing quickly and stepped under the needle spray of scalding water, letting it sluice over his body and wash away the day's stains.
When he stepped out of the shower and dried his naked, muscular body a few minutes later he wasn't surprised to see Alma sitting on the narrow bed and waiting for him.
"Couldn't wait, huh?" he laughed, reveling in the way the gorgeous woman's eyes bugged out at the sight of his gigantic limp cock. She licked her lips nervously, running her pink tongue back and forth over her full, ripe lips that had been colored a deep scarlet. "Like it, honey?"
"Oh, yessssss...." she hissed involuntarily, never taking her eyes from his massive organ, taking in every detail of the thick shaft with the rope-like veins and the monstrous purple knobhead. "Jesus, no wonder they call you Ape! You've got the biggest prick I ever saw in my life, baby, and I've seen them all!"
Ape blushed with pride, throwing the damp towel aside and striding over toward the bed as she gasped again at the size and bulk of his tool. She was still wearing the tight sweater and mini-skirt, but she looked as if she wanted desperately to be rid of the restrict "I hear you're a real hot piece of ass, baby," he said lewdly, standing only inches from her, flexing his muscles, letting his cock ripple with wanton arousal. "Well, I'm just the fucking man for you! How about warming me up with a blow-job!"
"Anything you say, lover," she whispered, wondering what it would be like to have her mouth stuffed by the gigantic organ of the man more animal than human. She moved aside as he lay down on the bed and stretched his long, heavy body out for her.
She quickly jumped up and stripped off her clothing, wanting him to whistle with delight at the sight of her magnificent body as so many dozens of other men had done. She was glad that the lighting in the bedroom was dim so that he couldn't see the tiny lines around her eyes and mouth that had come with her fourth decade.
Then, kneeling over him, she began to plant feather-light kisses on his face and then down his neck and across the heavily haired chest. Her tongue flickered tantalizingly over his flesh, making lewd little circles as it passed, and she was rewarded by a quickening in his breathing, and the feel of his thick fingers caressing her back and shoulders, working down over the rich soft curves of her trembling buttocks and thighs until finally they sought her tingling cunt and his extended middle finger slipped up inside to massage her pink-hued inner flesh and finally her wildly throbbing clitoris. Her hand sought his cock and she realized with a shock that her fingers were not long enough to encircle it. She stroked it hungrily as she continued to lick his naked body and gently nipped at his nipples, making them rise hard to the touch of her tongue. She knew that he was aroused as she herself was, and she hoped that he wouldn't come too soon, before she had a chance to feel her cunt being torn apart by her monstrous orgasms.
"That's it, baby, work me over," he grunted.
Her mouth trailed slowly down over his belly and to the wiry fringe of pubic hair, around it and down along the length of his leg to the knee, and then up the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. She kissed from one thigh to the other, her wet tongue leaving every inch of him glistening and damp with her saliva, until she reached his scrotum. When her tongue licked across it, he opened his legs wide to give her easy reach of his flesh. With her hand, she slowly pumped the thickening rod of his cock as she drew first one and then the other of his swollen balls into her eager mouth, sucking gently on them until he was trembling in frantic anticipation.
Alma shifted her position until she was holding his rigidly throbbing prick before her like an ice-cream cone. Her sensually parted lips, wet and gleaming from her tongue, began to slide along it and she nipped lightly, making him gasp.
"Afraid I'm going to bite you?" she whispered with a soft, wanton chuckle. "Don't worry, Ape, I'm going to give you the best damned blow-job any woman ever gave a dude!"
From the pressure of his fingers on her swollen pussy lips, Alma wanted to swing around and straddle him, lowering her cunt over his mouth so he could taste her at the same time. But she sensed that the ugly man wasn't the kind who wanted to give his women any pleasure that way, so she just squeezed her legs together and hoped that the pressure of her creamy thighs rubbing against her swollen cunt would make her orgasm come. And she wanted to savor the huge rod of raw meat without having the distraction of anything being thrust up into her cunt at the same time.
Holding his thick rod of flesh by the base, she carefully peeled back the tender foreskin. The blood-swollen and purplish knob beckoned her, and for the first time she realized how huge it really was. She wasn't sure she could get her mouth open wide enough to take in this magnificent prick.
"Come on, bitch, suck it for me ... quit playing around!' Ape growled, making her aware of his frustration.
Thrilled by the way she was going to take all this huge throbbing thing in her mouth and make love to it, she raised her head and looked at him for a moment, then slid her tongue over her lips, wetting them as much as possible. She formed a soft, red oval, covering the ridges of her teeth. Then she kissed the tip of his cock and her tongue flicked up a drop of fluid from the dilated hole in the end of it. She held the immense shaft with two fingers and began to brush it back and forth over her softly parted lips, letting her tongue lick at it gently. Then she moved around to the sides and the sensitive under-ridge, licking wildly as Ape began to thrust up at her from the bed.
"Suck it, cunt, suck it for daddy!" he commanded.
She opened her mouth wide and tried to engulf his lust-swollen cock, but there was just too much no matter how she worked her head around it. It was like trying to swallow a grapefruit. Finally, almost out of her mind with frustration, she raised up.
"It's too big, honey," she groaned. "I can't get it in my mouth!"
"For chrissakes, kneel down between my legs!"
She did as he ordered, not letting go of her tight grip on his cock. She bent over and began to lick his massive cock and try to get it into her mouth again. She felt his rough hands come down to her head and tangle in her flaming red hair. She made her jaw go lax even as she was working her lips wildly over his thickly swollen knob. Then her head dipped and he held it tight, thrusting his pelvis up from the bed.
Alma thought she felt something crack in her jaws, but suddenly he was in her mouth, filling it even as she sucked and worked her head around to absorb more of it. She felt a moment of panic, thinking she was surely going to choke, but now it was better. Her tongue was working around the immense blood-filled shaft, wetting it so that with each swiveling and bobbing of her head, she was taking more of him until the velvet tip was pressing against the back of her throat. She paused a moment until the instinct to gag was passed.
Ape relaxed his grip on her head and she found she was able to breathe through her nose. That was the only way. He filled her lips so tightly that with every movement of her head, they had to stretch to accommodate the pulsing mass of male-meat. Saliva was running down into her mouth and she half-choked on it. Then, forcing her jaws to relax, she found she could begin a steady bobbing, sucking, tongue-swirling rhythm as her free hand squeezed his tightening balls.
"Jeeze, baby, you're the only broad who's ever gotten that much of my cock into her mouth!" he grinned with genuine admiration for the flaming-haired female. "Now suck it, kid, suck my prick!"
She bent to her task eagerly, wanting to bring him to completion, yet wanting him to stay between her hungrily licking lips for as long as possible. The hardness, the heat, the urgency she felt with her lips and tongue were bringing her to an orgasm of her own. She rose higher and began experimenting with just how far she could drive her hotly yearning mouth up and down this pillar of scalding male cock-flesh. She began to perspire from her exertions, wondering how many other cocks she had sucked-it must have been hundreds, she thought erotically! But none of them had been like this monstrous pole of meat! She chewed on it like a dog chews on a bone, scraping her even white teeth over the rough ridges and hearing him gasp with appreciation.
Alma wanted to swallow him all the way, to prove to him that she was the only woman in the world who could take so much of his meat and survive! She buried her nose in the wiry pubic hair which surrounded his balls, trying to force more of him into her warm, wet cavern. But she suddenly realized that it was too much for her, that she could never absorb it all.
She lost track of how long she greedily sucked and worked over his huge prick, ravenously driving her head up and down the throbbing pole. Finally, her jaws aching with pain, she knew he was about to reach the breaking point. His hands were tangling tighter in her hair and his hips were jerking wildly up at her with each downward plunge of her hotly sucking mouth and lips.
Then he began grunting lewdly and she knew it was almost over.
His strong hands were gripping her head tightly and, instead of lying on the bed and letting her do all the work, he was screwing up deep into her mouth, so deep that the head of his pistoning cock was ramming wildly against her tonsils and he was making harsh, moaning sounds of wanton joy.
Then his cock suddenly lurched up bigger and longer; there was a bunching of the huge muscle between her gulping lips and he began to spurt his hot, thick come deep into her mouth. It seemed like each jetting surge alone was enough to fill it, and she almost choked trying to swallow all of it, in a hurry to make room for the blobs of sticky juice to come after it. Her lips compressed tightly around his thickly jerking shaft, drawing deeply on it, and she swung her head from side to side to increase the sensation for him as her tongue swirled and lashed frantically at his exploding knob.
As the white-hot male come cascaded down her tender throat, Alma felt the insane tingling up between her legs suddenly increase, and she joined him in the frantic coming. Quickly she jabbed two fingers up into her nakedly spasming cunt to hasten her desperate contractions deep within her wildly churning belly.
Unable to cry out with the throat-filling load of his cock pressed tightly in between her lips, she groaned and whined around its bulk as the unbearable thrills of her orgasm wracked her slender body.
It seemed to Alma that Ape would never stop coming, but eventually the spurts became smaller and less powerful. She continued to suck and lick and work more and more of him into her hungering mouth until finally, as he began to groan from the agony, she was able to accomplish her goal of getting his entire prick between her wanton lips at once while she deftly massaged his spent balls. She knelt over him for a long time, until there was absolutely no more of his precious juice and his cock was going limp rapidly despite her continued fervent tonguings.
She was weak when he finally pulled his cock out of her mouth and pushed her aside.
"Jeeze, baby, that was something!" he murmured in a horase voice.
Ape rolled off the bed and got to his feet and went into the bathroom. When he returned, Alma was stretched out where he had been, her long lovely legs spreadeagled, her moistly quivering cunt open and exposed to his eager eyes.
"Well, what about it, lover?" she asked lewdly. "Are you going to give me sl little pleasure now?"
In two long strides he was across the room, flinging himself on her naked body. She wrapped her legs high up around his back, pressing her warmly pulsing cunt hard up against him and moaning feverishly as his mouth and tongue worked over her neck and shoulders. He could see the two huge, milk-white mounds of her breasts tipped with brownish nipples and, with an animal-like groan, he buried his head between them, licking the light film of salty-tasting sweat that had gathered there, then seizing first one and then the other berry-like tip between his lips and teeth and sucking and biting the rubbery hardness.
"Oh, that's it, lover, that's the way I like it, ooohhh!" she squeaaled as he sucked and fondled her roundly swaying tits. "Shove your fingers up my cunt, baby," she groaned. "Ooohhh, Christ, I want to come again!"
Ape slipped his hand down between her widely splayed legs and slid two meaty fingers up into her wetly throbbing cunt, while with a third finger he teased the fleshy bud of her hotly swollen clitoris, pressing it around in lewd little circles until the redhead groaned with pleasure and wriggled down against his obscenely probing hand. At the same time, her fingers closed tightly around his now rock-hard shaft.
"Oh, baby," she cried out excitedly, running her hand over the wetly glistening surface down to the pulsing, hammer-like head, "it's hard again, lover! Oh, hurry, I want it now ... NOWWW!"
Her lewd words, combined with the excruciatingly pleasurable sensations she was giving his huge cock, made Ape feel as if he were going to fuck for the first time today. Trembling and flushed with his hot arousal, he withdrew his fingers from her moistly contracting cuntal depths and climbed up from the bed.
"Where the hell are you going?" Alma screamed up at him, grabbing his enormous cock with both hands and holding on for dear life.
"I thought you might like to try screwing a different way," he shrugged, trying to contain his lewd excitement. "Did you ever fuck standing up?"
He thrust his pelvis forward as she smiled wantonly and nodded. Then, her fingers stretching back the protective foreskin, she began slowly massaging his lust-engorged cock in long, rhythmic strokes as she pulled herself slowly off the bed.
Still skillfully manipulating his lewdly excited organ, subtly increasing the tempo of her hands until he began to groan thickly again, she stood up, backing into the nearby dresser, bracing herself against it, spreading her legs wide apart.
"Jesus, I'm going to go nuts if you don't shove this thing up into my cunt!" she. gasped finally, letting her fingers slide off his mammoth organ.
Ape needed no further urging.
Positioning himself between the smoothly sculpted columns of her widespread thighs, he bent his knees slightly and, bracing himself against the dresser with one hand, used the other to guide his massive rod of male hardness up to the cushioned entrance to her softly pulsing cuntal slit. Pressing forward slightly, he felt his bulbous cock-head slide easily up inside her and felt the softness of her pussy throbbing close wetly around it.
Alma wriggled her hips in a lewd circular motion, sucking his rigidly hard shaft up inside her little by little, each delicious sensation sending hot thrills of mounting sexual urgency searing through her loins. Finally it was all the way in, and he could feel the tender and cushiony hardness of her cervix pressing against the tip of his cock.
"Fuck me ... screw me ... slam that fucking prick into meee, baby!" she commanded in a harsh voice that was dripping with lewd desire.
Slowly he drew back, then plunged swiftly forward again. Alma yelped as his cock rammed hard up inside her, and she tightened her cuntal muscles against it, forcing it into even greater hardness.
Shifting his position slightly, Ape slipped his hands in back of her and seized the fleshy half-moons of her ass-cheeks, squeezing and kneading them and pulling her tighter up against him. Now he began to fuck her in earnest, slicing into her with long slamming strokes. With each savage blow, Alma arched her body to receive him, opening her thighs even farther to take him in completely.
"Oh yessssss!" she screamed. "Do it like that! Harder! Harderrr! Give me everything you've got!"
He grinned triumphantly and complied with her sex-crazed desire. Then his grin broadened as she seized one of his hands with her own and began guiding it to the deep crevice between her roundly dancing buttocks.
"Stick your finger up my asshole!" she whispered hotly, blowing warm currents of heated air against his ear. "I love it when both holes are being plugged at once!"
Ape was too experienced at the lewd and wanton way women acted when he fucked them to be surprised at this new request. His brain reeling with delight at the lusty piece of hotly writhing cunt pressing tightly around his cock, he searched the deep furrow of her anal crevice until his fingers found the tightly puckered ring of her asshole.
"Any way you want it, bitch!" he chuckled to himself. Then, aloud, he said to her, "Sure you don't want my cock in your ass?"
"You'd kill a woman with that fucking thing, you sweet ugly bastard you!" she wailed, reaching around with her own hands to stretch her buttocks wide so that he didn't have to break the obscene rhythm of his lustily pistoning cock-strokes in order to keep his balance. For a moment he probed teasingly around her pulsating anal entrance, taunting her and refusing to enter. "Damn you, stick your fingers in me!" she commanded.
He could feel her whole body tensed with excitement, and she thrust her roundly flaring hips backwards, as though she were physically begging him to slide his playful finger lewdly up inside her bum-hole. Finally he gave her her wish, and jammed his middle finger up to the first knuckle in her anus.
"OOOHHH JESUS, YESSSSSS!" Alma moaned as a burning sensation of pleasure-pain shot searingly throughout her doubly-speared loins. "OOOHHHHHH! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
He thrust his finger up again, this time to the second knuckle, as Alma continued to wail and scream helplessly in agony and excitement, digging her scarlet fingernails into the huge muscles of Ape's shoulders and back. In spite of the pain, she screwed her buttocks back on his finger, drawing it all the way up inside her warm and rubbery rectum. He could feel his own cock through the thin membrane of skin that separated the twin passages, and he began sliding his finger in and out of her clenching rectal sheath with the same rhythm as that of his rigidly driving prick.
Pinioned against the hard edge of the dresser, the red-head mewled and moaned as the twin shafts plunged in and out of her, in and out at an ever increasing speed. She writhed and squirmed furiously, loving the burning pain that coursed deliciously through her body, bringing her closer and closer to the moment when she would explode in tumultuous, mind-shattering release.
Ape knew, too, that he was fast approaching the moment when he could no longer hold back the eruption of his scalding seed, already churning and throbbing in his lust-tightened balls. He fought it as long as he could. Then, just as he felt he could contain himself no longer, Alma began to gyrate wildly against him, sucking his lewdly probing cock and finger even deeper up inside her.
"I'm c-c-coming!" she moaned, rolling her eyes wildly around in her lust-contorted face. "Oh, shit! It's too quick!"
"Here it comes, bitch!" Ape grunted, pounding furiously into her, his own orgasm only seconds behind her. "Aaahhhhhh!" he cried out, throwing his head back as the first jets of hot milky come squirted out of his prick and up into her nakedly quivering loins in a seemingly unending stream of violent release.
Her eyes were rolling uncontrollably now as her climax thundered through her with the force of an earthquake. Suddenly she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his torso, pulling one long, lovely leg up and wrapping it around his exploding body. Then, holding him tightly, she slowly raised her other leg and hooked it around his waist until she was resting her smoothly churning buttocks on the top of the dresser.
She pumped forward, not wanting to let his huge prick ever slip out of her burning, spasming cunt. This was the most intense and pleasurable orgasm she had ever had in her entire life and it was blowing her mind apart as well as her body.
"Oh, Christ, harder ... fuck me harder!" she begged, rubbing her flattened nipples against Ape's hairy chest and sending new and additional sensations of rapture shooting through her.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, their passions ebbed, leaving them both warmly satisfied. Ape pulled away, resting his hands on the edge of the dresser on either side of the still squirming woman, breathing heavily, his face lined with exhaustion.
"Baby, you can ream out this cunt of mine anytime ... anytime at all!" Alma giggled, sorry to see his massive prick begin to deflate. "Where in the hell have you been all my life?"
Ape grinned as he always did after such a compliment, one of many he received from the well-fucked females he always left satisfied.
"I need a drink," he murmured, looking over his shoulder at the bottle of cognac that Alma had placed on the small bedside table. "I need a drink real bad!"
Leaving the gorgeous redhead sitting on the dresser, he walked quickly over and tipped the bottle up to his mouth and drank deeply.
Alma watched him gulp down the expensive liquor, then got down from the dresser and walked over to stand beside him She gazed lovingly down at his prick, noting the fact that, even in repose, it was larger than most men's cocks.
She let her fingers touch the heated flesh.
"How long before you'll be ready to go again?" she asked wantonly, rubbing her swollen breasts against his hairy chest.
Ape laughed obscenely, looking down at his cock.
It was obvious from the way his thick shaft was hardening that she had her answer!
CHAPTER THREE
Shelly Franklin looked at the large wall clock for the third time within the past five minutes, wishing that the man from the city building inspector's office would arrive and do whatever it was he had to do. She hated the idea of some stranger tramping through the house and disrupting her schedule like this.
The clock read one fifty-five.
The beautiful young blonde went to the huge picture window that looked down on the sprawling city of Los Angeles, ran her eyes up and down the winding street, then went back and resumed her seat on the soft couch.
Shelly was twenty-six, a stunning woman, tall and willowy, with a body that matched her lovely face. This afternoon she was barefoot, and wore only tight denim shorts and a thin blouse that was tied at the waist. Her golden hair was pulled back and held by a silver barette, accentuating her patrician features.
She swung one long, perfectly-sculpted leg across the other, tapping out at impatient tattoo with the fingers of one slender hand on her creamy thigh.
As she waited, she gazed around the spacious living room of the hillside house she shared with her husband Frank. The room, and the rest of the house, was furnished simply but elegantly, in carefully chosen pieces of modern furniture. The walls were covered with her own oil paintings and sketches, a hobby that she had taken up out of boredom, but one at which she showed great promise. The entire back wall was of glass, and looked out over the well-landscaped yard and sparkling swimming pool.
The young blonde loved this house and its privacy. At first Frank had been upset about using the money Shelly had inherited from her parents to purchase the expensive dwelling, insisting that they should live on his salary from the bank. But he had gradually come to appreciate the higher standard of living Shelly's money could give them, and it was rarely ever mentioned again.
Thinking about the house as she waited for the man from the city building inspector's office, her mind went back to her own childhood in New England, and the happy times she had shared with her parents before they died in an automobile accident when she was eighteen and at college.
She had spent the years between her parent's death and her marriage to Frank with a spinster aunt, an uptight old woman whose main topic of conversation was the hellfire and damnation Shelly was sure to bring down upon herself if she ever gave herself to a man in the sexual relationship. As a consequence, the beautiful but insecure young girl had developed a terrible inhibition about sex, one that she was just now getting over through the help of an expensive therapist.
Their sex life was the only discordant note in their marriage, and the young wife shuddered with guilt as she remembered how painful it had been for her to let Frank make love to her. Even now she found no pleasure in the act, but she worked hard at forcing herself to endure-if not enjoy-it!
The doorbell in tempted her reveries.
Shelly jumped up from the couch and ran across the plush carpet. When she reached the door she opened it, gasping with surprise at the incredibly ugly man who stood before her. For one terrible moment she thought she was seeing things-that the hulking form standing in front of her was a primate dressed in a man's clothing!
"Yes?" she asked, holding the door edge tightly, ready to slam it closed if the man moved toward her. "What is it?"
"I'm Mr. Anderson ... from the city building department," Ape said, shuffling his feet nervously on the flagstone walk. "I'm here to check for earthquake damage."
"But I talked to a Mr., uh, uh, Mr. Billings!" Shelly said quickly. "He said he would be coming!"
Ape wanted to laugh at the obvious fright written all over the lovely young woman's face. This was the kind of reaction he loved, to have them stare at him in disbelief, to shiver with fear at his monstrous face and powerful body.
"Yeh, well, Mr. Billings couldn't make it," he said smoothly, running his eyes up and down the almost naked female's succulent flesh, drinking in the sight of her two nipple-tips straining against the thin material of the blouse she wore.
"I'm taking his place."
He fumbled in his jacket pocket and pulled out the fake city identification card that Harry Rhodes had had printed for him. The girl took it, still uneasy in the presence of such an unattractive man. Her eyes scanned the car, looked up at his face to try to match it with the photograph, then handed it back, apparently satisfied.
"What it is you want to see?" she asked in a low voice.
"Yeh, well, I guess we better begin by looking at the foundation," Ape said with a grin. "We wouldn't want your house sliding down onto Hollywood Boulevard, would we?"
He chuckled at his own wit, pushing himself past the young woman, standing inside the house and waiting for her to shut the door.
"Where do you want to start?" she asked, pointedly leaving the front door open. "The backyard is out through the kitchen. Come on, I'll show you."
Ape turned his eyes on her, nearly paralyzing Shelly with the intensity she saw there.
"Shut the door, cunt!" he commanded, reaching around and drawing out his .45 caliber pistol from the waistband of his trousers.
"Better yet, let me do it for you!"
Brutally shoving her aside, he slammed the front door and locked it, pocketing his gun, turning back to the petrified woman who was staring at him with bugged-out eyes as though she were seeing an apparition.
"Oh God," she finally managed to gasp. "Who are you and what do you want?"
"My name ain't important, bitch!" he snarled, once again taking in every inch of her body with his scowling eyes. "What is important is that you keep your mouth shut and don't try anything. Because, I warn you, I'll kill you as easy as look at you if you don't!"
Her mind exploding with alarm, Shelly backed away from the hulking man. He followed her, keeping her within range of his long, muscular arms. She could see from his powerful body that he could have broken her in two without effort. And, prickles of terror racing through her, she saw the huge bulge at his groin.
"Please, don't hurt me!" she pleaded, her mind reeling with horror as he came closer. "Take what you want and just leave me alone ... I'll give you anything you want ... anything! My purse is over on that chair!" Ape laughed harshly.
"Shit, baby, I don't want your fucking money! And I ain't no fucking two-bit burglar or rip-off artist! All I want is for you and me to sit her quietly until we get a telephone call. It should be coming in about a half-hour. It's going to be your husband calling from the bank. You tell him exactly what I tell you to say and everything will be just fine. Then, a little later, we get another telephone call and I split, you got it?"
"I don't understand," she moaned tearfully. "Why are you doing this?"
"All you got to understand is that if you don't do exactly as I tell you, you're going to get killed!" Ape said ominously. "And your old man is going to get it too!"
His teeth were tightly bared as he leered at her. She tried to move away, toward the passageway that led to the kitchen and her only possible route of escape.
But Ape had anticipated her move, and he grabbed her cruelly by the wrist and held her tightly while his free hand went into his jacket pocket and pulled out a pair of shiny handcuffs. While Shelly looked on in horror, he snapped one of the cuffs around her wrist and then put the other cuff around his own hand.
"See, bitch, you can't go nowhere without me tagging along now ... even to the fucking toilet!" he laughed. "Now let's you and me just settle down and wait for that telephone call!"
He suddenly saw the bar in the corner of the living room and pulled her toward it. As he awkwardly poured out a drink of cognac, Shelly realized she was being held captive by some sort of madman.
Panicking, she grabbed the neck of a heavy bottle of whiskey and tried to slam it against his head. Ape dodged the blow, threw down his own glass, and slapped her as hard as he could across the face.
"AAAIIIEEE!" she screamed, feeling the fingers of horrible pain that were etched across her flaming cheek.
"You dirty cunt!" he snarled, threatening her with his meaty hand again and making her cower in terror. "You ever try anything like that again and I'll break that fucking bottle and carve your pretty face up so that your old man'll puke when he sees you! You dig?"
She glanced up at him with fear-widened eyes, completely terrified. The trembling young wife knew that he meant what he said, and that she had to submit to him completely or be killed and maimed.
"All right ... ," she said, barely audibly.
"Okay, cunt, that's more like it," he said with a fearful scowl, getting a fresh glass and pouring himself another drink. "I don't want to hurt you, but if I have to I will!" He gulped down the cognac, smacked his lips, and leered down at her.
Shelly's mind could barely comprehend what was happening to her. It seemed like some horrible nightmare, something out of a frightening movie. She cursed bitterly and silently the police who should have been protecting her. How could they allow monsters like this man to roam the streets molesting innocent people? she asked herself.
When he had poured out another drink for herself, Ape pulled the struggling young wife back across the room and down beside him on the couch. As the brandy began to make itself felt in his brain, he gazed lustfully at the young blonde, realizing that she was the kind of cool, sophisticated female that he so loved to menace. He watched her cower in a corner of the deep, soft couch, her long blonde hair free of the barette now, tangled wildly around her head and shoulders. He idly wondered what it would be like to fuck her. The tight and revealing clothing she wore gave him an exciting view of her ample curves, the flaring hips and long, beautiful legs, the delightfully upthrust breasts, and the plump mound of her cunt which was clearly outlined in the crotch of her shorts.
Jesus, she's some foxy chick! he thought appreciatively.
His huge, muscular cock stiffened with lust at the sight of the vulnerable young female on the couch beside him. He wanted to sink his hard shaft of male meat right into her, imagining the soft sweetness of her defenseless cunt as his rod of gristle split her in two. Gulping down another drink of brandy, he wondered if he dared rape the girl. What the hell, he thought lewdly to himself, I can't get any more for rape than I can for kidnapping and bank robbery!
He reached down and began slowly stroking the bulging outline beneath his trousers, grinning obscenely at his cringing victim.
"I'll bet a good-looking cunt like you gets a lot of cock, doesn't she?" he said.
"I ... I ... I ... ," Shelly stammered, wishing that he would stop undressing her with his eyes.
She felt a shudder of revulsion shoot through her at his obscene question.
"Answer me, bitch!" he shouted, jerking on the handcuff and almost snapping her wrist bone.
She felt paralyzed, as if the shock of his question was too horrible to even contemplate. The nightmarish intrusion of the man into her orderly world was overwhelming and awful beyond words.
"I ... I ... ," she mumbled helplessly.
"I'll bet you're fucking around on your old man, aren't you?" he continued. "A sexy dish like you wouldn't be satisfied with just one stud ... don't look at me like that, cunt! I heard all about the fucking orgies and swinging parties you people go to!"
"NO!" she shouted, unable to control herself any longer. "I love my husband ... and he loves me! We don't do any of those dirty things you're suggesting!"
Ape laughed sarcastically at the way she was hysterically denying her own sexuality. The more she cried out in protest, the more he was becoming sexually aroused by the sight of her almost naked body. His prick was huge now, huge and hard.
"You're lying to me, bitch!" he snarled. "Any cunt as good-looking and sexy as you must really love to screw!"
"I don't ... I don't!" she wailed uncontrollably. "I hate sex! It's dirty and disgusting and I hate it!"
Realizing with a rush of guilt what she had just said, she buried her face in the arm of the soft couch, utterly ashamed of her outburst.
"You just never had the right cock up inside that cunt of yours, baby," he gloated with a smug expression on his ugly face. "A cock like this, for example...." He paused and let his eyes slide down to the thickly pulsating bulge in his pants. "....A cock like this can really turn a broad on! And when I get done screwing them, they always come back for more!"
She was stunned by the lasciviously boastful words.
"You?" she asked incredulously. "You're nothing but an ugly, disgusting animal! No woman in her right mind would want you!"
The insults touched a raw nerve in Ape's mind, and he reached over intending to slap her again, forgetting that he still held his drink in his hand. As he came nearer she could smell his pungent masculine odor, something entirely different than her husband's expensively-scented body. It both repelled and excited her. The massive, overpowering masculinity almost made her feel faint. He exuded a powerful sense of life that made her feel tiny and defenseless. Oddly enough, despite her loathing of him, she felt little prickles of fascination go through her.
Suddenly her free hand came up to push him away. It slammed into his hand, spilling his drink all over her face and clothing, soaking it with the brandy. She gagged and coughed as a tiny bit ran involuntarily into her mouth.
"Damn you, bitch, you made me spill my drink!" Ape roared, seeing that his own clothing was stained by the whiskey. Suddenly he smiled as another lewd thought ran through his lustful mind. "I guess I'm going to have to get those wet clothes off you before you catch cold, cunt!"
"Oh God, no ... noooooo!" she screamed as, without warning, he tore away the wet blouse, ripping it from her fearfully trembling body. He quickly undid the clasps of her brassiere, throwing it in a corner, then bent and began licking and sucking on her firm, nakedly warm breasts, slobbering over her like a starving man.
Pinned by his powerful body in the corner of the couch, the terrorized young wife could only twist and writhe in a futile effort to get away from his greedy wet mouth.
"Noooo ... NOOOOOOO!" she protested hysterically as he bit and chewed her red-tipped nipples, making them grow involuntarily erect and making her skin flush and tingle from the horrible excitement she felt.
Shelly's mind was a rushing torrent of revulsion against what this slavering animal was doing to her, and she began to resist with all her strength.
"Let me go ... you damned animal! Let me goooooo!"
With all of her strength the half-naked young wife struggled to get free. Suddenly she felt him lift his face from her glistening, saliva-covered breasts. He rummaged in his pocket for a moment and came up with the key to the handcuffs. Ape quickly unlocked the steel cuffs and threw them onto the floor. He needed all the mobility and freedom he could get for the brutal rape that he was planning.
To his surprise, Shelly managed to slip out of his grasp. Scrambling up from the couch, she started to run for the back of the house, but the brutal man grabbed one of her legs and brought her cruelly down onto the soft rug.
"Oh no you don't, bitch!" he snarled.
He reached down and ripped the buttons from her shorts, then began peeling them off her long legs.
"Oh, my God, don't do this to me!" she begged with tears of horror welling up in her eyes and spilling down over her flushed cheek where the reddening imprint of his fingers was still clearly visible.
He tossed her shorts aside, then unzipped his own trousers, suddenly exposing his naked cock to her terrified view. Shelly had never seen anything so monstrous in her life. She had always been in awe of her husband's penis, but she gasped in alarm when she saw the huge cudgel that Ape had between his legs. His savagely menacing erect prick was as stiff as a steel rod, and his balls looked enormously threatening as they hung obscenely down from his heated groin.
"I'll bet you never saw one this big, did you?" he said leeringly as he saw the look of shock and disbelief on Shelby's face. He grabbed his massive prick and began to shake and jerk it in front of her, pulling back the thick foreskin to expose the large, bulbous head that was reddening with blood and charged with superheated lust.
"Lemme see that little cunt of yours now that you've seen my prick!" he laughed crudely. Without saying another word, he ripped the flimsy nylon panties from her loins, giggling insanely-at the sound of the tearing material.
"Oh, yeh, nice and soft, these panties," said Ape, lewdly wrapping the nylon material around his huge throbbing cock and excitedly rubbing the whole shaft with it.
Shelly tried to close her legs and cover her nakedly defenseless cunt with her hands, but the hulking tormentor merely reached down and yanked her legs apart again.
"No you don't, bitch!" he yelled cruelly. "I want to see that tight little pussy of yours. Spread those legs and keep them apart for me!"
She was shocked, overcome with a new and even deeper wave of horror. She closed her eyes, as if by doing so she could wipe away the nightmare that confronted her.
But Ape wasn't to be stopped by any feelings of sympathy for the beautiful young wife.
"I said spread 'em!" he shouted, pulling her legs apart to reveal the trembling pink flesh of her cuntal slit beneath the softly curling, golden-colored pubic hair. "That's more like it, bitch. Just keep 'em apart now!"
Shelly was humiliated now beyond anything she had ever known possible. Feeling this animal's eyes glaring shamelessly down at her nakedly open cunt was too much for her to bear and she felt her flesh crawl in revulsion.
Ape saw the hatred and loathing on her face, and this only made him more aroused.
"You think I ain't good enough to fuck you, don't you, bitch?" he roared. "Too fucking high-class for a damned ugly ape like me, is that it?"
"No ... no...." she whimpered.
"Don't lie to me, cunt! I've fucked hundreds of high-class cunts in my time, and you're no different than those fucking pigs down on Hollywood Boulevard! How come you think that hole between your legs is special?"
He was becoming more and more excited as he spoke, and before he knew what he was doing, his hands were jerking his pants down around his ankles. He threw his coat onto the floor, then unbuttoned his shirt and added it to the pile. Standing over the horrified young woman, panting with lust, his cock throbbing with a mixture of rage and desire, he reached down and turned her over onto her stomach.
"Oh, please, don't hurt me," she whispered piteously.
He ignored her pleas, kneeling behind her and pulling her up by the hips so that she was propped on her knees and elbows like a bitch dog about to be humped. His eyes glazed with lust, he grabbed the soft, fleshy globes of her buttocks cruelly, his fingernails digging into the tender flesh and sending explosions of pain throughout her whole body.
"AAAGGGHHH!" she screamed, feeling the excruciating pain, her flesh trembling violently.
Consumed by an insane desire to show the beautiful young woman that he was as good as she was, he spread her quivering ass-cheeks apart with the palms of his hands, his eyes riveting on the tightly puckered rectal opening there. A cruel smile played across his lips as he considered whether he should shove his cock into that tiny hole rather than into the upturned and glistening pussy beneath it.
Shelly shuddered with horrified revulsion as she felt Ape's long thick finger exploring her defenseless anal crack. She was mortified and ashamed, her face and body flushed with humiliation. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she felt his finger run up and down the crevice, sending shivers through her body. The edge of his nail explored the cringing rim of the anal opening and, with a gasp of horror, she thought for a moment he was going to shove his finger deep up inside her bum hole.
"NOOOOOOOO!" she screamed, writhing and twisting out of control now. "NOOOOOOOO!"
But Ape was only toying with her. He continued to run his finger up and down her anal crack as his free hand went up and under her body to close around her swelling breasts.
He mauled her melon-shaped mounds mercilessly, nipping and pinching the buds of her nipples until she was screaming in agony.
Suddenly he was at a fever-pitch of lascivious excitement and he knew he couldn't wait another minute to plunge his hot pole of thick meat up into the glistening, fur-covered cunt between her creamy white legs.
She was moaning with shame and agony as he positioned her hips so that her firm white buttocks were thrust up defenselessly in front of his pulsating cock. He made one concession to the cowering young woman's comfort, moistening the head of his impatiently pulsing cock with his own warm spittle.
Then, shoving his massive prick to the entrance of her tight slit, he pulled back the thick foreskin, revealing his bulbously throbbing cock-head. He nudged the thick knob against her thin cuntal lips and then shoved as hard as he could. The vicious jerk sent Shelly's defensively kneeling body thrusting forward in agony as his monstrous cock suddenly filled her.
"AAAIIIEEE!" she screamed, feeling a fireball of pain consuming her. Now excruciating pain was added to the shame and humiliation she felt.
Ape looked down in triumph at her tightly resisting cunt, then grunted and pushed his thickly pulsating prick up in even farther.
"OOOOHHHHH ... STOP ... IT HURTS!" she screeched, trying to pull forward to escape. But the ugly man gripped her hips as tight as he could, digging his nails into the tender whiteness of her hips and forcing her to remain servile in front of him.
The beautiful blonde thrashed and wailed like a banshee, her head thrown back as she cried out in agony at each new thrust of his vicious cock into her upturned cunt.
"How does it feel, bitch?" he asked with an obscene laugh, slowly fucking in and out of her strained and forever-stretched cuntal channel.
He moved more harshly, increasing his tempo, his mind reeling with lust. His dangling, enormous balls were swinging and slapping at the moistly heated flesh of her creamy thighs, still aching from the way he had dug his fingers into her defenseless flesh, now pained even further by the vicious blasts of hot testicle meat.
"OOOOHHHHH GOD!" she screeched as he dug his powerful prick into her without mercy, splitting and stretching her and making her mind reel with the incredible pain. "STOP ... PLEASE STOP!"
But nothing could stop him now except the fiery blast of his cock that would signal his orgasm. Shelly felt as though she were being ripped to shreds by the hot iron shaft of his prick. He pumped his hips back and forth, back and forth, brutalizing her with each savage thrust of his pistoning rod. He slammed and shoved, excitement surging through him as he heard her piteous cries for mercy.
Beneath, being battered and torn by the huge, ugly man's furious sexual rage, Shelly thought the torturous punishment would never end. She had never experienced anything so painful as the filling sensation in her lower body. Shame and burning humiliation lashed at her and made her want to die.
"How do you like to be fucked by a real man for a change?" Ape grunted. His body was tense and shaking with lust, totally consumed by the waves of hot, throbbing sexuality and he reveled in it. To him, fucking was the most wonderful thing in the world. It sometimes seemed to him that he spent most of his life in a state of perpetual sexual excitement and with a hard-on. As he continued to slam his heatedly jerking prick into the girl's cunt, he hoped that she was being painfully and agonizingly reminded of the way she had spoken to him before, of how she had called him an animal!
Beneath his powerful ramming cock, Shelly was praying for relief from the soul-shattering fire that was burning through her without mercy. She moaned and thrashed her body about uncontrollably, wanting to die, but at the same time wanting to live so she could see this brutal rapist punished for what he was doing to her.
In his sex-crazed mind, Ape mistook the way she was crying out and twisting around as a sign that he had broken through her reserve, that she was now enjoying his frantic fucking.
They're all alike, he thought lewdly, the little cunts all know a good thing when they get it! He had fucked so many women like Shelly, uptight and high-class broads who wouldn't spit on him if they met him on the street, but who were like raging nymphomaniacs once they felt his mammoth cock pounding into their tight little pussies!
His swollen prick plunged still deeper up into her hotly heaving cunt, and he could feel his scalding sperm begin to gather and surge up through the dilated passage that led from his balls to his cock-tip.
Shelly, too, was caught up in something that was threatening to destroy her mind and body. Every nerve in her ached for relief-relief from the pounding, maddening pain and agony. She wondered how she could ever face her husband or any decent person again after being so brutally raped. She would have gladly killed the hulking man if there was a gun handy.
"OH GOD ... OH GOD!" she wailed as she felt his hot load of raging and super-heated semen explode into the violently clenching depths of her cunt. Convulsive spasms rippled through her as he shot load after load of his sticky juices into her.
She felt the disgusting lava of his cock fill her to overflowing, oozing out from the stuffed depths of her cunt to run down her naked white thighs in obscene gobs. Pain and revulsion filled her, and her body burned with shame and humiliation.
She prayed that he would stop now that he had spent his seed in her ravaged pussy, but on and on the frantic, insane fucking went until they were both covered with the sweat that poured off his huge, muscular body; He rammed his prick in and out like a wild animal, until finally, after what seemed forever, the last of his white sticky juices spurted into her and, with a sudden loud sluicing noise, he pulled his gigantic cock out of the painfully-ravaged girl's cunt and slumped to the floor.
The beautiful blonde fell forward onto the softness of the rug, panting and sobbing, feeling the return of the pain to her hideously stretched and shuddering body. She knew that she had been through the most terrifying ordeal any woman could experience, and that it might not be over yet.
"How did you like it, cunt?" he asked smugly, rolling over onto his back so that he could watch her in the event she tried to escape again.
"You ... you ... animal!" she finally managed to say, her voice charged with an intense hatred that surprised the exhausted rapist. "I swear to you ... I'll make you pay for this if it's the last thing I ever do!"
Ape's obscene laughter was echoing around the room when the shrill ring of the telephone made him jump to his feet.
Grabbing the girl by the arm, he brutally pulled her up and then shoved her toward the table where the telephone lay.
"Damn it," he snarled, his mind and body alert again, "I want you to answer that thing. It'll be your husband ... you tell him that you'll be killed if he doesn't do exactly as he's been ordered. Do you understand? Repeat it to me!"
Her eyes wide with fright, Shelly nervously repeated the message she was to give to Frank. Then Ape picked up the telephone, held it to his ear for a moment to listen to the voice on the other end, and handed it to the lovely blonde. He grabbed her arm and suddenly twisted it lightly but menacingly behind her, ready to snap the brittle bones if she didn't obey him.
"Exactly as I told you, bitch," he whispered threateningly.
"Frank, is that you?" Shelly cried out into the receiver. "Darling, there's a horrible man here and says hell kill me if you don't do as you've been ordered! Frank, I'm so terrified! Please, darling, for God's sake don't let them hurt me anymore! Frank? Did you hear me, Frank?"
Before her husband could say anything more, Ape grabbed the telephone out of her hand and, still holding her tightly by the wrist, spoke into it harshly.
"Listen, man, your wife is okay now, but unless I get another phone call in exactly ten minutes telling me that everything's been taken care of, your wife dies, get it, dies!"
He slammed the receiver back down into the cradle and scowled at the nakedly trembling woman. Dragging her across the room to where his discarded coat lay, he pulled a thin coil of rope out of one of the pockets and quickly wrapped it around the shivering woman's wrists and ankles, binding her tightly.
Then, shoving her down onto the couch, he rapidly dressed himself. His next step was to wipe everything he had touched with a handkerchief to remove all fingerprints. Shelly watched him with mounting fear, wondering if the telephone was going to ring in the alloted time.
Ape was waiting just as anxiously, his eyes on the wall clock, the fingers of one meaty hand toying with the keys to the brown Chevy parked just outside the house. The more he thought about the beautiful young wife who lay cringing and naked on the couch, the more Ape hated the moment when he would have to leave her. He knew it was insane to be thinking such irrational thoughts, but he couldn't bear not fucking her at least once more. He could see the glistening tight cunt between her legs where his savage cock had been furiously pumping only minutes before, and he felt his prick start to swell rapidly again at the obscene idea of shoving it into her mouth and making her suck it wantonly for his pleasure.
His own plans were to pick up his share of the money and split immediately for Tucson, then cross the border into Nogales and wait out the hue and cry that was sure to follow the bold bank robbery and rape of the young housewife. He knew that he could disappear into the Mexican landscape without any hassles beyond the payment of a few bribes. From that point on it would be one long orgy of drinking and fucking until his money ran out and he was ready for another job.
Still, it bothered him tremendously that he hadn't gotten his fill of the beautiful banker's wife. Just one more time, he thought obscenely to himself. Just one more chance at that little cunt and it would be worth the risk. As the minutes ticked by he wondered excitedly if he dared take her with him Suddenly the idea became more and more attractive: He could transfer Shelly to his own car, and then drive south into the desert where he could enjoy the girl's succulent body as often as he liked before he was tired of her.
Suddenly the fantasy became a reality for him and he knew that he and the terrified woman weren't parting company just yet.
Grabbing her by the wrist again, he yanked her brutally up from the couch and pulled her down the long hallway toward the area of the house where he suspected the bedrooms might be. They went into the first one he found. Ape pulled a soft velour bedcover from the bed and clumsily wrapped it around the startled Shelly.
"What are you going to do?" she asked in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Shut up, cunt!" he snarled, shoving her out of the bedroom and toward the front room again.
The telephone rang just as they entered the room.
Holding her with one hand, Ape picked it up. A triumphant grin split his ugly face as he heard Harry Rhode's voice speaking to him.
"Hey, man, everything's set!" the excited bank robber said. "Get your ass out of there! I told him not to call the fuzz for thirty minutes, but the asshole is probably on the phone right now! Move, Ape, move!"
The connection was suddenly broken and Ape threw the instrument onto the table, not bothering to replace it in the cradle. "Come on, cunt, let's get out of this dump!" he commanded, pulling her toward the front door.
A quick glance up and down the quiet street told him that no one was watching the house. In several long strides he half-carried the girl to the car. Unlocking the trunk, he cruelly picked her up and thrust her into the dusty compartment.
"Listen, cunt," he said in a voice that was dripping with savage menace, "one word out of you ... or one fucking noise from this trunk and I'll run the fucking car off a cliff with you in it! Play along and you'll be back with your fucking old man in a couple of hours time," he lied smoothly, reveling in the way her eyes were glazing over with horror.
The terrorized young wife tried to speak, but no words came out of her mouth as he slammed the lid down and raced around and got behind the wheel of the car. He had deliberately parked so that the car was pointing downhill, in the direction of Hollywood.
In a moment the motor was roaring and they were speeding down the winding street toward the City that lay with a blanket of smog obscuring it.
As he drove, Ape lovingly massaged his swollen cock, mentally picturing himself and the girl parked somewhere in the hot desert between Los Angeles and Tucson. He could see himself about to spear the lovely woman's waiting slash of a scarlet mouth with his gigantic rod of cock-meat.
As he neared the intersection of Beachwood and Franklin Avenue he could hear loud sirens from somewhere in the vicinity. Luckily, the light at the corner changed and he swung left onto Franklin and joined the heavy traffic before the several black-and-white police cars converged on the street that led up into the hills from where he had just come.
Like all good and law-abiding citizens should, he dutifully slowed his car to a stop and let the screaming sirens pass him.
When he started up again, Ape was smiling lewdly to himself as his meaty fingers brought his trouser-covered cock to a gigantic hardness.
"It's going to be a beautiful day," he said aloud to himself.
CHAPTER FOUR
There was a long driveway beside Alma Grande's bungalow, and Ape carefully maneuvered the Chevy past the house and into the garage. When he walked back to the car's rear and opened the trunk, Shelly Franklin's hysterical face stared back up at him from the darkness. She had wound the soft blanket around her shivering body as it it would protect her from the brutal man.
"W-w what are you g-g-going to do to me?" she whispered.
"Don't worry, baby," he smiled in an attempt to allay the woman's raging fears, "it'll all be over soon, and you'll be back with your husband. You just stay quiet for a little bit longer and you won't have anything to worry about."
He slammed the trunk shut again and went toward the rear door of the house. Alma was sitting at the kitchen table when he came into the room, her ripely voluptuous body clad only in a sheer pink nightgown that made her look even cheaper and older than normally. She smiled seductively at Ape as he went to the kitchen sink and poured out a stiff cognac from the bottle that sat on the sideboard.
"Hello, lover," the flaming-haired female called out to him, noticing the way his crotch bulged out under his tight trousers, remembering the savage but rapturous fucking he had given her the day before. Her creamy cunt burned and ached with desire as she prayed that he would be ready for another orgy of sex.
Ape finished his drink and poured another before turning to her. "Where's Harry and Monk?" he asked quietly, his eyes alert and wary.
"Shit, honey, they split already," Alma laughed, getting up from the table and coming over to where he stood. She rubbed her huge, jutting breasts against his chest, rotating her pelvis seductively up against his heated groin.
"But, don't worry, honey, they left a little package for you. I got it stashed away where it's safe." She paused, insinuating her magnificent body even closer to him, wanting to transfer the hot desire she felt to his hulking and powerful body. "Jeez, Ape, I've been about creaming myself waiting for you to get back! Oh, honey, how about screwing me before I go crazy!"
He looked down at her lust-contorted face in surprise and disbelief. There was no question about her being a damned hot piece of tail, he thought to himself, a juicy cunt who could give as good as she got! But a blow-job and a few fast fucks didn't give the stupid broad any hook on him! She was acting as if she owned him!
Her hands were already grappling with the throbbing mound of his cock, and Ape cruelly reached down and brushed them away, leaving the woman angry and shocked.
"What's the matter with you, baby?" she asked, her eyes flashing. "You can't be in that much of a hurry!"
"Fuck off, you nympho bitch!" Ape snarled, raising his meaty paw as if he were going to hit her. She jumped away, retreating to the kitchen table and picking up her beer bottle to defend herself. Ape followed her, brushing aside the bottle easily. "Where's my money, cunt? Damn it, get it out here!"
Alma was furious, but she had the good sense to know better than to aggravate Ape any further. She walked slowly over to one of the cupboards and pulled out a newspaper-wrapped bundle, handing it to him her eyes full of hurt and rage.
Ape ripped off the newspaper and quickly counted the stacks of bills, throwing each one onto the table as he completed the tally. When he was done, he looked at the sex-hungry woman for a moment and then picked up one of the bundles and peeled off several hundred dollars and thrust it at her.
"Here, bitch," he laughed mirthlessly, stuffing the other bundles into his coat pockets, "go buy yourself one of those Hollywood Boulevard cocksmen! I'm sure you can find someone hard-up enough to fuck you for a price!"
"You bastard!" Alma screamed at him, her rage out of control from the devastating insult he had given her. "Damn you, you fucking animal, I'll kill you for that!"
Her face suddenly felt as if it were exploding into a million pieces as the brutish man slapped her as hard as he could across the cheek. She flew backwards, collapsing against the table, sliding slowly to the floor in a tangled heap of naked arms and legs.
Ape bent over her and patted her gently on the other cheek, laughing quietly.
"I'm splitting now, bitch!" he said in an unemotional voice. "Just remember this, cunt! Harry paid you pretty damned well for putting us up ... and I slipped you a little cock as a bonus! You just keep thinking how lucky you are that I don't wring your fucking neck before I go!"
* * *
He strode through the kitchen and out the front door. He hadn't particularly wanted to slap the red-haired cunt around, he thought to himself as he went down the front steps of the bungalow and toward where he had parked the Cadillac the night before, but she was just like every other conniving bitch in the world-slip them a little prick and they think they own a man!
A vague sense of uneasiness was beginning to form in his excited brain as he approached the spot where he had left the sleek car. Suddenly his mind reeled as he saw a battered old Ford where his car should have been! The Cadillac was gone!
He looked up and down the street with desperate eyes, wondering if they were playing tricks on him. But the car wasn't anywhere to be seen. Frantic now, he raced back up the bungalow's steps, taking them three at a time, and into the house.
"Alma! Damn it, bitch, where's my fucking car?" he shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran into the kitchen. The red-head was standing at the table, her face still deeply imprinted with the outline of his hand, tears flowing rapidly down over the fiery spot.
"WHERE IN THE HELL IS MY CAR?" he roared angrily, taking her by the shoulders and shaking her violently. "WHERE IS IT? WHAT IN THE FUCK DID YOU DO WITH IT?"
"How in the hell would I know anything about your car?" Alma retorted, terrified now as she struggled to get out of his enraged grasp. "Maybe somebody stole it! How the fuck do I know?"
Suddenly she was laughing hysterically, great blasts of laughter rocking her body and contorting her face. On. and on the insane cackling went until Ape slapped her again. She screamed and collapsed into a chair, her laughter changing to sobs of agony.
Ape's mind reeled with the awful injustice of what was happening to him He had to get out of Los Angeles quickly, that much was certain! But there was no way to leave without wheels. He knew instinctively that he couldn't take the brown Chevy-there was too much chance that some nosey neighborhood snoop had seen it parked in front of Shelly Franklin's house and noted the number.
"Oh, shit ... shit ... SHITTTTTT!" he roared, slamming his clenched fish against the table and making the dishes jump wildly around. Suddenly he looked at Alma again. "Where's your car?"
"I d-d-don't have one," she whispered, her sobs subsiding. "I c-c-can't d-d-drive!"
Almost out of his mind with anger and frustration, Ape went over to the sink and gulped down the rest of the cognac in the bottle, then threw it across the room, just missing Alma's head as it crashed into the kitchen wall and splintered into a thousand pieces.
Calmer now, he tried to think. He would have to get another car somewhere-and quickly! But aside from the money he carried in his coat pockets, he had only a few hundred dollars to his name. It would be too dangerous to spend the money from the bank so soon in case they had registered the serial numbers. His own plan had been to fence the money in Nogales very slowly. His own money would hardly buy a car good enough to take him to the Mexican border, let alone leave enough to replace his expensive clothing which had been in the Cadillac's trunk.
No, the only thing worth considering was for him to steal something newer and more powerful for the flight to Mexico. He knew that, in the car-theft capitol of the world-Los Angeles, the police rarely even bothered to keep an eye out for stolen cars. If he waited until ten or eleven o'clock tonight he could pick up something easily on any of the nearby streets, something that wouldn't even be missed until he was safe in Tucson.
He was completely cool as he faced Alma once again.
"Okay, baby, it looks like you and me are going to spend a few more hours together," he said slowly, his expression changing to one of panic as he suddenly remembered the lovely girl in the trunk of the Chevy. "Oh, shit, shit, SHIT!
Hey, I almost forgot, we got company!"
"Company? Who?"
"None of your business, cunt!" he snapped. "All you need to know is that I got a broad out in the Chevy. She's going to stay with me until tonight! You don't ask any questions or even open your mouth to say anything to her, understand? The less you know the safer it is for your fucking health!"
Alma looked at him in silence, her face burning with pain, her soul crying out for revenge for the wrong the brutal, ugly man had done her. Her cunt still ached with frustration and desire, but she knew that there was nothing she could do about that until Ape left her in her misery.
"You got someplace in this dump where I can stash this broad?" he asked at last. "Someplace where she can't get away or get the cops or the neighbors down on us with her screaming?"
Alma sighed wearily, in surrender, all the fight gone out of her.
"Yeh, there's a room under the house I use sometimes for special guests," she said tonelessly. "There's no windows and the only way out is through a trapdoor set in the floor."
"Then get it ready, bitch!" Ape commanded.
"I'll be back in a minute!"
He went out toward the garage.
* * *
Shelly lay in the tiny, airless cell-like room shivering with fear. It had been almost an hour since the savage rapist had carried her from the car and dumped her on the small, uncomfortable couch that made into a bed. She had been unable to see anything, her face completely covered by the blanket, but she suspected that she was in a house somewhere not too far from her own home.
The angry voices and the stomping footsteps over her head made her more frightened. She prayed that they wouldn't stop, and that the man wouldn't come back downstairs to hurt her again.
But they did finally stop, and she made her trembling and naked body into a tight little ball as someone came down the steep steps. Her whole body ached from the brutal treatment she had received at the hands of the vicious man, and her pussy was throbbing uncontrollably from the hideous stretching he had done.
"You okay, bitch?" Ape asked from the other side of the dimly-lighted room, his nostrils wrinkling from the stale air and closeness of the windowless space.
"Leave me alone!" she pleaded from the couch, her eyes wild with horror. "Don't touch me! Please, for God's sake, don't touch me again!"
She could see that the brutish man wore only his trousers and shoes. His hairy upper torso made her cringe with revulsion as he came closer to her and began unzipping his fly.
"I got a treat for you, baby," he growled with amusement. "I'm gonna let you suck me off this time! I'm gonna let you wrap those fucking lips of yours around my cock and suck me!"
The disgusting words hit Shelly like a bolt of lightning and she involuntarily sat erect with shock.
"NOOOOOO!" she screamed. "NNNOOOOOO! AAAGGGHHH...."
Her screams were suddenly choked off as he grabbed her around the neck and began squeezing, applying just enough pressure to keep her from fainting, but enough to let her know that he could kill her if he wanted!
"Now listen, cunt, and listen good!" Ape ordered. "If you don't get that mouth of yours working on my knob I'll kill you right fucking now! I'm sick and tired of creepy cunts who talk back to me! You want to die, that's okay by me! But this is the last chance I give you, understand?"
Almost out of her mind with horror, Shelly nodded. It had come down to this for her-either she let her mouth be raped or she would die! She had to do it, she knew, or she would never see her husband again! The fight between her disgust and her instincts for survival raged hotly in her mind as Ape waited.
Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, the brutal man tightened his grip on her throat.
"Suck it, bitch!" he growled. "Suck it!"
Steeling herself, praying that her husband would never find out what she was about to do, she clasped the huge, heatedly throbbing cock in her slim hand, feeling a sense of revulsion at the rubbery shaft. It was so thick that she could just barely get her fingers around its bulk.
"I don't want you playing with me, I want sucked-off," he hissed, letting go of her throat and grabbing her by the hair and pulling her head back so that the trembling woman winced in pain. "I'm so hot I could come all over your face right now," he went on, shifting his position and forcing her head down between his legs, "but that's not what I want. I want to come in your mouth. So suck, bitch, suck it!"
Fighting down a wave of nausea at his coarse words and cruel treatment, Shelly grasped the heavy, blue-veined column of cock-meat in both her hands. It seemed horrible to have to look at him as he tortured her but, despite herself, she found a perverse fascination in inspecting a fully erect male cock for the first time. It was long and thick, and a few droplets of sticky juice glistened on the smooth rubbery tip. It gave a little jerk as she touched it, lurching out of her hands for a moment and waving wildly in the air, as if it had a life of its own. Retrieving it, she groaned piteously and began lightly licking the wetly glistening length of the shaft, noticing for the first time the velvety texture and the deep ridges of the veins against her tongue.
"That's more like it, cunt," Ape laughed obscenely, reaching down and seizing the heavily throbbing cock with one hand and directing her head back with the other. "Now open that mouth and get going ... I want the best-fucking blow job I ever got!"
Shelly recoiled as she felt the huge, lust-swollen tip of his hotly pulsating prick press against her lips, trying to force an entry into her mouth.
"Noooooo!" she moaned between tightly clenched teeth as she tried to move away from the massive instrument of torture.
Ape gave a vicious wrench to her blonde hair, however, which caused her to cry out in pain. As soon as her mouth opened he plunged his thick, bludgeoning cock into the warm softness of her mouth, forcing it all the way to the back of her throat so that she gagged helplessly at its size. For a moment she thought about biting down as hard as she could on the monstrous shaft arid giving the man a taste of his own sadistic medicine. But Ape seemed to sense what she was thinking.
"Don't try any funny business, cunt!" he hissed, twisting her head backwards again, "or I'll fix you good! Go ahead, baby, suck me off real nice!"
The terrified young wife knelt on the floor in front of the hulking man, his massively pulsating cock lodged securely in her reluctant mouth. She was powerless to resist, and she cowered in shame and humiliation, wondering if she could stand the obscene thing he was demanding. Suddenly she began to panic and she struggled desperately to be free.
She arched her body upwards, trying to repel the huge shaft from her mouth. Only a few inches of the shaft came out, and he grunted and yanked her hair more savagely. Then, miraculously, he pulled his steaming prick completely free and stared down at her with frustration and rage in his eyes.
"Okay, bitch, I guess you need a lesson in manners!" he shouted down at her. "Maybe what you need is for me to ream out that tight little asshole of yours with my cock! Would you like that better?"
The awful words and the images they brought to Shelby's reeling mind were enough to make her cry out in fear. She shuddered, tears streaming down her face, as she allowed her wetly ovaled lips to enclose the tip of his long heavy organ again. Anything would be better than what he was threatening-anything! A shiver of renewed revulsion ran through her as she determined to force herself to do as he asked. Taking the entire blunted head into her mouth, she began to suck as if her life depended upon it.
He growled with satisfaction as he felt his eagerly pulsating cock slide wetly around in the soft yielding mouth of the tearful young woman. He watched with smugly gleaming eyes, his face glistening with sweat, as she took the hard swollen length into the very depths of her throat.
Enjoying his power, he moved his hips and fucked his heavily pulsing cockhead in and out deeply and slowly, savoring the delicious feeling of her warm young lips nibbling and licking at the smooth bulbous hardness and then ciasping wetly around the thick skewering pole. He loved the feel of his cock-flesh rubbing tantalizingly against her teeth, and her tongue swirling hotly against the sensitive underside. In and out he went, increasing his tempo as his corrupt passion mounted, exploring with undisguised glee the interior of her warmly working oral cavity, twisting his pelvis lasciviously about in rhythm to her hesistant sucking motions.
Shelly gagged, almost choking, as the massive pole of rigid male cock-meat throbbed against the back of her throat. But it seemed that the more she resisted the worse it was for her. Her only salvation seemed to be in bringing the sadistic man to climax quickly.
She began to suck harder, tentatively at first, then with more pressure of her lips and tongue against the hot spear of cock-flesh.
"That's it, cunt, suck it harder," Ape grunted hoarsely, moving his naked pelvis more obscenely against her lovely face.
Shelly felt as though she would be smothered from his sheer bulk. Feeling entirely degraded now, she wanted to die from shame and humiliation, but she reminded herself that this was the only way she could survive, no matter how foul and repulsive it was!
Strangely, as soon as she accepted her fate, a great deal of tension seemed to be lifted from her. Her body began to relax slightly, and she was horrified to feel a warm and excited moistness seeping from between her legs, and to realize that for some time she had been rubbing her naked thighs together, squeezing her clitoris between her cunt-lips, creating a deepening throbbing in her stomach.
Stunned, she wondered what was happening to her. It was bizarre, unbelievable, but it seemed that the disgusting act she was performing on the brutish man was bringing her pleasure!
To her own horror, she realized that, if she spread her legs just slightly and spread them back, she could reach her swollen and aching clitoris with the fingers of one hand. Hardly daring to believe she was actually doing it, she began to flick the tip of her finger back and forth over the throbbing little bud of flesh in rhythm with her warm, wetly sucking motions on Ape's heatedly thickening prick.
"Ooohhhhhh," she sighed as stinging flashes of almost unbearable pleasure surged through her belly, working upwards from her wetly steaming cunt. Hungrily, her warm wet mouth pulled on Ape's shaft of swollen flesh as her fingers uncontrollably worked feverishly, straining to reach more of her own hotly pulsing cunt. She hated herself for doing this depraved thing, feeling like a whore, detesting the raging desires that had been aroused in her!
"Suck it, baby," Ape called out to her. "Eat my cock ... chew it ... harder! Harder!"
Swept away in an erotic torrent not of her own making, the horrified young wife did as she was told. Her legs flailed wildly apart as her teasing fingers massaged her quivering little clitoris in time to the lascivious sucking she was giving the huge man's cock.
Ape could feel his desire-heated semen beginning to gather and surge in the heavy sacs of his balls which bobbed and slapped lewdly down against the girl's chin with every stroke of .his prick into her now hungrily working lips.
"AAAGGGHHH!" he moaned hotly, feeling the rushing approach of his climax. Suddenly he was afraid that she would pull her mouth away at the last moment and not swallow his heated seed. To prevent her from doing this, he grabbed her head between his hands and held her tightly in place as he continued his increasingly wild and furious in and out thrusts.
The desire-confused young wife sucked greedily at his cock, almost unaware of what she was doing. Her reeling mind was focused almost entirely on the warm and explosive ecstasy between her legs, and she was being swept up in the whirling vortex of her very first orgasm.
She felt his pelvic gyrations become more intense, as though he were going to shove his cock all the way down her throat with each savage lunge and powerful stroke. His head was thrown back and a grimace of ecstasy contorted his face as his breathing became more labored.
Suddenly Shelly felt a hot spurt of viscous wetness shoot out of his madly jerking prick deep into her throat, the first of a series that seemed like timed explosions.
At first the thick, creamy liquid revolted her and she nearly gagged, but then her own fevered orgasm, triggered by her obscene self-fingering reached its peak. Her nakedly voluptuous body shook with waves of hot and throbbing pleasure, and her own loins exploded with burning rapture as the spasming walls of her tight young pussy gushed out their moist female juices, cascading them hotly down her openly quivering cuntal slit and causing her nearly to faint with overwhelming ecstasy from the force of it.
In the mind-blowing release that overcame her with such deep intensity, her distaste and revulsion for the hot male juices still spurting into her mouth vanished completely. Now it thrilled her as nothing had ever done before. Abandoning herself to her shattering orgasm, she swallowed the hulking man's semen with eagerly sucking lips. Her own climax was mounting higher and higher with unbelievable sensations flowing through her whole body as she continued to dig into her gaping, steaming cuntal trench with furious fingers.
She moaned in erotic frenzy as she voraciously gulped down the white-hot seed, her cheeks ballooning out with the volume of it.
Ape laughed obscenely, his body jerking out of control in the throes of his own heated pleasure. He drove his wildly spurting cock deeper into the woman's mouth, loving the feeling of power it gave him.
"OOOOHHHHHH!" she moaned around the heated prick that was stuffing her warm oval cavern, almost incoherent with the force of her explosive orgasm, her cunt hot and thrilled by her own passion-crazed finger-fucking.
Finally, after what seemed like hours of torrential pleasure for them both, Ape drained himself of the last of his hotly spurting semen and, with a deep moan of satisfaction, he withdrew his softening rod from Shelly's still greedily sucking mouth and fell down onto the couch next to her, enjoying the sense of power and contentment that always filled him after such wonderful pleasure.
The sex-crazed girl let her fingers linger in her moistly twitching cunt for a few moments as her body came back to earth, still radiant with the overwhelming sensations it had received.
She could scarcely believe the fantastic joy of sexual orgasm that she had found in such a disgusting and degrading act. His mouth-fucking had been loathsome and horrible, but it had accidentally triggered deep passions in her that she knew instinctively would never be quiet again.
"How'd you like it, baby?" he asked with a lewd grin.
"I ... I ... I ... ," she stammered, not trusting herself to speak. She still loathed him with a deep and burning hatred that would never leave her, but she couldn't bring herself to articulate her feelings, afraid that he would kill her if she told him how disgusting he was.
"Don't worry, honey," he went on, seeing her face blush with shame and humiliation, "in a few days you'll be begging me to let you suck my cock!"
In a few days!
Shelly's mind reeled again with horror. How long did he intend to keep her captive? she wondered bitterly. Her only thought was to get back to her loving husband and the safety and stability he could give her. She groaned with frustration now as the awful thought that she would never get away from the brutal rapist hit her with full force.
"But ... but ... you said you'd let me go!" she wailed, tears of rage once again flowing heatedly down her cheeks. "You said you would ... you promised!"
"I'm not finished with you just yet, bitch!" Ape growled, reveling in the look of unrelieved misery that was contorting the young wife's lovely face. "But, don't worry, when I'm done I'll see that you get back to your fucking husband okay!"
He rested his head wearily against the back of the couch. He was sleepy now, more tired than he had been in days. The excitement of the events that had taken place were taking their toll on him and he wanted to sleep for a few hours before setting out to steal a car.
He looked around the room to see if there were any weapons that the girl could use against him. There was nothing. Satisfied, he watched her eyes widen in surprise as he stretched his huge body on the couch.
"I'm going to take a nap," he said. "You just behave yourself and don't try nothing." He patted his trouser pocket smugly. "The key is right here, baby, so you can't get away from me!"
The beautiful blonde looked on in horror as he closed his eyes and, almost immediately, began snoring. And then a deep deep depression settled over her mind and body. She was lost, she thought bitterly to herself, wanting to scream from rage and frustration.
* * *
Upstairs, Alma paced angrily back and forth across the worn rug of her bedroom, her face a mask of rage, her whole voluptuous body trembling and burning with lust, her cunt damp with the juices that flowed heatedly down from the quivering velvet of her pussy walls.
She needed a good hard cock ramming up into her steaming slit now! She had expected Ape to give her all of the fucking she needed for the next few days, to keep her cunt and her mouth and her asshole stuffed with his monstrous prick and make her come time and time again. Instead, he had laughed at her and brought the sexy little blonde hostage into her house. And he seemed to love the way she bitterly denounced him for wanting the girl instead of her!
It isn't fair! she thought bitterly. She had let Ape and the others rent the house, had protected them from the police even though they were now wanted criminals, and they repaid her by scorning her body! It just wasn't fair!
She ran her slender fingers down over her naked thighs, wanting desperately to thrust them up into the creamy dampness of her cunt and relieve the terrible desire she felt. But she knew that finger-fucking herself would only be more frustrating and give her only temporary relief. No, what she needed was a cock-a huge male prick that would slam into her pussy without mercy and make her feel like a desirable woman again, not just some old bag!
Suddenly she heard the doorbell ring.
Alarmed, she quickly slipped into a thin housecoat, feeling the material graze against her swollen and tingling nipple-tips as she wrapped it around her. She was expecting no one, and the first thought that came to her head was that it was the police!
Hurrying quickly through the house, she lifted the edge of one front room curtain and peered out onto the porch. Her eyes widened with triumph and she began grinning immediately as she saw that it was Lonny Wilkins, a horny seventeen year-old boy who lived in an apartment down the street.
She had met the husky youth in one of the neighborhood supermarkets and they had become friends when he helped carry her groceries home. That had been a day much like today, when Alma was half out of her mind with lust and with no readily available male to satisfy her raging passions.
The boy had been almost overwhelmed by the ferocity of the older woman's passions, and he had fucked her several times that day. Over the months he had come to her house on a regular schedule, seemingly always ready to shove his thick prick into the willing woman's body.
Tonight he was just what the doctor ordered!
Opening the front door with trembling fingers, she smiled lewdly at the boy and pulled him inside.
"Hi, Alma," Lonny said, his eyes sweeping up and down the ripe curves of the older woman's voluptuous body. It was obvious from the way his cock was swelling under his tight jeans that he had come to fuck.
"Oh, Jesus, honey, am I glad to see you!" she whispered, clutching his young body to her own, rubbing her heated pubic mound against the hardness at his groin while she kissed him fervently. "I was just thinking about you, honey, thinking about that sweet prick of yours!
Mmmnnn, it feels so good!"
Lonny grinned with lewd excitement, suspecting that this was going to be quite a night for him. Like Alma, he loved to fuck-loved to have the nymphomaniac woman suck his cock-reveled in the obscene and uninhibited way she shared her lovely body with him!
"Come on into my bedroom, baby," she whispered, stepping back and grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the back of the house.
"How come you're whispering, Alma?" the boy asked as she shoved him into her bedroom and shut the door behind them.
"I got guests, Lonny," she replied stripping off her housecoat and watching the boy gasp with erotic anticipation at the sight of her heated body. She knew it was dangerous to have the youth in the house while Ape was here, but she didn't care any longer-her cunt was aching and burning with too much desire to worry about him! "We're going to have to be quiet, honey," she continued, her voice pitched low as she reached down and began unzipping the boy's jeans. "It's my brother and his wife, from, uh, from out of town! Oh, hurry and get those clothes off, baby, I'm burning up for some of that sweet young cock of yours!"
The sheer size of his cock as he stripped off his jeans made her gasp. It was even bigger than usual tonight. Not as large as Ape's, of course, but plenty big enough to satisfy her.
Trembling with uncontrollable lust, she allowed the youth to push her down onto the bed and begin flicking his hot tongue over her nipples, bringing them to a greater hardness as his hand stroked her impatient flesh, frolicking lightly over the volutpuous curves of her ass-cheeks and thighs, along her outer leg to her knees and then slowly, tantalizingly, up the tender inner flesh until his fingers were teasing at the entrance to her hotly throbbing cunt.
"Suck my tits," she ordered gently.
His mouth began to move slowly over the smooth mound of her quivering belly until his tongue was tickling hotly at the triangular border of her flaming red pubic hair. His hand slid up and down the sensitive inner thighs, inviting them to open for him. For a moment she was tempted to demand that he fuck her immediately, but she changed her mind, reveling in the way he was bringing her to the peak of ecstasy every time his tongue came close to her steaming cunt.
"Ooohhh, Lonny, I can't stand it!" she cried out, arching her burning cunt up toward his face.
He continued to assault her achingly trembling flesh, shifting on the bed until he drew her legs wide apart and climbed up between them.
"Don't worry, Alma," the youth panted, "we'll fuck ... we'll fuck until you're begging me to stop!"
But it wasn't his prick that she suddenly found pressed against the swollen lips of her fearfully pulsing cunt. Instead, his mouth touched her as he stretched out on the bed and buried his face between her steaming loins. All the gentleness and tenderness was gone now in a blazing flash of lust as his heated tongue parted her dilated cuntal lips and began to lash the velvety pink flesh there, spearing into her madly writhing pussy and then running up to lewdly massage her hardened clitoris and send her into spasms of ecstasy.
"Ooohhh ... my God, suck me ... aaahhh ... I can't stand it ... ooohhh!" she moaned, arching her cunt up to meet the rampaging tongue that was sweeping her along on a torrent of hot passion.
Her trembling thighs locked around the boy's head, holding him tightly to her as she began to rock her entire body in rhythm to the lewd bobbing of his head and the tantalizing thrusting of his tongue.
The warm oral spear plunged deep up into her steaming pussy softness, his flickering tongue driving her wild as it seemed to reach the mouth of her womb. She could feel her cuntal muscles tightening, sucking and clasping and trying to pull it further up inside her. He teased it out, licking the entire length of her overwhelmed cunt with the flat, raspy flesh, then returned momentarily to the hardened knob of her inflamed clitoris.
"Harder, baby, suck me harder!" she wailed, squirming up and trying to open her steaming cuntal trench all the way to his questing tongue. "AAAAAAHHHHHH ... my clit! Suck my clit!"
Her wildly aroused body trembled with lust as she felt her first orgasm blast through her cunt and spread out through her quivering belly and limbs. She wrapped her flailing legs around his head with more pressure, driving her tongue-speared pussy harder against his mouth as his wildly swirling tongue delved deeper up between her creamy thighs. His lips sucked her warm feminine secretions from her spasming cuntal flesh as fast as they flowed down the length of her lust-inflamed pussy. Her fingers were tangling in his long hair and she tried to force as much of the heated face against her climaxing slit as possible.
"Lick me, baby, suck me ... chew my clit! I'm coming ... I'm coming ... oh, your lovely mouth ... my God ... it's wonderful ... wonderfulllllllll!"
She felt as if her mind was leaving her body as the waves of passion built in her and tumbled out through her cunt into the eagerly searching mouth of the frantic boy.
When she had come several times she fell back on the bed, weak and exhausted, drained of her sexual energey for a moment. But the boy was far from finished with her cunt: His tongue swept across the throbbing button of her clitoris and soon had her crying out for more and more of the rapturous sensations of animal pleasure.
Suddenly he pulled his mouth away from her twitching cunt and shifted himself, raising up over her, the bulging head of his desire-hardened cock finding the pulsing pussy-lips of her juice-slickened cunt and sliding easily between them.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Alma," he whispered, his breathing hard and rapid, the aroma of her own pussy wafting down to her flaring nostrils and making her even more aroused than before. "I'm going to fuck you through this damned bed ... fuck you so hard you'll think you were in heaven! You want it, don't you? You want me to shove my cock into your cunt and fuck you?"
"Oh, Jesus, Lonny, yes ... yessssss!"
She grasped the immense shaft of his young cock and guided it unerringly up to the most intimate depths of her pussy. She was as ready as it was possible for her to be, and even so, the sheer bulk of his throbbing hardness made her tremble and lust for more of it. He was pressing steadily forward as she had taught the youth to do, working his slim hips rhythmically from side to side, literally reaming his way up into the hot, moistly clutching depths of her cock-hungry cunt. It seemed to her that he was bigger than he had ever been before, that he was filling her warm cavern to the bursting point.
Determined to take all of him without flinching, she splayed her legs wide, arching her back and pushing her throbbing pussy up to him with desperate eagerness. He was beginning to pump in and out already, each time rolling his muscular young body over her, rotating his lust-thickened cock deeper and deeper into her warmly demanding pussy, which managed to flower open even wider in the face of the incessant onslaught of cock-meat.
"All of it, Lonny," she cried out, "get it all inside me ... I want to feel you coming out of my mouth!"
She raised up, grasping his buttocks and at the same time locking her sweat-streaked thighs tightly around his hips and digging her heels into his back until she was hanging on him. She felt his hands slide under her shoulders and gain a hold on them as she arched herself up off the bed.
Then he rammed forward with as much strength as his body allowed.
"AAAGGGHHH!" Alma screamed, feeling his immense rod of hot meat slam deep up into her passion-drenched cunt. Then his young balls were slapping into the wide-open crack of her buttocks and she knew that she had absorbed him to the fullest. She clung to him, urging him on, shouting lewd obscenities that she knew were certain to inflame him to the heights of passion. Her cuntal muscles clamped tightly around the monstrous prick that was skewering her, squeezing him, bringing the young man as much raw animal pleasure as she herself was getting.
"Will you suck it for me after I get done?" he asked in wide-eyed wonder at the sensations that were filling his joins. "You know, suck it slow and easy the way I like?"
"Oh, yes, I'll do anything ... just keep fucking me until I come again, baby! Ooohhh! Ooohhh! That's wonderful! Fuck me, Lonny, split me apart with that cock of yours ... make me come again ... MAKE ME COOOMMMEEE!"
He began to pump her, slowly, tantalizingly, drawing back on each stroke until only the huge bulbous head of his cock remained inside the softly clutching mouth of her cunt, a mouth that turned inside out with every withdrawal, and then going deep into her again. At first he didn't set a rhythm, just sinking his cock into her and then grinding against her eagerly pulsing clitoris. Then, as his passions built, he began plunging in and out with increasing fervor, bruising her insides when he hit bottom. Alma could feel the desire-swollen tip smack against her tender cervix every time he slammed forward, and it brought new gasps of pleasure and pain from her parted, love-swollen cunt-lips. As the minutes went by, she began matching his lewd movements, rising to meet each obscene stroke with her clenching pussy, reveling in the lust-inspiring invasion of her overheated cunt by the youth.
"Fuck me, baby, harder ... harder ... split me in two ... slam it to me ... deeper ... deeper!" she demanded, screwing up her pelvis, wanting to spill her cuntal moisture again.
She twisted and clutched at him, clutching desperately, trying to devise new ways to get more of him inside her. She looked down between their bodies to see his glistening pole of hardened flesh that was ramming in and out of her hair-fringed pussy and she couldn't believe how good she felt.
The boy began to hump in earnest, each driving thrust bringing another gasp of pleasure from the middle-aged woman. She felt herself coming again, knew that the sticky, musty secretions from her super-heated cunt were oozing around the boy's enormous cock and making squishy little noises as he pounded into her. She had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming in ecstasy as each succeeding wave of overwhelming orgasm wracked her climaxing body. She could no longer focus her eyes, could see his face only dimly in the heat of her orgasm. Her hand went down and found his sperm-laden balls and squeezed them until Lonny cried out in pain.
"Wrap those beautiful legs of yours around my back and fuck harder!" the boy demanded suddenly.
She obeyed him, rising high, positioning her elbows on the heaving mattress, cupping the milk-white melons of her thrashing buttocks and offering them up as an alter of love to him while she used her firm-muscled legs to hold him prisoner and his rampant cock, glistening with her heated come, pistoned in and out of her tightly encasing cunt.
She was like a rutting animal and she was loving it. Inside her quaking, come-slippery cunt, she could feel his thickly swollen prick getting bigger and harder as he rushed to his own climax. Another massive spasm of pure ecstasy was building deep inside her too, and she pulled away suddenly for a glance at the monstrous prick that was skewering her, "Oh, Lonny, I'm ready ... come with me now ... I want to feel you deep inside me!"
He began to fuck her with a new frenzy, panting, driving deep while she held her wide-split pussy up to him and her legs clamped tightly around his back. A deep low groaning began far down in his throat and his cock became a lust-incited machine as it plunged and retreated, and then she felt the tremendous white-hot spurting, the orgasmic spasms which shook his young wild body, and she realized she was matching him with a fury which left her body completely out of control.
"Ooohhhhhh! I'm coming ... I'm coming again!" she squealed, screaming and clutching at him with the frenzied strength of her passion, sinking her sharp white teeth into the muscles of her shoulder until she could taste the saltiness of her perspiring young skin in her frantically sucking mouth. "Oh, Lonny ... Lonny ... OOOHHH MY GOD!"
And then, moments later, it was over. Limply they collapsed on the bed, their bodies heaving with satiated relief, both of them panting and trying to regain their breath. She continued to hold the teenager, caressing and massaging his sweating body while his throbbing cock slowly shrank and slipped out of her passion-drenched curfL The smell of their bodies and of the wild lovemaking was heavy in the small bedroom, and her entire body ached deliciously, particularly her inner thighs and her come-flooded pussy.
After a long time she reached down between her legs where she was wet and sticky, and her hand touched his limp cock gently, making him squirm up against her with pleasure.
"Are you going to suck me now, Alma?" he asked in a hoarse voice that was charged with obscene lust. "Are you, huh?"
This was the sex game that the boy loved most, and the one that filled him with the most obscene pleasure. She had taught him the rapture of having his cock sucked early in their relationship, and he couldn't get enough of it. But it wasn't only the joy of plunging his cock into her warm and velvety mouth that he loved-it was the way she did it, teasing and tantalizing him until he was almost out of his mind with lewd frustration before she wrapped her scarlet lips around his gigantic prick and sucked the life out of him!
"Yes ... ," she whispered, slowly sliding her body down on the bed until her face was just even with his snake-like prick, " ... yes, I'm going to suck you now, Lonny. But first you have to make me want it, don't you?"
A lewd smile creasing his face, the youth thrust his hips up into the air as she grasped the swelling shaft of his cock and planted a light kiss along the heated meat.
CHAPTER FIVE
Ape jumped up from the couch, his eyes still full of sleep, a puzzled look on his face as he looked around the room and saw the young blonde huddled naked and cringing in a corner.
"What the hell was that noise?" he asked sleepily.
"I-I-I don't know," she whispered. "Somebody upstairs was screaming and hollering!"
Shelly had been cowering on the floor in the corner for almost an hour, ever since Ape had taken the couch for his sleep. She was cold and hungry, more hungry than she had ever been in her life. The gnawing ache in her belly was almost as strong-as the fear she felt for her safety.
The wild screams had begun long minutes ago-Shelly had no way of telling the passage of time-and they had frightened her horribly. She wanted to awaken the brutal rapist on the couch, but she had been too afraid to do that, preferring instead to huddle on the floor and pray that she wasn't going to be hurt any further.
Ape swung his legs over the edge of the couch, and rubbed his eyes, listening intently for any more of the screams that had awakened him. There seemed to be none now, and he wondered idly if it had been a nightmare. No, he thought to himself, the girl heard them too!
"I'm hungry," the ravaged young blonde whispered, her fear widened eyes trying to evade his muscular body and the glistening cock that still lay against his trousers so obscenely.
"Yeh, me too," he grunted, standing up and stretching himself. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten since this morning. "Let's go upstairs and see what we can find, huh? I guess you aren't going to try and get away, are you, bitch? I mean, if you did, I'd break your fucking neck, and you wouldn't want that!"
He grinned, flexing his muscles, feeling more powerful than he had felt in a long, long time.
He knew that it was dangerous to take the young victim upstairs, that Alma might be even more jealous than she had been when he brought the girl into the house. But he didn't really care, he told himself. In a short time he and the girl would be on their way toward the Mexican border, leaving Alma Grande and the squalor of her dumpy little house far behind.
He picked up the blanket from the couch and tossed it to the girl, ordering her to put it around her naked body. Then, holding her wrist tightly, they went up the short stairway and he unlocked the solid padlock that held the trap-door closed.
Pushing it up, he led the girl up into the darkened front room. The trap-door had been ingeniously set into the floor and then covered with a faded rug so that no one would suspect that there even was a room under the house. Still holding her wrist tightly, he smoothed the rug back into place over the opening and then led her toward the kitchen.
Suddenly, just as they were passing the closed door to Alma's bedroom, they heard a low animal-like whine of either ecstasy or torment-perhaps both-from inside the room.
"Jesus, what's going on in there?" Ape whispered, stopping and pressing his ear to the door.
Shelly cringed along the wall, her wrist hurting from the way the man was holding it so painfully. She watched with anxiety in her eyes as Ape's hand slowly went down to the doorknob and eased the door open just a fraction of an inch.
A wet, sucking sound, came out at them from the bedroom. Shelly's heart fluttered as she held her breath in silence. She didn't know if the noises were human or animal, but it was obvious that she was about to find out, because Ape had eased the door open another few inches and was inching into the darkened bedroom, pulling her behind, his forefinger across his lips in a sign that she should be quiet.
"Oh God!" she cried out silently and bit her lip to keep from screaming as, from over Ape's shoulders, she saw a young boy and a red-haired woman wrestling naked and oblivious to their presence on a bed in the corner of the room. The only light in the room came from a dim nightlight that cast an eerie shadow on the madly writhing bodies on the bed.
From ten feet away, she saw the woman's head rolling back and forth, her face contorted with the faraway stare of exotic lust, while the youth knelt between her legs, his tongue darting into the woman's obscenely splayed crotch, teasing and tantalizing it, sucking voraciously as the woman cooed to his fervent mouth-fucking.
Watching them in the almost total darkness, Shelly couldn't move. She was frozen to the spot where she stood. Ape was equally still, shielding her own body with his as they watched the erotic show being given them.
Shelly wanted to turn away, but she couldn't. She was hypnotized by the dark-haired boy's salacious tongue and the woman's wild response. Suddenly, without any warning, Ape turned to her and winked, grabbing her around the waist and pulling the blanket almost off her trembling and lithe young body. She clutched at it, holding it to her quivering breast as the man moved around behind her, pushing her gently closer to the obscene couple on the bed. For one wild moment, she thought he was going to shove her onto the bed, but he stopped when they were about five feet from the erotically naked couple.
He pulled her around behind a low, overstuffed chair that sat between them and the bed, shoving Shelly around until she was leaning over the back of the chair with him behind her.
Even in the dim light the horrified young wife could see the woman's naked body being aroused to a fever-pitch of passion by the boy's tongue. The warm oral spear darted back and forth, licking lightly over the woman's trembling clitoris that nestled in the raw wetness of her open pink slit. Alma was jumping about and twisting out of control, lifting her long, smoothly tapering legs and clamping her ivory thighs about the boy's head. Slowly she began rolling her hips back and forth, then up and down in an obscene rhythm of animal lust, bent on rubbing the salacious tongue over her lust-hungering cunt until neither she nor the boy could stand it any longer.
"Oooooohhhhh, that's beautiful, Lonny," she whispered, unaware that she was being watched, "Lick me, baby, lick me and I'll suck your cock for you."
Shelly stared at the woman twisting and undulating on the bed, hypnotized by the obscene sight. Never before had she imagined that a man-a boy, really-could put his mouth down there on a woman! Then, with a violent blush, she realized that it hadn't been all that long since she had been sucking hungrily on the hulking man's cock! She continued to watch, wondering if that was what she looked like when she was plunging her slender fingers up into her own burning cunt! The redhead's glassy stare and whines of ecstasy were driving the young blonde wife wild with sympathetic arousal.
Shelly's hips had involuntarily picked up the woman's lewd rhythm and she rolled them slowly back and forth. Her reeling brain imagined that she was on the bed, her own naked loins widely splayed apart for the searching, questing, tormenting tongue. She fought the agonizing liquid pleasures that began seeping down from her hair-lined pussy-slit to lay glistening against her naked thighs.
She almost screamed in surprise and shock when Ape's hands began moving up over her quivering body, his fingers finding Shelly's swollen breasts and massaging them, pulling at the firm nipples until their tightness became almost painful. She knew she should make him stop, but she couldn't move, she was totally absorbed by the wildly erotic sight on the bed, torn between the impulse to close her eyes and the gnawing knowledge that this was the most exciting thing she had ever seen in her young life.
"Keep quiet and watch, bitch!" Ape whispered almost soundlessly, pressing himself closer to her swaying buttocks until the thickly pulsating head of his gigantic cock was inching up into the crevice between the blonde's trembling ass-cheeks. The blanket wrapped around her bunched up and teased her tightly puckered anus with a perverted shiver of joy that sent alarm bells ringing through her involuntarily stimulated body.
For the second time in less than twelve hours she was feeling the hidden ravages of uncontrollable sexual stimulation and desire. His nearness, the heat of his body against hers, the wildly arousing sight of the couple on the bed-all these combined to make Shelly weak with confused passion. She gasped as she felt Ape's hands move from her breasts and pull the blanket away from her naked body.
Unable to tear her eyes away from the red-haired woman and the youth, she stared transfixed at the boy's lips as he lifted them from between the woman's separated thighs and then began working his wet tongue slowly over her frantically jerking body. He made her squeal with frustrated wanting every time he flicked his tongue at the exposed hardness of her tight nipples.
"Oh, Lonny, lick me ... lick every inch of me ... make me ready to suck your cock!" Alma screeched, twisting her head from side to side as the boy's mouth trailed a wet line down over her naked and succulent body.
"Are you going to eat me, Alma?" the boy whispered. "Are you going to take my prick into your mouth and suck out all my come? Are you going to drink it all down?"
"Yes ... yessss ... yesssssss!"
The stunned young blonde wife's eyes had suddenly captured a clear view of the boy's long rigid prick jutting out from his naked crotch. She was fascinated by it, by the massive thickness and the way the pulsating rubbery tip was being exposed to her. It seemed horribly obscene that the woman was teasing the boy with her promises to suck his cock, but Shelly had taken a man's prick into her own mouth tonight and she had been involuntarily thrilled to her first climax by the experience!
She choked back a moan of surprise when she saw the boy's prick graze lovingly over the woman's soft, fleece-covered cunt. For a moment the long shaft hung there as if it were going to drive up between the dilated pussy lips and make the redhead shriek with ecstasy. But, instead, he moved slowly upward, straddling her body, sliding easily over her sweat-streaked flesh until his cock was cradled between her huge breasts.
"Finger-fuck me, lover!" Alma cried out, holding the boy's swollen cock between her voluptuous breasts by pressing on either side of them with her hand.
Lonny smiled and reached back down over her belly to thrust one hand up into the gooey wetness of her naked cunt, worming first one and then another finger up into the defenseless trench while the redhead moaned happily and continued to massage his prick between her warmly swollen breasts.
Shelly watched with rapidly mounting passion as the woman squirmed rapturously under the boy's straddling body, loving the way he was teasing her, reveling in the sight of the threatening young male prick as it inched upwards until the purplish tip touched the redhead's scarlet lips.
"I'll suck it for you now, baby," Alma whispered excitedly, her tingling tongue-tip coming out to lick at the tiny drops of pre-come that were oozing out of the dilated tip of his cock. An obscene web of sticky white juice hung between the redhead's lips and the tip of the youth's prick, and then Alma strained forward, her face contorted with lust as she tried to suck it into her warm and velvety mouth. But Lonny pulled his cock just out of reach, teasing and tantalizing her, knowing that she would be delirious with heated desire soon and that she would suck lovingly and greedily on his cock for as long as he wanted then.
"That cunt ain't fighting it like you did," Ape whispered into her ear as he wantonly fondled her perspiring nakedness from behind. "And I'll bet you're getting all hot and bothered watching them, ain't you?"
As he spoke one hand slithered down over her hip and then around her belly to tease the softly curling bush of her pubic mound. It glided through the moistened hair, then paused for a moment, the finger raised slightly and crooked. Suddenly it drove into the damp wetness of Shelly's cuntal slit, scraping the tiny red bud of her aroused clitoris with a shock that brought it swelling to life. Massive and throbbing now, his thick prick nestled in the crevice between her undulating ass-cheeks, its smoldering fires seeming to burn a tunnel between her quivering thighs. Then another finger drove into the hot wetness of her deep, fiercely contracting pussy, forcing an unwanted squeak of ecstasy to fly from her constricted throat and lips.
She was too overcome with shame and humiliation at her hot response to his lewd probings to see that Alma had heard her squeal of ecstasy. The redhead's eyes rolled around, shocked to see the two dim forms standing over the chair only a few feet from the bed. She recognized Ape's obscenely grinning face, but she couldn't see the blonde's features.
For a moment Alma was tempted to scream out her rage at being seen like this with the boy's cock teasing against her wanting lips again, but she decided to give Ape and his girlfriend a show that neither of them would ever get out of their minds again!
"Make me suck you, honey," she wailed, licking and sucking at the boy's teasing cock that agonizingly moved in and out of range of her hungry tongue. "Let me wrap my lips around that gorgeous prick of yours and suck out all your juice! Oh, baby, I want to eat that wonderful prick of yours!"
Aroused beyond control himself, Ape started to rock forward, then back again, his fingers far up in the young blonde wife's cunt, in rhythm to the twisting and writhing of Alma.
Almost out of her mind with the awful enormity of what was happening to her, Shelly cursed her betraying body as she fought to overcome the ecstasy the vicious rapist was bringing her with his hand and the cock sliding sensuously up and down between her perspiring ass-cheeks.
Her eyes snapped back to the couple on the bed as she heard the boy suddenly scream out his sexual frustration and grab the redhead's hair with one hand while he directed his cock into the woman's open mouth with the other. He rammed in furiously, making her swallow almost all of his heated pole of male prick-meat.
Shelly gasped aloud, afraid that the woman would choke on the column of rigid flesh. Instead, however, the redhead began sucking on the long hardened rod voraciously, as if it were the tastiest thing in the world.
"Suck it, Alma," the boy demanded, pulling her head higher, his other hand still skewering her gaping cunt just as Ape was impaling Shelly's. "Suck it real good, you beautiful bitch, make me come ... I want to shoot my load into that fucking mouth of yours and make you swallow every fucking drop of it!"
"Like it, bitch?" Ape growled in a hoarse whisper as the youth began to rock back and forth on Alma's body, spearing the willing hole in the woman's face.
"No ... no ... nooooooo!" Shelly cried out in a low, almost inaudible voice that was charged with lust.
The blonde watched with mounting desire as the redhead sucked and licked at the boy's prick, trying to get all of his long shaft into her mouth. She was sucking and lapping as if her life depended upon pleasing the boy, and Shelly couldn't believe she was really seeing this awful lascivious display of insane, uninhibited sex between the teenaged boy and the older woman.
Ape had watched all that he could stand without fucking someone himself. He slid his monstrous prick from between Shelly's quivering ass-cheeks and leaned forward, whispering into her ear.
"Bend forward, baby," he growled, "I'm going to give you a fuck from behind!"
"Noooooo," she grunted through her passion-clenched teeth. "Noooooooo!"
But both of them knew that Shelly was weak from desire now. There was no fight left in her.
The sordid couple on the bed had aroused her to a fever-pitch and she wanted the gnawing ache in her cunt to be quenched by the man's huge prick slamming into her.
The more she told herself what a slut and a whore she was for so easily succumbing to his obscene advances, the more she wanted him. It no longer made any difference that he was an animal-a criminal-that he had raped her body and her mouth today and now held her captive in an unknown spot from which she might never escape! The only thing that mattered was that she get as much obscene rapture from his prick as the woman on the bed was getting by sucking the boy's hard prick-spear.
Swaying insanely, she felt Ape nudge the purplish throbbing knobhead of his cock between her defenseless thighs and up to the hair-covered lips of her pussy.
No one had ever taken her this way before-from behind! She had a wildly depressing vision of her already stretched cunt being torn apart by the sheer bulk of the heated cock, but she couldn't struggle as he nudged up into her heated crotch again. She was trapped, with nowhere to go, with the crudely sucking couple on the bed in front of her and the massive prick behind her. She was trapped by her own weakness and the wildly salacious sight of the couple that had driven her to the very edge of erotic despair.
Ape's hands were digging into her soft, wide-spread thighs like a painfully tearing vise, clamping her into position for his horrible cock.
Even as Alma sucked hungrily on the youth's prick, her eyes were on the couple by the chair. She made as much noise as she could with her mouth, slobbering and squealing with joy, hoping that Ape and the blonde would be out of their minds with jealous desire now. She wanted to punish the huge, brutal man for the way he had scorned her,' wanted to make him realize that it could be his cock in her mouth if he had wanted it that way!
"Put it in, bitch!" Ape growled. "Reach around and take my prick in your fingers and shove it up inside you. You want it, I know you do!"
She groaned at the obscene request, knowing that there was no hope for her now. She had to cooperate in her own vicious rape! His fingers were painfully digging into her creamy thighs and, in order to stop the agony, she reached around and folded her fingers around his huge prick, unwillingly pulling the enormous spongy knob toward her cringing cunt. She moaned and wanted to scream as she felt it touch the terrified entrance to her belly, felt the rubbery tip nudge forward against her moist open lips and begin to part their ruffled pinkness with its massive size. Slowly, stretching her horribly, his probing cock worked its way up into the tightly restricting channel until the entire head rested just inside her warm, damp hole. Then, knowing for certain that she was going to be horribly mutilated at any moment, she felt the whole length of his cock suddenly thrust forward deep up into her elastic passage with one savage burst of power, grinding about halfway up inside her.
"AAAAIIIEEEEE!" she wailed aloud, not caring any longer about the woman and the youth on the bed. Her whole belly seemed to be on fire and she fought to pull herself away from the invading rod of flesh, but there was no escape. She was impaled on the end of this massively throbbing cock and there would be no salvation for her from the cruel fires that raged through her whole belly.
Rolling her head in pain, she opened her eyes and saw that the woman was still sucking the boy's prick, but that both the redhead and the youth were watching her, the woman knowingly, the boy shocked by what he saw.
"Jesus Christ, Alma, who the hell is that?" the boy managed to choke out, torn between the desire to pull his prick out of his lover's mouth and run, and the furious and ecstatic pleasures she was giving him through her mouth. He gasped with a new joy as Alma reached up and grasped the base of his cock with one hand and held him in place while she signaled him with her frantic eyes that it was all right.
Suddenly, seeing that the boy had lost his sexual momentum, Alma pulled her mouth away. "Damn it, Lonny, keep fucking my mouth!" she screamed up at him. "They ain't going to bother us none! Just keep fucking!"
Calmed by her words, the youth thrust forward again, burying his cock in Alma's waiting mouth as the redhead grasped the boy's buttocks, one in each hand, jerking them frantically toward her, shoving his jerking prick even further into her rapidly gulping mouth. There were dripping rivers of saliva flowing from her mouth now and the whole sordid scene was more thrilling than anything Shelly had ever seen.
Lonny began fucking in and out of her gaping mouth once again, but his eyes never left Shelly's face as he sped toward his orgasm. His mind was reeling with confusion, but his cock had grown even harder and more urgent from the knowledge that someone was watching him split Alma's lips with his massive pole of meat.
Shelly knew that the redhead really loved being fucked in the mouth, and she suddenly realized that all of her old notions about sex had been swept away in the space of a few hours. She had been raped herself, forced to suck a man's prick, was being forced to have him fuck her from behind while she watched this disgusting spectacle being acted out on the bed. Nothing would ever be the same for her again-nothing!
She also suddenly realized that the pain in her cunt was gone now. Instead there was a gnawing, burning ache that was being increased as-Ape drove his rapidly plunging cock in and out of her upturned pussy, driving his spear deeper and deeper into the smooth walls of her moistening cunt and goading her to the brink of ecstasy by the hammering he was giving her. Each horrible thrust was harder than the one before, harder and more pleasurable for her! She was being screwed viciously by a man who was a criminal while she was forced to watch another woman sucking a boy's cock, and yet it no longer seemed to matter to her. The only thing that her mind could comprehend was the obscene thrusting from behind that was driving her into a frenzy of wild rapture. And, with a masochistic groan, she slowly began to roll her hips in rhythm with the stormy fucking she was getting" from behind.
"Ooooohhhhh," she groaned involuntarily, feeling his huge cock rip into her once again, exciting her even further. "Mmmmmnnnnnn ... aaaaahhhhhh ... Oh God ... Oh God!"
Behind her, Ape was thoroughly aroused now, his face contorted with lust as he fucked up into her tight, hair-lined pussy again and again, lunging with all of his strength. He was holding her hips captive with his meaty paws, forcing her to stay where she was, digging his cock up into the velvety smoothness of her cunt and making her love it!
He knew that Alma and the boy were watching him, and he drove even harder into that captive and defenseless cunt, wanting to make the girl scream for mercy. He could do whatever he wanted with her or with any of them-he was strong and vicious, they were only playthings for him to toy with as he chose. And as soon as he finished fucking the girl, he was going to turn his brutal attention to Alma and her lover and find out just why the redhead had disobeyed his orders to let no one into the house until he was gone. Already he could almost feel the thrill of beating the woman and the youth, hearing them scream out their pain and agony while they begged him for mercy.
His fingers tore mercilessly into Shelly's thighs as he plotted what he would do to them. He heard the blonde scream out in agony as his blunt cock rammed into her cringing cervix and filled her stomach with pain, but he didn't care. Let the bitch suffer, he told himself silently.
"Ohhhh, you're hurting me. . aaagggghhh ... stop ... it hurts!" the blonde cried out piteously, struggling to free herself from the man who was giving her such pleasure and pain at the same time.
He ignored her, pulling at the tender moons of her swaying ass-cheeks and spreading them, watching the ruffled pinkness of her cunt-lips close and clench around his cock as he sunk it in and out of her totally defenseless pussy. Then, pushing himself forward, balancing on the tips of his toes, he plunged the final engorged inch of his prick into her wide-stretched hole, feeling the fleshy resistance deep inside spread an easy path for the fiery and throbbing head of his prick, hearing a final submissive gasp of pain from her lips.
Ape knew that the girl had never been fucked like this in her life, and he wanted everyone in the room to know who was king of the mountain! He thought he imagined a look of bitter jealousy on Alma's face as she continued to suck greedily at the boy's cock. But he had little time or inclination to think about the redhead now as the hair-lined cunt sucked him in with savage force, every moist inch of the clenching channel begging for more and more of the wonderful pleasure he was giving.
Hardly aware of the pain now, Shelly moaned over and over again at the obscene fucking of her ravished pussy, concentrating only on the wild rapture that was starting to course through her naked loins. She spread her legs wider, easing his entry, following every erotic movement he made, feeling his wiry pubic hair graze harshly over her naked ass-cheeks, tickling and touching her engorged pussy as he pumped in and out.
Her succulent breasts were heated rubbing against the back of the chair, filling her upper body with ripples of excited joy, and she moaned at this new stimulation, cooing even louder as she felt the rubbery head of his cock probing deeply into her defenseless depths.
Her eyes suddenly focused once more on the couple writhing on the bed, and she blushed as she felt the boy's gaze lock on hers. The redhead was still wildly sucking his huge prick, but Lonny was more interested now in the beautiful woman who was being ravished so lewdly only a few feet away. The blonde was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, and he wondered how any man could be so lucky as to be able to fuck someone like her. Alma was great, of course, but she was old and haggard sometimes, not young and fresh and lovely like this blonde.
Suddenly Lonny felt his seed begin to gather in his loins and he drove his prick deeper into Alma's face, his balls slapping wantonly against her chin. When he pulled it out, however, the movement was too violent and Alma lost control of the hardened prick.
The huge rod slipped out of her mouth and landed heavily against her cheek. With a scream of frustration, the redhead grabbed for it, but the slippery shaft evaded her eager fingers.
Hypnotized, Shelly watched as the wildly spewing rod of flesh slipped from the woman's fingers and desperately searching mouth. Hot juices spurted out, falling onto her face as she gulped and tried to catch it with her frantic tongue. It sprayed all over her face, landing in her hair and matting the flaming waves, flowed down over her cheeks and onto her slender neck, fell onto her eyes and made the woman almost blind.
The blonde was horrified by this act of degradation and frustration. She watched as the woman took the organ into her mouth again, this time holding on tightly to the shaft as she gulped down the remainder of the juices from the boy's hotly heaving testicles. The room was filled with the woman's slobbering sounds of ecstasy as she swallowed what was left of the sticky juices, then begged incoherently for more.
"Look at that bitch suck cock!" Ape said aloud, not caring any longer if they heard him. "Man, Alma, you got a fucking mouth like a damned milking machine!"
Shelly was horrified by the words, and even more horrified as she suddenly felt herself being pulled backwards off the chair. She was still impaled on the huge cock, and she struggled backwards so that it wouldn't slip out of her burning cunt at the last moment and deny her the orgasm she had so frantically been trying for. Her eyes widened in shock as she felt herself being pushed toward the bed where the stunned couple were scrambling out of the way.
"What the fuck are you going to do, Ape?" Alma squealed in panic, thrusting the boy off her perspiring body.
"Shut up and move over, bitch!" Ape growled, pushing Shelly forward and down onto the bed beside the startled couple.
The young blonde felt her whole body redden with shame and humiliation as they lay on the bed with the cock stuck obscenely into her from behind. The redhead's face was only inches from hers, and Shelly could see the lust-crazed woman's eyes on hers.
But she knew that she would do anything, no matter how degrading, just to have her orgasms blow her pussy apart. Then, just as her eyes closed with shame, she felt Ape's prick slipping out of her wetly encasing sheath.
"No ... no ... NOOOOO!" she wailed, her eyes flying open again as the man reached down and turned her over onto her back. "Oh, please, don't stop NOOOOOWWWWWWW!"
She heard him laugh lewdly, then reached down and cupped both of her white buttocks with his hands as he lowered his heavy body onto hers. She moaned and wriggled in ecstasy, ignoring the woman and the youth, wanting only to have his monstrous cock slamming into her again, filling her aching channel with more of the unbelievable pleasure that it would bring her.
Still screaming, she raised her legs and locked them around the man's hips, imprisoning his massive prick once more, never wanting to let go. As he thrust forward and withdrew, then plunged into her again, she began to clench the smooth wet walls of her cunt like a burning fist, massaging his prick with her velvety pussy.
"Fuck the dirty little cunt!" Alma screamed from beside her, suddenly irrationally enraged at the blonde victim rather than at her tormentor. "Go on, Ape, split her fucking pussy apart with that cock of yours!"
Lonny had been watching from beside the bed. Now he bent over the redhead and shook her arm in confusion and alarm.
"Alma, for chrissakes, what's going on?" he asked in a frightened voice. "Who in the hell are they?"
"Shut up you sniveling little prick and watch a real man fuck!" Alma snarled, not wanting to turn her head for a moment for fear of missing some of the sadistic pleasure she was suddenly getting.
Shelly was in total surrender now, unable to control her sexual passion, moaning ecstatically each time Ape buried his prick in her juice-smeared cunt. Her head rolled back and forth in uncontrollable joy, her cunt sucking all the pleasure and excitement she could get from the wicked, wanton fucking.
She was alone in a world of wild and fantastic sexual pleasure, wanting only the monstrous cock to fuck into her until she was crazy with her sordid ecstasy.
"Fuck me ... fuck me, you bastard!" she screamed, hardly able to believe that these words were coming from her lips. She jerked and bucked spastically, feeling the first explosions of her orgasm building deep in the straining muscles of her stuffed belly. Her frenzied mind and body were wild and lashing like a tornado as she begged and begged for more pleasure, more passion, more rapture!
Suddenly she was vaguely aware that the redhead and the boy were also fucking, the woman's legs wrapped tightly around the boy's back as the two couples lay side by side on the narrow bed and pumped out their insane sexual pleasure.
And Shelly was also aware that she was screaming aloud again, shouting and groaning as the first of a long series of powerful and intense orgasms rocked her whole body and sent her sex-crazed mind reeling with uncontrollable joy. Just as she thought she could stand no more of the wanton pleasure that was blowing her mind and body apart, she felt the first hot spurts of Ape's sticky male semen blasting into her already heated cunt. She began screaming louder and louder, writhing, twisting, jerking, humping!
Nothing can be this wonderful, she thought to herself as another blast of scalding male come splashed into her sperm-oozing cunt and set off another long explosion of orgasms.
Nothing-nothing!
And then everything went blank and her mind, overwhelmed by the brutal force of the sexual energy that had been released, suddenly could stand no more.
Ape looked down at the girl for a moment, then pulled his steaming prick out of her still-clenching cunt. The bed was bouncing up and down from the force of the youth's pounding cock that was slamming into Alma's glistening cunt. Ape watched for a moment and then balled his fist and hit the boy as hard as he could along the jaw-line, sending the startled and pain-filled boy flying off the bed.
"What the fuck ... what the fuck?" Lonny said, his mouth filled with blood, an angry red welt already starting to spring up on his face. "Hey, you fucking maniac! How come you hit me!"
"Damn you, Ape!" Alma screamed, leaping up and trying to rake her long, razor-sharp fingernails down over Ape's grinning face. "I'll kill you ... I'll scratch your damned eyes out!"
Her words trailed off into a scream as he slapped her across the mouth, almost knocking her unconscious as her head snapped back and hit the backboard of the bed.
Then, grabbing her by the wrist, he climbed off the bed, pulling her struggling, naked body off and viciously throwing her down atop the stunned boy.
"Listen, you two," he said menacingly. "I want to know what in the fuck is going on here. Alma, who is this creepy little asshole? And what in the fuck is he doing in here humping you when I ordered you not to let anyone into the fucking house!"
His rage was monumental, and both Alma and the boy cowered on the floor in fright. The redhead knew how dangerous Ape was when he was aroused, and she knew instinctively that she would never see more rage and menace in any man alive.
"I ... I ... I...." she stammered, cringing as he bent down closer to her terror-contorted face and waved his clenched fist under her nose. "Please, Ape, I was only ... only...."
But Ape suddenly turned his full attention to the boy.
"All right, you miserable little creep," he thundered, making the boy blanch with fright, "you get your clothes on and get your skinny ass outta here, understand! And you open your mouth about me or this cunt being here and I'll personally come looking for you and tear yOur balls off with my bare hands! Now get!"
Lonny scrambled out of range of the insane-looking man's fists, grabbed his discarded jeans and shirt and shoes, then ran for the door, never once looking back as he ran through the house and out onto the front porch.
CHAPTER SIX
The heat was awful.
Grimy sweat poured off Shelly's almost naked body as she lay chained to the small iron cot in the adobe house just south of Nogales. Her long blonde hair, once shiny and full of body, now lay in dirty hanks against her forehead and cheeks, plastered there by the perspiration and the tears she cried almost without stopping.
Her slender wrist was rubbed raw from the tight handcuff that connected the heavy links of chain to the bed, and she winced as she brought her hand up to try and brush away a fly that buzzed around her head.
"Oh God," she groaned piteously, "what am I going to do?"
She had been in this dirty little room in this dirty little house for almost two weeks, two long weeks of horrible torture for her, with Ape drunk most of the time, his sexual needs increasing in direct proportion to the amount he drank and the speed with which his money was disappearing.
Her only companions in the house had been the crawling and flying insects and the wrinkled old Mexican woman who came in occasionally to bring her crude food. The woman spoke no English, and Shelly's attempts to communicate in her own high school Spanish were fruitless.
Outside the barred and curtained windows of the house she could hear an occasional truck or car rumble by, but nothing else. Ape had chosen the house well, paying an extravagent sum for the privacy it assured him.
Just out of her reach on the floor was a two-day old copy of the Tucson newspaper which Ape had brought back to the house last night after a long drinking session in one of Nogales' bordellos.
Ape had read her the news story about herself last night, taunting her with the words before he fell into a drunken stupor on the small bed.
She thought about them now, her mind filled with a bitter and weary depression. The story had been a short one, just outlining the facts about her kidnapping and the robbery of her husband's bank. The police were still looking for her, but since there had been no ransom demand, they were less than hopeful. Readers who had any information were urged to contact their local police authorities.
"Shit, baby," Ape had told her with a smug and sadistic laugh, "they ain't never going to find you! Not unless I call your old man and tell him I want a couple of hundred grand to give you back to him!"
Shelly knew that her husband could never raise that kind of money: Their combined bank accounts were less than a quarter of that sum.
She groaned again, her whole body aching, her cunt and mouth stretched out of shape by the vicious way Ape had repeatedly raped her and made her suck his horrible cock. Since that incredibly sordid night at Alma's house, she had found no joy in the man's genitals-none at all! Every waking moment had been spent in shame and guilt thinking about the way she had acted like a wanton whore before the other couple.
She could tell from the shadows in the room that it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and she prayed that Ape wouldn't want to fuck her when he came home tonight. He boasted often enough that he was spilling his disgusting seed in the cunts of the whores of Nogales, and she desperately hoped that he would be satisfied with them.
It was almost an hour later when she heard Ape's car pull to a frantic screeching stop in front of the house. It was the car he had stolen that night in Los Angeles-a sleek new Cadillac now complete with bogus license plates and registration which he had purchased in Phoenix. Crossing the border into Mexico had been insanely simple, with Ape holding the gun to Shelly's trembling stomach as the sleepy-eyed Mexican official waved them through. She had wanted to scream out to the dark-skinned man that she was being held against her will, that she had been raped and kidnapped and forced to commit the most unspeakable perversions upon the ugly man's body, but she knew that Ape would shoot her if she so much as opened her mouth to speak.
She heard the front door of the house being opened, then footsteps coming toward the bedroom. Her eyes widened in fear as she recognized two voices and two sets of footsteps!
"Oh God," she groaned, her eyes wildly searching the room for something to cover her almost naked body with. She was dressed only in a thin and revealing nightgown that Ape had stolen from one of his whores. The sleazy nylon material was torn and her breasts were naked and exposed, as was the triangle of pubic hair between her legs. She made herself into a little ball on the bed, praying that Ape wasn't bringing home one of his Mexican drinking friends-something that he had threatened to do often enough.
"Hey, bitch, we got company!" Ape's loud and drunken voice called out as he unlocked the bedroom door and pushed it open. "Come on in and meet the little lady, Pedro!"
A thin, dark-skinned man with huge white teeth set in his oily face followed Ape into the room. The man was dressed in a flashy suit of electric blue, a yellow shirt of shiny material and white shoes.
It was obvious that Ape was drunk again. He lurched over to the bed and pulled Shelly up by the wrist until her whole body was exposed to the other man.
"How about it, Pedro, ain't she everything I told you she was?" Ape asked, reaching down and ripping the thin nightgown away from her defenseless, trembling body. "Man, this broad can really nibble your knob, too! What do you think?"
The man named Pedro came over to examine her with his lewd eyes, taking in every detail of her lush body, probing the swelling breasts and the hair-fringed gap between her cringing thighs as Shelly blushed furiously with shame and embarrassment.
"Yes, she does look like a ... what you call it ... a hot piece of ass?" Pedro answered, sending shivers of revulsion up and down Shelly's spine as he fingered her nipple painfully. "You say she likes to suck cock?"
"Sure, old buddy," Ape answered. "I'll show you." He turned to Shelly. "Get down in front of me and suck me off, bitch! Come on, hurry up, I ain't got all night!"
Her mind reeling with the degradation Ape was inflicting upon her, Shelly nevertheless got down onto her knees in front of him to do his bidding. She knew he was capable of beating her unmercifully when he was drunk, and she didn't want to be killed. She fumbled with the zipper of his pants to release the gigantic cock underneath.
"Hurry up, baby," he shouted cruelly. "I'm gonna come before you get my cock out!"
When the huge fleshy organ finally was freed, Ape grabbed her hand and wrapped it around the thick shaft, skinning it back so that the giant purplish head popped out from the thick foreskin a few inches from her blushing face. Then his hands were at her lips, opening her mouth, shoving the spongy flesh of his prick against her teeth. She hesitated for a moment, sickened by the thought of her mouth being used as a receptacle of lust again, but she knew she had no choice.
Ape lunged his pelvis forward, driving his prick far into her mouth, filling the warm cavern with himself, then sliding it in and out with a wet sucking sound while the other man watched in fascination. It was obvious that he was becoming aroused by the sight of the girl's head between the meaty hands as the huge prick forced its way between her straining lips.
Shelly could feel the man's eyes devouring her naked flesh as her head bobbed up and down over Ape's cock, slobbering and licking wildly, praying that he wouldn't humiliate her further in front of the stranger. Her misery-drugged mind wandered aimlessly as she sucked on the massive cock: Nothing seemed to matter any longer except to end the cruel torture of his raging cock in her mouth. There seemed to be no end to the sadistic things he would make her do, no limits to his cruelty and lust. The world she had left in Los Angeles seemed millions of miles away, gone forever in the brutal kidnapping that had left her at the mercy of the sex-crazed maniac. He had the power to destroy her completely, to keep her like this until either her mind or her body gave out. If she pleased him with her mouth or her cunt he might let her have some rest after this horrid scene was over-it was her only hope.
She began sucking to please him, running her tongue wetly around the slimy head of his cock and flicking the tip teasingly into the tiny open slit of the moist gland the way she knew he liked. She could feel the huge organ throbbing with an intensity that always surprised her, ready to erupt at any moment and fill her mouth with his revolting seed. He wants me to be a whore, she thought to herself, well, I'll act like a whore! He wants me to suck him off, well, I'll suck him off!
Her tortured mind was reeling with an eerie masochistic pleasure as the man named Pedro knelt behind her and began to run his cool hands up and down over her squirming buttocks.
A shiver of hatred ran through her as she bobbed up and down slavishly over the thick shaft of flesh in her mouth, sucking and licking wildly, almost out of her mind with disgust and shame.
"Hey, man, she's got a nice ass!" Pedro laughed obscenely, reaching down to run his fingers up and down the sweating crevice between her buttocks, touching the puckered red opening of her anal channel. "What's her cunt like? You probably stretched it all out of shape from that mucho grande cock of yours, amigo!"
"Tight as a fucking virgin, old buddy!" Ape laughed lewdly, holding Shelly's head tightly between his hands as he pumped furiously in and out of her mouth with his gigantic prick and made her ill from the way he drove it against the back of her throat.
"I'll see for myself," Pedro said, running the tip of his finger down into the wetness of her defenseless pussy, parting the thin lips and circling teasingly around her clitoris. When she didn't respond, he dug his long-nailed finger harshly up inside her aching depths, scraping her velvety inner flesh raw and bringing her a savage pain.
"AAAGGGHHHH!" Shelly groaned, jerking forward to escape the incredible agony, impaling her mouth deeper on the fleshy rod of cock-meat in her mouth until she felt as though she were going to choke to death on it. The pressure of Pedro's finger up inside her creamy cunt was becoming more insistent as he probed the depths as if measuring her.
"She ain't bad, amigo," he said finally, pulling his finger out of her slit and laying his hand on her quivering ass-cheeks again. "No, she isn't too bad for a bitch that's been fucked by you!"
"What do you mean, man?" Ape said in anger. "Listen, Pedro, this is prime fucking meat! If you had just one fucking whore like this broad down in that damned cat-house of yours you'd make a fortune! Shit, man, all you got to do is to clean her up a little and dress her in one of them sexy fucking outfits and you'd have every dude within a hundred miles lined up for some of her pussy!"
The tortured blonde only half-heard the obscene and threatening words as she raced her mouth up and down on the thickening rod in her mouth. It was just another one of Ape's cruel and obscene jokes, she thought to herself. He was always threatening to sell her to one of the local pimps, taunting her with the prospect of serving out the rest of her youth in enforced prostitution, forced to take on hundreds of men and to use her pussy or her mouth for them to spill their disgusting semen!
Pedro continued to massage her ass as if she were a head of prime cattle that he was inspecting. Suddenly she felt a tightening of the hands holding her head and she knew that Ape was about to come, about to explode his scalding juices into her mouth and make her swallow them.
She was glad that it was almost over. She wanted to end the degradation as quickly as possible and return to the cruel safety of her bed. She could hear Pedro chuckling lewdly to himself as Ape's pelvis began to move faster and faster and his massive prick flew in and out of the rapidly sucking mouth.
He groaned, holding her flailing head and ramming deeply into her throat. Then, mercifully, his cock began a sudden jerking motion and he spewed his salty-sweet pungent liquids into her throat. She groaned as she continued sucking, swallowing the gushing fluids squirting hotly into the warm moistness of her mouth. She clasped her lips in a tight elastic ring around the jerking shaft, squeezing his throbbing organ tightly. She wanted to suck him dry, to hurt him, to punish him for the bitter humiliation he was forcing upon her. His groans of pleasure, mistaken for groans of pain by her, incited her to greater effort. Her teeth came down slowly, imperceptibly, until they were scraping along the sensitive underside and top of his prick, making him squirm with discomfort as his juices continued to squirt into her mouth.
"Take it easy, bitch," he growled, pulling her head away from the glistening rod of male cock-meat. "Jesus, this broad sure gets carried away when she gets a cock in her mouth, Pedro, old buddy!"
The insult made her blush with hatred and shame. Then, ordering her to lick his cock clean of the gleaming remains of his come, Ape relaxed against the wall and smiled obscenely at his friend.
"What do you think, amigo?" he asked. "She worth a thousand bucks to you?"
Shelly had been licking along the purplish tip of his cock. She stopped suddenly as the full import of the words struck her like a slap across the face. What did he mean? Her whole body began to tremble as she looked up with fear-glazed eyes to see if this was another joke.
The face that stared back down at her was devoid of any sign of humor. Ape was looking at her as Pedro had-as a piece of meat to be bought and sold. Almost all of the money he had received as his share of the robbery was gone-the last five thousand in a poker game at Pedro's bordello in Nogales! He was desperate for enough loot to get him back to the States and another job where he could replenish his empty wallet. It had been a stroke of genius, he thought sadistically, to offer the beautiful young blonde for sale to the thin pimp.
"Oh my God!" Shelly screamed. "You can't be serious!"
"Sorry, baby," Ape shrugged. "I need the dough. Pedro here will treat you okay as long as you perform for him like you have for me! Shit, honey, he might even let you keep a few pesos so you can retire after fifteen or twenty years!"
"I haven't offered to buy her yet, my gringo friend!" Pedro said from behind the shivering, terrified girl. "Besides, I always like to test any merchandise I purchase just to be sure I'm getting my money's worth."
"Go ahead," Ape answered, wishing he had a drink to quiet the raging ache in his stomach.
"You want a blow job? Hey, baby, suck my friend's cock for him!"
"No! Noooo! NOOOOOOOO!" she screamed, jumping up and trying to race toward the door. "AAAARRRGGGHHHHH!" she screamed as the length of chain around her wrist and the bed tightened and brought her up short, making her skid to a painful stop on the dirt floor.
Before she could move away, Ape and Pedro came over and picked her up between them, carrying her back to the tiny bed and tossing her down onto it cruelly. She fell forward in a spreadeagled position, her naked crotch clearly visible to both men.
"I think I'd like to try her," Pedro said cheefully. "But you better chain her hands ... both hands to the top of the bed ... she might get violent when I shove my cock into her asshole!"
Shelly couldn't believe what he was saying. She thought she had prepared herself for anything, but this was so outrageous and overwhelming that her mind reeled with shock. She would give the man whatever he wanted, let him fuck her, suck his cock, anything! But not that! She told herself that they must be just trying to frighten her, trying to make her crawl and plead with them. He wouldn't dare do something so hideously horrible as that!
She clenched her legs and buttocks tightly together in terrified reaction to the perverse thought. Before she could fight him off, Ape was binding both of her hands to the bedposts so that she couldn't move them
"Man, I think she's never been fucked in the asshole before, amigo," Pedro giggled lewdly, dropping his pants onto the floor and stepping out of his shoes. He climbed up onto the bed behind her, panting with obscene excitement now as Ape stood by and watched.
Through the haze of her horror she felt his cool hands on her buttocks, trying to open them to his eyes. She tried to hold her pillowy ass-cheeks together, but his hands were too strong for her, and she felt them being wrenched painfully apart.
She could feel the tip of his finger again, this time lewdly probing her clenching anal sphincter, circling the small elastic hole and then shoving forward with a cruel twist, sinking his finger into her ass up to the first knuckle.
"Oh, please don't, it hurts me!" she cried out, realizing now that he was going to do exactly as he had said. He was about to shove his horrible prick into her asshole-an act that she had never in her wildest dreams thought any human being would want to do! This was the ultimate humiliation and degradation for her, an act from which she couldn't possibly survive. She would never live through it, it would be too much for her weakened brain to bear.
As suddenly as his finger had gone into her, he pulled it out. The tight elastic ring of her anus snapped shut, but he forced her legs wide apart, disgustingly lowering his head to a point just inches away from her painfully stretched rectal opening and spitting a stream of saliva down into the crease between her buttocks.
"She's too tight, I must lubricate it," Pedro grinned up at Ape. "It would not do to injure my wonderful prick in this woman's asshole. Half the women in Nogales would kill themselves in sorrow!"
He laughed insanely at his obscene joke, then his face turned stern again. "If you fight me it will go badly for you, bitch!" he spat out at her, reaching down and pulling her buttocks high in the air as he positioned himself behind her.
His knees pushed her thighs wider apart as the hair of his legs brushed against the insides of her creamy thighs. She was held wide and helpless, completely at the mercy of the sadistic man, and she bit down on her lips to keep from screaming out her misery.
"Here it comes, bitch!" Ape laughed cruelly. "You better do what he says or he'll tear your guts out with that big cock of his!"
Pedro's hands grasped harshly at her hips, holding them steady in the air as she felt his long, thick cock press into her naked slit. She gasped from the heated contact, horrified at the realization that this man's prick was even bigger than Ape's! She couldn't take that much in her rectum without it ripping her belly apart. She jerked forward, attempting desperately to get away from him.
"Ape! For God's sake don't let him do this to me!" she screamed, pleading with the stone-faced man to help her. Her only answer was silence.
Pedro's hands held her firmly in place. She couldn't move. She was helpless before the unnatural onslaught of the depraved man behind her. She could feel his loins and his enormous prick probing hard into her upturned crotch.
This his hands pressed down over her buttocks, his thumbs pressing on either side of the tiny puckered anus, stretching it wide. She felt a probing between the thumbs that was soft and rubbery at first and then grew into a hard, unresisting agony.
"Ooooohhhhh ... noooooo! Please ... let me suck you ... I'll give you pleasure, I promise you ... only don't do it there!"
Her pleas went unanswered as she felt the tightly resisting ring of her ass giving way before the unyielding pressure of the man's cock, the huge knob-end suddenly popping inside her with a jerk.
She screamed again from the excruciating agony, but the sounds echoed around the room unheeded. There was no one in the world to help her-no one at all! The gigantic cock ripped cruelly into her tightly compacted rectal channel, forcing its way into the rubbery confines, making her grunt as her eyes bugged out in pain and humiliation.
Shelly groaned in anguish, skewered on the end of the enormous prick like a roast of meat. Her mind was filled with horrible images of herself being ass-raped by every man in the world, millions of them, one after the other taking her cruelly and stretching her virginal anal opening until it was huge and ugly.
"Jesus, this one is tighter than a damned child!" Pedro muttered, sawing in and out of her with increasing intensity and power.
The degraded blonde had never imagined she could feel so soiled. Her whole body felt ugly and degraded and horribly abused as the man began to plunge his punishing cock deeper into her with long smooth strokes. Her ruffled pink hairless orfice was being battered beyond belief, and she wailed and screamed in new agony each time he dug into her, praying that she would die so that her torture could end.
Her body jerked and quivered and her thighs periodically convulsed as an extra-hard thrust seared her burning and aching bowels. If it had been in her power to kill both men by her hatred, they would have died. As it was, each time he withdrew his prick for another powerful thrust forward, she tightened her ass, clenching it and hoping that he wouldn't be able to get back inside her.
On and on the savage sodomizing went until Shelly was almost out of her mind. Soon there was no resistance left in her body, and she almost collapsed onto the bed on her stomach. But Pedro held tightly to her hips, forcing them backwards to take all of his heated, brutalizing prick, cursing her, screaming obscenities in Spanish and English.
Shelly's head rolled from side to side on the bed, her lank, blonde hair falling into her face and covering the shame there as she felt one savage thrust up inside her after another. She bucked and churned, no longer trying to escape, now only concerned with bringing him quickly to orgasm so that the brutal ass-rape would end.
As soon as she let him have his way with her, Pedro began to ram more rapidly into her asshole, hard and deep, battering her with his pelvis, gripping the tops of her thighs with his fingers as though his life depended upon punishing her with his prick.
Every brutal thrust brought new pain to her already burning bum-hole, and Shelly thought she would go out of her mind when, at last, he slowed down and his body tensed for the final assault.
"Hurry ... for God's sake get it over with!" she begged, her eyes rolling around in her head as if they had gone crazy.
"Screw her, amigo," Ape suddenly began chanting, "screw her ... screw the little bitch!"
Pedro shuddered, gave a long animal-like groan, and then rammed far up into her ravaged backside. His cock exploded, bathing her nether passage in a soothing balm of sticky white come that seemed to go on and on forever. He was all the way up into her now, grinding his pelvis around in tight little circles as he whined and grunted like an animal in heat.
Shelly suddenly heard another grunt, this time from where Ape stood. She looked up, shocked to see the huge man fingering his hardening cock and looking down at her with the obvious intention of following Pedro's cock into her asshole with his own.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" she shouted, foaming at the mouth, her tortured body jerking and twisting out of control as she fought to pull the chains that were wrapped around her wrists away from the bed.
Then, without warning, the door to the bedroom burst open and the room was full of shouting men who carried drawn pistols and rifles. A loud scream erupted from Pedro's mouth as he was savagely pulled off Shelly's back by a burly man in civilian clothing who looked like an American.
"No, please, don't hit me, aaaagggghhhhhh!" the sodomist shrieked as a pistol crashed down across his mouth, knocking out several teeth and filling his mouth with his own warm blood.
Ape sprinted for the window, trying to outrace a uniformed officer who was carrying a rifle. The man thrust the rifle down between Ape's legs, sending him crashing to the floor as the butt of the rifle began to mindlessly batter his head into an obscene red jelly.
The horrified blonde could only look on with stunned surprise from her kneeling position on the bed. Her naked body shivered violently, her little moans lost in the screams and sounds of metal and wood striking flesh.
Then, after what seemed like hours, Pedro and Ape were dragged brutally from the room and Shelly was alone with the burly man in civilian clothing. He took off his coat and spread it over her defenselessly naked body as he ordered one of the men in the other room to quickly find a hacksaw so that he could cut the woman loose.
"Take it easy, Mrs. Franklin," he said soothingly, patting her shivering body with his warm hand. "We'll have you out of here in a few minutes and on the way to a hospital."
"W-w-who are y-y-you?" she whispered.
"I'm Special Agent Morgan, Federal Bureau of Investigation," the man said. "We got a tip this morning that you were being held here. My God, what did those animals do to you?"
The blonde wife shuddered again, shaking her head without answering the question. The last thing in the world she wanted to do now was talk or answer questions.
Minutes later the man carried her out to a waiting car, his coat still wrapped tightly around the woman's shivering body. A young Mexican policeman was standing by the car door, holding it open for them, a nervous smile on his handsome face. As they passed him, Shelly couldn't help but notice the huge bulge in the young policeman's pants at his groin. His trousers fit him like a toreador's skin-tight, revealing, sexy.
She felt her pulses race as her eyes devoured the swollen lump of male meat, mentally measuring it, wondering how it would feel to have that hard hammer of flesh driving up into her cunt or deep down into her throat.
The youth shifted his feet, making the lump of cock even more pronounced as Special Agent Morgan lifted Shelly onto the seat of the car and arranged his coat around her so that she was covered as much as possible.
Suddenly, depressingly, Shelly's cunt began to ache again, not from pain this time, but from desire. She could feel her heated juices stirring and flowing down the velvety inner walls of her cunt as she thought about the young policeman's cock. Her tiny pink tongue tip came out to lick avidly at her drying lips and she smiled up at the boy.
"I want him to come along with us," she whispered to Agent Morgan. "Please, let him ride with me in the back seat."
The stocky man shook his head in confusion, wondering if she were afraid of him. He started to say no, wanting to get back across the border as soon as possible and get the woman into a hospital.
"Please, let him ride in the back with me," Shelly pleaded, her eyes burning with a strange look that Morgan couldn't comprehend. It was all that the lovely young blonde could do to keep from reaching out and touching the young policeman's cock with ehr trembling fingers.
"What the hell, I guess it's all right," Morgan finally agreed with a shrug, climbing into the front seat of the car and starting the motor as the youth got in beside Shelly and laid his rifle on the floor.
When he lifted his head he gasped.
For the beautiful blonde had opened the coat so that her creamy, hair-covered cunt was naked and exposed to his excited eyes, the dilated pussy lips glistening with her juices, the silken strands of her corn-colored pubic hair already matted from the dampness that oozed down from the steaming trench.
And, as Morgan concentrated on maneuvering the large car down the narrow, two-lane highway, he was too busy to see the look of pure rapture on the faces of his two passengers as their trembling hands reached out to close around each other's genitals in lewd and excited embrace.
