Jenny screamed even louder as the rough mechanic grabbed hold of her satin gown fabric and pulled hard enough to rip it, exposing her tits.
It was bad enough that he had followed her into the bathroom after she stopped for gas, and even worse that he had hog-tied her in such a horrid position. After he'd slapped her so hard across the face that her head was ringing, he'd pushed her forward and belted her wrists to her ankles.
Now he was pulling at the rich girl's red hair, to raise her head a little, as he moved his other hand to her tit and mauled it.
"Yeah, rich bitch, comin' in here flauntin' your shit. I'm gonna show you that I don't take no shit from a bitch like you. I think I'm gonna fuck you, girl, but I'm gonna take you from behind. Gonna fuck your ass."
And he ripped her gown more, exposing her rounded buttocks.
When she felt his fat cock head probing between her ass cheeks, she thought of all the humiliating things she had been put through, living back home. But nothing could ever be as humiliating and painful as all this....
CHAPTER ONE
Jenny was zooming down the highway in her convertible sports car, dressed in the golden satin gown she had been wearing at the party. How many nights ago had that been? She tried to remember, but found it hard to.
The days and nights had blended into each other. Her eyes were looking so large, and although she was normally a beautiful young girl, one would have hardly been able to tell. looking at her now.
She even thought that she looked ragged, and somewhat spent, as she glanced up at the rearview mirror and looked at her eyes. They were enormous, they looked bloodshot, and almost like they were ready to pop right out of her head.
But she couldn't stop. She sensed that they were following her. She sensed that they were on to her every move. And she was running out of cash!
Cash, she thought, was always a good thing to use when you were running away. After all, you could not really trace cash.
The rich redhead had every credit card you could name, and knew that when she ran out of cash, she could start to work on credit. But then, she feared, they might trace her. They might put a tracer on her particular credit card numbers, and if she tried to buy anything with a card and the store owner called in to check....
She didn't want to think about it. Her mind was thinking more about sleep than anything else, but she kept her eyes on the road, almost hypnotized by the yellow line in the middle of the road, and moved her hand to her bag, on the seat next to her.
She reached inside, fumbling for the small pill vial.
She was looking for another one of those ups-those black things that her friend called Black Beauties. Jenny had been taking about two or three a day, or maybe more.
As she felt the vial, she started to shake it. Suddenly, she felt like she was going to burst into tears. 'She couldn't hear anything. There were no more pills, and she was so sure that she would never make it if she had no more pills. She had grown to need them, ever since she had run away.
To make things even worse, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a siren. She looked up at the rear-view mirror, and saw a cop car with its red light twirling round and round. It's siren was getting louder as the car came closer to her sporty little convertible, and she could feel her head spinning more.
She was so sure that her head was going to explode. And as much as she wanted to move away from that siren, she couldn't. She knew they wanted her to pull over.
As she pulled onto the side of the road, the cop car pulled up next to her. She glanced up at the reflection of her eyes once more, and knew that the cop was going to be able to tell that she was doing some kind of an upper.
But she put on a seductive smile as she turned her head and saw the handsome curly haired blond cop sitting behind the wheel. She even reached for her hairbrush and began to brush her red hair, to make herself look better.
He got out of the car, looking quite tall and strapping in his blue uniform. She kept her seductive smile on as he walked over to her, and leaned against the driver's door of the car, pressing both his palms down.
"Uh, where's the fire?" he asked, in a rather serious tone of voice.
"No fire. I'm sorry if I was going a little bit fast. I didn't realize ... '
"Do you mind if I have a look at your license?" he asked her.
And she reached into her bag, then fumbled. She had prepared herself for something like this. She could feel the smaller wallet closer to the bottom of the bag. It was the one with the phony identity in it, the phony license.
After all, she didn't even know if they had let the papers know she'd run away. If they had, he would easily recognize her real name.
"Jane Harris?" he asked, looking at the name on the phony license.
"Yes," she said, and she placed her arm on the side of the car, very close to where he was standing. Jenny was pretty sure that this cop liked her looks, and she was quite sure that he could be seduced.
"Would you like to tell me why you were speeding like that?"
"Well," she said, thinking her lie would work perfectly, "I'm trying to get to my sister's wedding in time. See, I'm already dressed. Only I got caught up in some, business that kept me in the city a day later than I planned. She's getting married tomorrow, and I'll just about make it if I keep on going."
"You might never make it anywhere if you keep going at the rate you were going," he said, and then she saw him do something. She saw him lick his lips as he looked right at her face, and she licked her lips back.
"Well, you're not going to give me a ticket, are you?" she asked.
"I don't know. A warning might be all right. I do think you should get some sleep."
"I know. I could use some. Is there a motel around here?"
"Sure," he said. "About a mile down. Why don't you follow behind me?"
Jenny nodded her head, telling herself again and again, while I'm with him, I am Jane Harris, Jane Harris, Jane Harris.
And as he started his car, and she did drive behind him, she began to relax a little bit, because she was finally going at a normal rate.
She thought about the kind of cock lie would probably have in his pants, trying to prepare herself. Because of what had been done to her, she wasn't exactly turned on to the idea of a cock. But maybe it would be different with him. Maybe he wouldn't be as forceful as some of the others had been.
And maybe he wasn't all that big. She tried to picture the kind of golden cock that he would probably have, and tried to get herself to salivate a little bit. If only to keep him from being suspicious, she was going to have to do something.
The fact that her pussy began to tingle a little bit meant something to her. It had been quite some time since the thought of a cock had made her pussy tingle, and she imagined that it might have been because he was quite a handsome man.
His blond hair was lighter than it probably was during the winter, because the sun had lightened it, and darkened his skin at the same time.
He pulled into a motel parking lot, and then stopped his car in front of the main office. She pulled up next to him, then made sure to take her bag before going inside to register. After all, he waited outside, leaning against her car as she was inside signing in-signing Jane Harris-and she would not have put it past him if he would have rummaged through her bag to learn her real identity, while she was inside.
When she stepped outside and held up a key. he smiled.
"I'll show you to that room," he said to her. and she let him take the key and walk ahead of her, down along the row of doors.
He opened the door for her, then held his hand out so she could walk in ahead of him.
She was not surprised when he stepped into the room and closed the door behind himself, then leaned back against the door as he tossed the key onto the bed, then folded his arms across his chest and smiled somewhat slyly.
"Well, Jane Harris, I really should have given you a ticket," he said.
She turned and faced him, then walked right over to him. As she did, she slid her hand to his thigh, and started to squeeze him a little bit through his blue cop's pants.
"I'm glad you didn't," she said to him. "I'll make it up to you."
Ever so slowly, she let her hand slide up higher and higher. She pressed it right up against his crotch, and felt the heat from his hard cock bulge. As she started to squeeze it, she could hear her moaning softly.
"Yeah, Jane, that's real nice. You are one hot looking girl. Now why don't you show me just how hot you can be? In other words. I want to feel your mouth around my click."
"All right ... uh, I didn't get your name," she said. "I always like to know the name of the hot man I'm doing it with."
"Bob," he said to her, and she licked her lips.
Then she slid down onto her knees in her golden gown, and began to press her mouth against the bulge she could feel under his pants (and maybe underpants), inhaling and exhaling so her hot breath was making him throb.
She kept her mouth close to his crotch as her fingers slid to his zipper, then started to pull it down, slowly, too. She reached into his pants and felt that he was wearing underwear. She pulled it down in front, below his cock shaft, and even below his balls, so she was able to pull them all out of his pants.
Jenny moved her head back a little bit more to take in his cock shaft.
It was quite enormous, perhaps one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen in her life. She wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle this one, but then she realized that she had no choice. He was expecting her to.
She started to run her tongue all over his cock shaft, first licking a come drop away from the fat slit at the head. Then she opened her mouth wider and slid her lips down his cock shaft, as far as she could.
When she pulled her mouth back, she pressed her lips against the underside of his cock shaft, and started to slide them up and down the shaft, flicking her tongue back and forth along the underside every so often.
She could hear him moaning softly, and she could smell the strong musky scent that his cock and balls were starting to give off.
"Yeah, Jane, that's real nice," he said. "Real nice. I like your hot tongue on my balls. You sure as hell have one hot tongue there."
Deep down, she was glad about that, knowing that it was so much easier to run her lips up and down near the underside of the cock and near the balls, rather than having to suck him all the way into her throat.
She felt his hands moving to her red hair, which was usually most softer than it was now. That was because it was usually much cleaner, but she had not showered in a few days, and hadn't had a chance to wash her hair.
"Now I want you to suck it," he said to her. "I want to feel your mouth sliding up and down this dick. I want to feel you taking it all the way down, Jane. Come on. Open your mouth and take my dick in. That's it."
She started to slide her mouth down his cock shaft as far as she could take it.
When she felt his cock head starting to press against her throat, she wanted to pull her head back. But then she felt his hand slipping behind her head, and he started to hold her to keep her from pulling back.
"Like this, baby," he said, and he slammed himself in as deep as he could possibly go, so that his cock head was driven into her throat, a few inches. She felt her nose pressing into his open pants, and her chin was pressed right up against his hot balls.
She began to choke around it right away, but it was quite obvious to her that he was enjoying the sound of her gagging, because he did not pull himself back as she gagged, and his cock even started to throb a little bit.
When he did let her pull her mouth back, he only let her pull it back far enough so that his cock head was not in her throat. He did not let her pull all the way back, almost as if he sensed she wouldn't want to take him back into her mouth.
"Now," he said to her, as she still had her lips halfway down his shaft, "lift your knees up off the carpet, and let pull that gown up. Pull it up over your hips and let me have a look at what you got underneath there."
She did as he said, pulling her gown up slowly, and almost tantalizingly. As she got closer and closer to her silk panties, she started to rub her legs together, hoping that she could get her cunt nice and wet for herself, before he saw it.
"Yeah, you are some hot little rich bitch, aren't you?" he asked her. "Get a look at those panties. Yeah, they're nice looking. Now slide your hand into your panties and start to work your hot little pussy over."
His cock seemed to throb more in her mouth when she did what he told her to do, and she was glad, because it meant he was probably getting closer to orgasm.
She was happy for herself, too, because as she slid her fingers up and down over her red lips, she was able to turn herself on. She could feel the swelling inside of her body, and when the wetness seemed to seep out to her cunt lips, she was able to slide her fingers right into her body and start to masturbate herself.
Jenny loved the way her pussy felt as she wiggled her clit back and forth with her fingers. Masturbation had always been her most favorite way to satisfy herself. After the things she had been through, she would usually masturbate to try and bring herself some pleasure. And it was working now, just like it had before.
She managed to lose herself in the pleasure feelings that her pussy was causing in her entire body, and that made it easier for her when he seemed to turn the sucking she was giving him, into a face fucking, where he would chose the rate.
He held the back of her head securely, and then he started to ram himself in and out of her mouth as fast as he wanted to, driving his cock in and out of her throat each time he moved. There were times when he held himself in her throat for almost half a minute, and she would be gagging around his cock.
"Now pull those rich girl's panties down," he said to her. "Pull them all the way down and let me see you fingering yourself."
She didn't want to pull her fingers out of her cunt, so she decided to pull her panties down with her other hand. She tugged them on one side, then slid her hand around and tugged at them on the other, until they were down to her knees.
She could feel him throbbing, even more, and she looked up at his face and saw the way he was staring right down at her pussy. She even moved her plunging fingers to one side so he had a better look at her wet drippy cunt lips.
That way, she was sure, he would turn himself on so much by looking at her that he would come in her mouth within seconds.
Then he would get the hell out of there, and she looked forward to that.
"Yeah, that cunt patch of yours is so hot looking. Look at those reddish-blonde hairs there. And look at those fucking hot lips. Fucking hot cunt lips. Getting all wet. I wanna feel that wetness, baby. I wanna feel it."
And he bent his body forward, so that he seemed to be trapping her head near his crotch. She knew he was doing it so he could slide his fingers to her cunt, and she did feel them moving around. But she was starting to freak out.
She did not like the way he had her head trapped there-she did not like it at all.
As Jenny felt him sliding his fingers into her pussy, she could feel the way he was ramming his cock even faster. The strokes were not as full as they had been at one point during the face fucking, but they were strokes that moved him all the way into her mouth, so his cock head was in her throat.
She could feel the way he was pulsing in her mouth, and she tried to move her tongue to the slit of his cock to lick him there and make him come.
Just as his fingers began to squeeze her clit, she felt it happening. He let out a loud pleasure moan, then started to shoot his cream right onto her tongue. She was glad that he hadn't thrust it into her throat. If there was one thing that she hated it was having a man coming in her throat.
He didn't say any words as he was coming, but he was moaning at a steady rate, and Jenny found herself getting off on that sound. She felt her pussy spasming mildly around his probing fingers, and she was glad that she had managed to come.
After all, she knew that he was probably more turned on than he would have been if he hadn't felt her pussy spasming. He kept sliding his fingers in and out of her wet slit as his cock throbbed more, and more come spurted onto her tongue.
Then, he started to pull his fingers out of her cunt, and he stood up straight. He pulled his semi-hard dick back out of her mouth, and then slid his hands under her arms and pulled her to her feet. When he moved his lips to hers to kiss her, she was quite turned on. He was being so much more tender than most men.
His hands began to slide up and down her body, and even though her gown had fallen back down to the floor, he started to pull it up from behind, then slid his hands over her naked sweat buttocks, cupping and squeezing them.
"Yeah, you are so hot," he said, pulling her gown up in the front, too, then rubbing his semi-hard cock against her wetness. "Fucking hot. And that's what I'm going to do to you now. That's what I'm going to do. I'm gonna fuck you."
"Wait," she said, as she pulled away from him. "Not yet."
"What do you mean, not yet?" he asked. "Look, Jane, I could have given you a ticket back there. Now you did a fine job sucking my dick, but I want more."
"I have to shower first," she said. "I've been riding for the last two days."
When she said that to him, she could see the way he was smiling. And why not? The fact that she wanted to clean herself before giving herself to him was making him think that she was looking forward to giving herself to him.
"Would you mind?" she asked him, as she turned her back, and moved her hand to her back zipper. She felt him starting to pull the zipper down, and felt the soft but firm fingers of his other hand moving over her back flesh.
He slid the gown down her shoulders and arms, and before she even turned around, she could tell that he liked the fact that she had no bra on.
As she let the gown slide all the way down her body, she pushed her panties all the way down, and stepped out of her high heeled shoes.
Then she turned around to face him, and saw the huge smile on his face.
"Wow, you are hot," he said, as he moved his mouth to one of her tits and started to suck on her sweet reddish-brown nipple.
When she felt his mouth on her nipple, she really did like it. He was being as gentle with her as he could possibly be, opening and closing his lips around her nipple as lie thrust his tongue back and forth against the tip of it.
No one had ever been that gentle with her before. She was used to teeth biting into her flesh, and abusing her nipples to the point where she thought they would be bitten off.
He slid his hand down to her pussy as he was licking her nipple, and started to finger her all over again. He moved his mouth to her other nipple, and Jenny felt the way his fingers were probing her cunt better than before, perhaps because her pussy was closer to his fingers and it was easier for him to explore her this way.
She began to thrust herself back and forth against his fingers, but then, she felt him slowly sliding them out of her body.
He pulled his mouth away from her tit, and he smiled at her. He looked down at his cock, and when she looked down, too, she could see that it was as hard as it had been before when she had been sucking him. He rubbed the head of it against her cunt lips, then pulled himself away from her and spoke.
"All right now, you go and take your shower," he told her. "Go on. I'll be waiting out here for you. Go ahead."
She walked toward the bathroom, then stepped into the shower, pulled the curtain closed, and turned on the water.
Jenny couldn't believe how good she felt as the hot water washed away all the dirt that would normally build up on a body over a period of two days. She washed her underarms and then her tits, then started to slide the bar of soap down to her pussy.
As she did, she was a little bit wary. She thought she could hear some movement in the other room, and she wondered what he was doing.
Then, it occurred to her that he could easily be looking through her bag at the moment. It occurred to her that he might be trying to find out who she really was, and she began to tremble in the shower.
Then, another thought rushed through her mind. What if he stepped into the shower and tried to make it with her? What if he stepped in and tried to take her from behind. She could remember another attempt that was made on her-on taking her from behind.
She decided to wet her hair and wash it with soap, even though she knew soap left a film on hair. She thought it would be better than having her hair as dirty as it was. So she started to soap it all up.
After she washed the soap out, she decided to wash her pussy one more time. If he was planning on playing with it (and play involved oral work) she wanted to make sure that she was going to be as sweet-smelling as possible.
When she finished her shower, she shut off the water, then reached for a towel and started to dry herself off. When she looked at her reflection in the mirror above the sink, she thought that she looked pretty good, much better than before.
The only thing that still gave her away, a little, was her eyes.
They still seemed to be so wide open, obviously the eyes of someone who had been speeding for the last few days, someone ready to crash because there just was not anymore speed for her to take.
When she walked into the bedroom, she had to smile. She had no idea of how long she had been in the shower, but it had certainly been long enough for Bob the cop to do things to get himself ready.
"I went back to my car. This was in the trunk," he said, holding up the bottle of whiskey that he was taking a few swallows from.
Aside from having gone to get the bottle, he had come back into the room and he had stripped himself naked. In many ways, Jenny was relieved. For one thing, she was turned on by the sight of his naked body.
He had a lot of blond chest hairs, and his whole body, save for his crotch area, had gotten tan from the sun. She liked the white band around his waist-she thought that it added to his overall heated look.
But the main reason why she was relieved, aside from discovering that the look of his body turned her on (so she knew it would make it easier to deal with him) was because she knew all of this must have taken him some time.
In which case, he hadn't had time to look through her bag and discover who she really was, the way she had been thinking he'd do it.
She took the bottle from him, and then took a long swig from it. She heard the way he laughed, then noticed that as she had raised the bottle to her lips, he had slid his hand down to his cock and was starting to play with himself.
He was lying flat on the bed at the time, and she like that.
As he slid his hand up and down his cock shaft, she could see the way he was getting longer and thicker as each second passed by, and she thought that his cock looked quite nice as it stood straight up in the air.
"Come sit on my face, you hot bitch," he said to her.
When Jenny heard that, she moaned softly. No one had ever talked to her like that before. No one had ever asked her to sit on their face
-and sitting on a face was something that she had always thought would be hot.
After all, a girl did have more of a sense of control when she was on top.
And a girl hardly had any control when she was on the bottom!
Jenny put the bottle down on the night table beside the bed, then climbed right onto the bed. As she started to sit on his chest, with her buttocks close to his belly, she saw him raising his head just a little bit.
He reached up and grabbed another two pillow, then stuffed them behind his head so that he was looking directly at her pussy.
Then he started to slide his hands down under her legs, along the sides of his own body, until his hands were behind her body.
He moved them both to her buttocks, cupping both sweaty taut ass cheeks. She felt him squeezing them, and because her cunt was turned on and her nerve endings seemed to be quite open to sensation, the feeling of his hands squeezing her ass cheeks turned her on a hell of a lot. He also pulled her forward.
He kept pulling her forward until his long pointed tongue was moving right into her pussy. He didn't even bother running his tongue up and down her cunt lips, because her red lips were already soaked with her cunt wetness.
He moved his tongue right to her clit and began to flick it back and forth as gently as he possibly could. When he heard the way she moaned as he was doing that, he knew that she loved it, and he was pretty glad.
Though Bob sensed that this girl had given him a phony name, and knew for sure that she must have been doing some kind of speed when he first told her to pull over by the side of the road, now everything seemed to be okay.
For one thing, she was a hot looking bitch, and he didn't really care where she was running from. For another, being a somewhat concerned cop, he was glad to have gotten her off the road and into this motel room.
Of course, he was glad because he wanted to fuck her.
But he was also glad because he knew that other drivers would be safer with this girl no longer on the road. It would be better if she didn't keep driving-at least until she had gotten herself a few hours sleep.
And as for missing her sister's wedding, well, Bob was sure that was a bullshit story if he had ever heard one. So it would be all right if she slept through tomorrow.
As he started to push his tongue in and under her clit, so he could pull his tongue back and thereby pull her clit out from between her cunt lips, he could hear her moaning softly, and he loved the sound of her voice.
"Mmm, no one ever let me do this before," Jenny was saying. "I've never sat on a man's face before. I've been forced to do other things, and I've had men force themselves on me. Force their mouths on me, and hurt me by biting. But no one has ever been like this, Bob. Oooh, it feels so nice. So nice."
As he sucked gently, he could feel the way some of her cream was slowly flowing into his mouth.
He liked it when she slid her hand behind and began to run it up and down his cock shaft. Because of the way he was playing with her buttocks, he couldn't really move his hand to his own cock shaft. So it was good that she was massaging it.
She began to rub a come drop from the slit all over the head of his cock, and she could feel the way his cock pulsed a little bit.
As the naked, tanned cop kept on squeezing her buttocks and eating her cunt, he started to slide his fingers near her ass crack. He slid two of them up and down between her taut ass cheeks, rubbing the sweat into her flesh.
Then he started to move his finger toward her asshole.
As he did, Jenny closed her eyes tightly. She could feel a kind of pain as he began to try and gently massage his finger into her asshole, and when she pulled herself up and ended up pulling her cunt away from his mouth, she spoke softly.
"Please, please, please don't play with my ass. Don't play with my ass. It hurts when someone does that. It hurts so much. Please."
"Relax, baby," he said. "I only want to add to the pleasure that you're already feeling. That's all. I don't want to hurt you. That would be the last thing in the world that I'd want to do to you. Just relax, baby."
He sucked her clit back between his lips, then, as he held it between his lips, he began to flick his tongue back and forth against the tip of her clit, the same way he had been sucking on her nipple before the shower.
Jenny went crazy when he did that, and hardly even felt the way he started to massage his finger right back into her asshole. She could feel the way an orgasm was starting to swell up in her entire body, and she loved it.
Just as she exploded, and he sucked harder to make the orgasm more intense, she felt him sliding his finger into her ass.
It hardly even bothered her. In fact, she did feel the way her body began to loosen up even more, and her orgasm seemed to be more intense than it was. And she had thought that she'd reached her peak, and all the feelings were going to be subsiding from that peak. Instead, she stayed at an incredible high.
He didn't move his finger too deep inside of her body. But while it was there, Jenny could feel the way her asshole was spasming around the finger, almost at the same rate that her heated coming pussy was spasming.
He started to slide the finger in and out of her at a slow rate then, rather than just holding it in and not moving it, and she liked that. She wiggled her ass around a little bit, then slid her other hand to his hair.
She ran her fingers through his tight blond curls, and moaned.
"Oh Bob, this feels so nice. So nice. I'm so glad we met."
"Me, too, baby," he said, as he was thrusting his cock up and down in her other hand, which she had balled up in a fist.
When he pulled his mouth away from her cunt, he started to pull his finger slowly out of her asshole. She did feel a mild spasm of pain as he pulled it out of her asshole, and she was glad that it was out of her now.
"Now, why don't you sit on my cock?" he asked her, and when he did, she began to lick her lips. "Why don't you move back and then slide your hot cunt down onto my cock and take it for a nice ride?"
"Mmm, I think I'd like that," the naked, sweaty redhead said.
"I know that I'd like it," he said. "I don't even have to think about it to know that I would like it. Go on, baby. Slide back."
She pressed her butt cheeks and her cunt against his chest and belly as she was sliding down his body, and she could see the dripping wetness that her cunt was leaving on his light blond chest hairs. She slid her hand to his chest and rubbed her cunt drippings into his skin as she kept sliding back.
She felt his cock rubbing against her buttocks, and that was how she knew she was close enough to it. She kept looking into his light blue eyes.
Then, Jenny lifted her cunt up, and moved back just a little bit more, so the hard dick was in front of her body now, instead of behind.
She started to rub that heated hard cock pole against her cunt lips, and then she pushed herself down a little bit, so that the mushroom-shaped head was inside of her body, and the rest of the shaft was still outside.
"Yeah, that feels nice and hot," he moaned to her. "It feels so fucking hot. Now slide yourself all the way down. Sit all the way down on it."
She started to lower herself more and more, and she could feel the way the thickness of the shaft was spreading her wider inside. Because of the position, his cock was making such a fantastic pressing contact against her clit.
She even managed to press herself down to increase that contact more.
Jenny kept on moving her pussy down, until she felt her ass on his thighs, and then she wiggled herself around a little bit, and moaned softly.
"Oh, Bob, this cock of yours feels so good inside of me. I honestly believe that it's the first time I've ever loved having a cock in my cunt."
"Now come on, Jane," he said, and at that moment, she felt guilty about having lied about her name, and wanted to tell him what her real name was like-but she did not. "You don't look like you're all that old to me. Late teens. I can't believe that you had so many different cocks in you."
"I've had more than you would have ever imagined," she told him. "More than you'd imagine, and more than I ever wanted."
"Oh?" he asked, as he started to grind himself upward, not thrusting really, but just moving in a little deeper and grinding his hips.
"Yes," she said. "It was my family. My parents. My older brother. And even my aunts and uncles. All because they hate me."
"No! How can anyone hate you?" he asked, and when he said that, she was so turned on by it, that she pressed her naked tits down against his chest, and pressed her eager lips against his mouth, kissing him hard.
She rammed her tongue into his mouth, and as he started to suck on it and she lifted her ass up a little bit higher, she felt him thrusting in and out of her.
He started to slap her ass a little bit, as his cock was moving in and out of her cunt. Because of the way she had raised herself up, she gave him some room to thrust in and out of her, and she loved the way that he felt.
She could feel her cunt start to spasm over and over again-mainly because of his cock, but also because of the heat from kissing him. He was sucking on her tongue so hard, that she was feeling her own passions intensify.
When he started to throb inside of her cunt, she began to moan softly, begging him not to come inside of her so soon.
So he thrust all the way up and started to grind himself inside of her again, and she sat back up on top of him, and slid her hands up and down his chest. When her palms moved over his nipples and she felt the way they seemed to tingle, she closed her fingers around them, pinching them real tight.
She started to twist her fingers, too, and she could hear him moaning louder. But when that pinching and twisting made his cock start to throb too hard inside of her again, she stopped doing it like that.
"Tell me about some of the things that happened to you," he said to her.
"No. Please. I don't want to talk about them. I don't like to talk about them. It scares me when I have to think about it."
"All right then," he said. "Forget I asked about it."
He raised his head then and moved his mouth to one of her large heaving tits.
As he started to suck on her nipple, he was thinking that it was just like he had suspected. This girl was most definitely a runaway. And though he knew it was really his duty to try and find out more about her, he decided not to.
What most people didn't tend to realize when they read in newspapers about families whose children had run away, was that the members of these families were usually sadistic bastards. The children didn't run away because they wanted to-they usually ran away because they had to. Because it was unbearable living at home.
So he sucked her nipple with as much loving affection as he could, and when he felt it starting to throb in his mouth, he also felt the way her cunt began to spasm under the influence of his still thrusting cock shaft.
"Oh, yeah, it feels so nice this way," she said to him. "So nice."
"What other ways have you been taken?" he asked her, out of curiosity.
"From behind. And when I'm on the bottom, lying on my back. I've always hated it that way, more than any other way. Only because the people who would do things to me were really so brutal with me. They would do it hard.
"Let me get on top of you," he said to her. "Let me get on top of you."
"No, please," she said. "I don't know if I could do that."
"Of course you can. Were any of those people who were brutal with you ever willing to let you sit on them? Were they? Were they ever as gentle and tender as I'm being with you now? Answer me, Jane. I want to know."
She didn't say it in words. Instead, she just shook her head no.
"I thought as much. Well, I can be tender with you. You let me enter you in the missionary position, and I can be tender."
"All right," she said. "I'll let you do it. All right."
She slid herself up and off his cock shaft, and then she rolled over on her back, and lay on the large bed next to him, with her legs spread wide and her cunt ready for him. He got up on his knees and moved between her legs.
Then, he held the base of his cock as he started to guide the head between her cunt lips. He slid himself into her gently, and moaned as he pulled his hand away to get into her as deep as he possibly could.
When Jenny opened her eyes for a second, she almost freaked out. This was the position that she was used to, only she'd had horrid, painful experiences like this. But as she kept looking at his handsome smiling face, and his white band around his waist, she started to trust him even more.
And once he realized how much she trusted him, he started to thrust in and out of her at a nice steady rate. He slapped her ass once or twice, thinking that he would add to her pleasure, but when she groaned a little, he stopped.
He did not want to hurt her. He really felt sorry for her and wanted to turn her on as much as he possibly could.
So he made sure to thrust himself inward and upward.
Jenny was loving it. It was the first fuck of her life that she had ever enjoyed, and considering the fact that she had had so many, she was finally learning what sex was all about
-what the pleasures were all about, at the very least.
She could feel the way her whole body was flowing with sensation, and when he played with her tits, pressing his palms down against them, she began to moan quite loud.
When he started to throb hard inside of her, she could feel the way her head was spinning, and vibrant colors were flashing through her mind.
Then, she heard him moaning about how he was starting to come, and she felt the warm soothing spurts of cream shooting into her pussy. He kept right on thrusting as he was coming, and because the added warmth of his shooting come was great, she began to spasm around him a few seconds later.
She was still spasming as he started to pull his cock out of her pussy, and she felt so relieved from the fuck, that sleep started to overcome her.
"I don't know what it is," she moaned, in a sleepy voice. "I don't know what it is. I guess I haven't slept in such a long time, that I just can't stop myself. It's starting to happen. I loved what you did, Bob. I really loved it and...."
And then, she was sleeping soundly, breathing steadily, finally able to close her eyes after doing all that speed.
CHAPTER TWO
"Fucking bitches," Willie said to his brother. "I ever see their faces again and I'm gonna smash those bitches up so much they ain't never gonna turn on another man."
He was reading the note that his wife and sister-in-law had left for him and his brother, Niles, and when he was finished, he handed it to his brown-haired brother.
They were sitting in their gas station garage, in the back area where they had the two large beds and small kitchenette area set up. This area had been their home for the last three months, ever since they'd bought the garage.
"We just can't take it anymore," the note had read. "Can't take living like this and can't take you two bastards. So we have taken something-your money-and we've run off to get as far away from here as we can."
As Willie looked at his brown-haired younger brother, he was surprised that Niles was not anymore angry than he was. Niles seemed to be taking the news pretty well.
"Ah, I'm sick to death of those cunts anyway," he said to Willie.
"You mighta been sick to death of them, but where the hell you gonna be able to get your rocks off, now that they're gone?"
And as' Niles closed his eyes, Willie could tell that he was thinking about that very thing. It was true-their gas station was a little on the seedy side, and it was located in the middle of nowhere. Of course, they did get many cars stopping by because they were the only station along a long stretch of road.
That was one reason why the two men had been happy abut meeting their two girls at about the same time. Mary and Sue were cousins, and the two station owners had met the hot blondes one night at a bar.
Willie would always remember how much Mary had enjoyed their first time together.
He and Niles had taken the truck to the bar, and he let Niles drive Sue back to the garage in the truck, while he drove Mary back in her car. As they had been driving he had been telling her about his station, and she had been real interested.
She was a pretty dumb Southern blonde, but he didn't really care about what was in her head. He only cared about what was under her clothes.
When they got back to the garage their very first night, he had led her into the back. Then he had pulled the divider closed between the beds.
After that, he had been able to take out a lot of his animal aggressions on her.
He had thrown her down onto the bed, and he had started to kiss her real hard on the mouth, thinking that the harder he kissed her, the more turned on she would be. He thrust his groin up and down between her legs.
Then he began to pull her blouse buttons open. He was a horny and eager young stud, and he didn't want to have to bother with certain things. So, rather than try to unclasp her bra from behind, he yanked it down under her two large tits.
He buried his face between those tits, and then he started to lick her cleavage. After that, he moved his mouth from one nipple to the other, sucking and biting gently, slapping one of her tits with his open palm.
She seemed to have loved it. When he had started to lick hiss way further down her body, she had lifted her ass up off the bed so he could pull her pants and panties all the way down. Then he had spread her legs wide apart and buried his mouth between them, moving his lips directly to the red dripping cunt lips.
Mary had been hot as hell. She had started to thrust herself up and down against his eager flicking tongue.
For as long as Willie could remember, perhaps from the very First time that he had ever had his tongue in a cunt, he loved the taste of a pussy.
And Mary's pussy was nice and wet by the time he moved his mouth down to it and began to lick her. Her cunt was flowing, so he sucked a thick load of cream out of her, then felt like he was going to explode in his pants.
So he quickly pulled his mouth away from the hot blonde's cunt, and as he opened his pants and pushed them down, he slid his hand to the base of his cock and started to squeeze himself as hard as he possibly could.
In doing that, he kept himself from shooting off right away.
Mary was an eager cocksucking bitch, Willie was to learn. As soon as she saw his dick she moved her hand to it, grabbed him at the base and balls, then slid her lips all the way down his cock shaft, deep throating him.
She hadn't even minded it when she'd started to gag around his cock. In fact, it seemed to turn her on a little bit when she gagged, maybe because Willie had his fingers up her cunt the whole time, working her over.
It was as Mary sucked him that he heard Niles coming into the garage, leading Sue. They moved to the bed on the other side of the curtain, and soon Willie was able to hear his younger brother slurping away at Sue's cunt.
He knew that his younger brother could also hear him, and he purposely moaned real loud, telling Mary that she was doing one hot job on his dick. At one point, she got on her hands and knees and continued to suck him.
Willie leaned forward a little bit, and then began to smash his hand down on her buttocks, so hard, that his own palm began to sting a little.
But Mary had seemed to love it, and had even been wiggling her hot ass around like the heated bitch he got to think of her as.
When he slid his fingers toward her asshole, and rammed two of them right into her, he felt her pushing herself back. Her ass was so fucking tight, and his fingers felt so fucking good in there, that he pulsed hard in her mouth.
It was not long before he was shooting his come right into her mouth, or rather, into her throat, and she was loving it.
She held his cock in her throat for a long, long time, but he had come so powerfully that he started to go limp. He knew he would need time to rest.
And as he and Mary had been lying back on his bed, talking and kissing, she had moved her hand down to his cock shaft to tug at it. After about five minutes, when there was still no response, and the loudest sound in the garage was coming from the other side of the curtain, he loved what she did.
Mary just whispered into his ear, "I know somethin' that'll turn you on."
And she got up off his bed and moved to the curtain, and pulled it right open.
When she did, he looked over and saw his younger brother, fucking Mary's hot cousin from behind. Sue was on her hands and knees, and as Niles held onto her hips, he was slamming his cock in and out of her cunt, so his groin made loud slapping sounds against the girl's hot ass cheeks. He slid his hand to one of her tits and squeezed her nipple.
Sue looked over at Mary, and then she looked at Willie, then back at Mary.
"Hi, Cos, I thought it was you on the other side of the curtain," she smiled.
Then Mary turned to Willie and told him that she would often watch her cousin fucking with men, and she'd always get off on it, just as Sue would do the same thing.
Hearing that had turned Willie on, because he and Niles had the same kind of arrangement between them. The curtain had just been hung up between the beds so it could be pulled closed when they had girls over there who wanted some kind of privacy.
But as soon as Willie discovered that these two girls liked watching each other making it, he knew that they would never pull the curtain closed again.
And watching his younger brother fucking big-titted Sue, and especially keeping his eyes on those huge tits shaking back and forth as they hung, turned him on a hell of a lot, enough to get him hard again.
Mary had sat right on his cock when he got hard, because when they first started to watch Sue and Niles, Willie had sat up with his legs over the side of the bed and his feet on the floor. So Mary just backed up and sat on him.
"Shit, we have got ourselves two hot bitches," Niles had said as he looked over and saw the way that Mary was riding Willie.
"We sure do. And they're just like us. They like to play and watch, same way that we do. Shit, we got ourselves two hot ones."
Sue pulled herself away from Willie, just so she could roll over and lie on her back. She pulled his cock right back into her pussy as she lay on her back, and Mary began to talk about how much she loved the look of Niles's ass as he was fucking Sue.
"If you love it so much, why don' you lick the sweat off?" Niles suggested.
And Mary got right up and moved over to that bed. At first, Willie was a little bit upset, because he had been having himself one good time, with that blonde bitch riding his cock up and down. But when Mary moved near the bed, then leaned over so her ass was sticking out near Willie's face, he got the idea.
He stood right up behind her, and then rubbed the head of his hard cock against her buttocks. He moved his cock right back into her pussy, then started to fuck her from behind, while she was licking his brother's ass cheeks, while Niles fucked Sue.
The whole scene had been so hot that first night. The two twosomes had turned into a kind of foursome, with all of them quite willing to participate.
"Yeah, Mary, lick that ass," Willie had said to the blond who would later be his wife.
"Lick my brother's ass. Now let's see if you'll rim him."
"Shit, man, is this some kind of a challenge?" Mary asked, and she laughed, then pried the younger boy's ass cheeks apart, and moved her tongue right to the asshole, where she started to flick it back and forth.
Niles had gone crazy then. He had started to pump his cock in and out of Sue's cunt even faster, and Sue was moaning loud.
"Yeah, man, pump that cream into me. I love that fucking hot cream."
And from the way Niles was grunting and groaning, it was obvious to Willie that his brother was starting to shoot right into the girl who was to become Niles's wife. Mary kept right on licking Niles's asshole, and she must have been so turned on by the two people coming, as well as the taste of Niles, that her pussy began to spasm real hard around Willie's own throbbing cock.
A few seconds after Mary's tense spasming began, Willie could feel his cock exploding inside of her, and he moaned loud about it, so that he would let the other two people know that he was filling that hot bitch's cunt.
That first night, the two brothers and co-owners of the station, were treated to something that they had never before seen in the flesh-but rather, only in films.
Since both of them were spent from their powerful orgasms, and both of the blondes were still pretty hot, they saw the two girls starting to go down on each other. In fact, when Mary first moved her mouth to Sue's cunt, so she could lick Niles's come out of her cousin (so she said) the two males had moved to one bed to sit and watch.
And soon, the two women had been eating each other.
Though they claimed that they wanted to lick the come from each other's cunt, Willie whispered to his brother five minutes later, that these two cousins wanted to do more than that. After all, had they just been going for the male come in the other's cunt, they could have stopped after a minute or so.
Instead, it was quite obvious that these two blonde cousins loved eating each other, and Willie was sure that they had eaten each other long before he and his brother had ever come across them. Still, he loved it.
He started to tug on his own cock as he was watching them.
Usually, two orgasms was quite enough for him. But ten minutes after his second orgasm, he could feel the way his cock began to throb once more, and as it filled with blood, he knew he was up for another fuck.
He decided that he would fuck Mary's cunt from behind, while Sue was still licking her. Because Mary was lying on her back, he had to lift her as up off the bed to raise her cunt up to his cock, but Sue was more than willing to lift her head up, too.
And she seemed to love licking Mary's cunt while he was sliding his cock in and out of it, because she was also getting to move her tongue all over Willie's cock shaft at the same time. Willie looked over at his brother, who seemed to be getting off on watching, and he felt pretty good about that.
He did not, after all, want his brother to get mad about what he saw going on. That would have been such a waste of energy, he thought to himself. .
After a few minutes, Niles was hard again, too, and he moved right behind Sue and slid his cock into her cunt. As he did that, Mary slurped at his balls, running her tongue all over them. And, at one point, she managed to suck them both into her mouth, and she was sucking on them later as Niles started to come.
When Willie felt his cock throbbing, and was all ready to come, then moaned about how he was going to shoot, he felt Sue pushing his cock back. Sue aimed his cock right into her own mouth, so that he didn't spurt into Mary then.
Instead, he ended up shooting his load right into Sue's mouth.
And a little bit later, Niles ended up shooting into Sue's cunt.
That first night together, the two brothers had each slept in their own bed, with the girl who they had picked up. In the morning, Willie was the first one to wake up, and he was lying on his side.
His cock was pressed between Mary's butt cheeks, and he began to thrust back and forth a little bit, moving his cock in and out of her. As she got turned on, he aimed his cock down at her cunt and started to fuck her that way.
Over on the other bed, he could see the way Sue was starting to get up. Sue looked over and winked at him, then slid her hand down and felt the hard-on that Niles had.
She slid her lips right down to Willie's younger brother's cock, and started to suck on him, before he even woke up for the day. Willie got off on watching the naked, big-titted blonde girl sucking his brother's dick, and watching that, as well as his fucking of Mary's pussy, was enough to give him a soothing morning orgasm.
That first day, the girls had decided to cook breakfast for the guys, and they had loved hanging around the station. The men had some overalls that the girls put on, and though they were a little baggy, a few pins in the back made them look better in front.
Mary loved pumping gas that first day, and even talked about how the pump itself was quite phallic, and how it might fit well inside of her pussy. When Willie heard that, he told her that he had something better for her pussy. His dick.
And of course, being the kind of girl who loved real hot cock flesh, she preferred having his dick inside of her, as opposed to a gas pump.
The girls didn't move into the garage for the first three months, though if they went home, it was only to get a change of clothes, or just hang out alone for a while.
Then, three months after the brothers had met the girls, they asked them if they wanted to get married. They were planning to drive to Vegas and have a double ceremony, then take out a room in a large hotel for the weekend.
Mary and Sue had been thrilled at the idea of a double wedding, and three days after the idea came up, they got in the truck and rode to Vegas.
The more Wille and Niles thought about it, the more they both realized that after the honeymoon, everything was all downhill.
They didn't think anything was wrong at all during the honeymoon. In fact, it was one of the best times of their lives.
They had taken a large suite with a huge living room, and two different bedrooms off of that living room, but after Willie had given Mary a hot, honeymoon fuck, she told him that she wanted to go and continue to play in the living room.
When they got there, Niles and Sue were already playing.
Niles had his mouth down near Sue's pussy, and as she was lying there on her back, she started to moan about how she had been saving herself for him.
"What the hell you talking about, bitch?" Willie had asked his new sister-in-law. "I've seen him fuck that hot pussy of yours more times than I can count."
"Aw, Willie," Mary said to her husband, "you sure know how to break a mood."
"A mood? What the hell kind of a mood is there goin' on here?"
"A hot and horny one," Mary said, sliding her hand to his spent cock, which was already starting to rise again.
"I know he fucked my pussy, Willie, you vile crud," Sue had laughed. "But I ain't talking about my pussy. I'm talking about my ass."
When Willie had heard her saying that, he felt his cock throbbing more in Mary's hand, and he could tell that she liked it, because she tugged on him a little bit more, and moaned real loud about how it felt.
"I'm gonna do the same thing for you, after she does it," Mary said.
And Willie realized that the two cousins had planned this whole thing, and though he let it bother him at first, he realized that he shouldn't have. It was going to be one real hot scene, and at the moment, Niles was busy tonguing Sue's asshole.
He looked up and smiled at Willie, then told him how he had rammed an enema up Sue so she could clean herself out first. He had done that while the blonde was sucking on his dick, and then he had watched her shit it all out.
So he knew that the asshole he was licking was nice and clean, and he sure as hell thought that it was tasting good. He started to move a finger in and out of it, sliding it along with his tongue, which, unfortunately, could not go in as deep.
But the tongue was providing the saliva, which was making it easier for him to slide that finger in and out of her, and he loved the way her hot ass was feeling.
Then, when he knew she was wet enough, he got up on his knees and eased his cock right into her asshole, nice and slow. Actually, Niles just eased the head into her asshole and then she started to slide herself back against him, taking in as much of him as she could, moaning at the same time.
When he was in deep, he held onto her hips and then started to thrust in and out of her as fast as he possibly could. His groin was slapping against her buttocks, and she was moaning with heated pleasure.
"Yeah, man, fuck my ass. I love the feeling of your dick in my ass."
"Shit, Niles, how the hell does that ass feel?" Willie had asked.
"It feels better than a pussy ever felt," Niles had told him. "It's so much hotter and tighter. I can't believe how good it feels."
And that made Willie so much more eager to know what an ass felt like, so when Mary got down on her knees, then pressed her face down against the carpet as she pushed her legs up under her body and raised her ass off the floor, Willie began to smile.
"You want me to get you to, don't you, baby?" he asked her.
She started to smile as she was wiggling her hot little ass, and she never said yes, but Willie knew it was what she wanted.
When he moved closer to her and rubbed the head of his cock against her asshole, he realized just how eager she really was. She had lubed her asshole with something, because it was all greased up, and he was able to slide in pretty easily.
So on their honeymoon, the two brothers had both fucked ass for the first time.
And one of the best things about it was that they were able to watch each other fucking their new wives, and experience the pleasure of fucking a hot lady's ass together. Every so often, one of them would look at the other and pick up on what the other one was doing. For instance, at one point, Willie had started a series of short but hard thrusts, and Mary had moaned like a bitch in heat.
So Niles had started to fuck Sue that same way, and Sue began to scream out with pleasure, so loud, that they laughed about how everyone in every fucking room on that floor probably knew there was some hot fucking going on.
The only thing was, it didn't last too long and as Willie thought about it now, he had to start smiling. Yeah, that ass fucking didn't last too long, and neither did the two marriages. Over in less than six months.
The fucking was over in about three minutes, because Niles had been right. An ass was much tighter than a cunt, and the heat was at least twice as great.
It was too hard to think about any kind of self-discipline in a tunnel as heated as an asshole, and Niles started to come in Sue's asshole before Willie started to come in Mary's, but then again, Willie had started to fuck Mary after Niles was already plowing back and forth into his new wife.
"Fucking shit," Niles said now, in the gas station garage, as he was looking through one of his drawers. "That bitch took all the cash we had here."
"That bitch. Those bitches. I bet they planned this whole thing, just like they planned that ass fucking during our honeymoon. I bet they knew they were going to take us for all this money when they first met us."
"Goddamn cunts," Niles said. "No, make it those goddamn assholes."
"Well, there ain't any way to track 'em down. I guess we just lost ourselves the two best pieces of ass we ever had."
CHAPTER THREE
Much later, she would tell herself that she'd been better off doing all those Black Beauties. She was much better off having stayed up for so long, because the sleep only seemed to bring nightmares and dreams, and if there was something pleasant in one of the dreams, it soon turned into a nightmare.
She had grown up in a huge mansion, the daughter of one of the wealthiest men and women in the world. And though everyone tended to act so cultured and refined, behind their closed doors, they were all lecherous beasts.
She had so many memories of sexual encounters, before becoming a brutalized battered young girl, who was to be mistreated by almost everyone.
The very first one had to do with her father and the black-haired maid, Laura. Jenny could not have been more than four when she was wandering around near the cabanas out by the pool one early afternoon.
She heard a kind of groaning sound, and as she walked closer to it, she could see her father standing near the cabana, his pants pulled down around his ankles. He was wearing a sports shirt and jacket, and a tie.
Laura was leaning against a bench. Her black maid's uniform had been pushed up over her ass cheeks, and Jenny's father's cock was sliding in and out of the woman's cunt from behind. He was slapping her ass, too, and she was moaning.
Jenny stood there, totally transfixed. She could not figure out exactly what was going on. The two of them seemed to be playing some kind of grunting and groaning game, only that thing between Daddy's legs looked so menacing.
And then there was that game of word-play between them. He would slam it into her hard and then ask her if she liked it. When she would grunt, almost as if she was in pain, he would smash his hand on her buttocks.
"I said, do you like it, Laura? Do you like it?"
And because he smashed his hand down so hard on her buttocks, she started to say that she liked it. Almost as if she realized that if she did not say it, he would hit her even harder than he was already hitting her.
Then he started to grunt and groan, like some kind of an animal. She thought about the little pigs she had seen on her uncle's farm. They made the same sounds.
He thrust all the way into her, and held himself there. His face flushed with red color as he was grinding himself into her, and then he pushed her forward so she fell on her knees, and he laughed at her.
Jenny had run away before she was seen by them. She had run as fast as she possibly could, because she thought the whole thing was strange.
During her early years, before she was ten, she would see all kinds of lust-filled things, because it seemed to be going on all over. Many of those encounters involved her father and some of the maids.
But then, her mother was doing things with some of the butlers. One day, as she was going to look for her favorite butler who she liked to play with the most, little Jenny was surprised at what she saw.
There was her mother, in Donald's room, and the blond haired man was sliding his hard cock in and out of her body. He was slamming it really hard and fast, and her naked redhead mother seemed to be moaning with great lust.
Then she saw another one of the butlers, Fred, starting to aim his cock at her mother's mouth. His cock looked so long and thick, but Jenny's mother turned her head and opened her mouth, and then she started to take it all down.
He thrust up and down, moving his huge organ in all the way to the end, to the large hanging balls, and he seemed to love it. He began to take it out of her mouth, and then, as he held himself at the base, he slapped her back and forth across the face with it a few times, and she was still moaning.
Jenny couldn't run away as she was watching. Once again, her feet would not move.
She was not turned on to this at all. Instead, she thought that it was all so depraved. Fred was slapping her mother back and forth across the face with it, and Donald was ramming his in and out of her mother.
When Donald pushed her legs up higher to raise her ass up off the bed some more, she could see the way he started to smash his hand down on her ass, harder and harder, and she could see the red marks that his hand was leaving.
Then he started to grunt and groan, and his ass cheeks began to spasm as he thrust himself in real deep and seemed to hold himself in there.
Her mother was jerking her body up and down, almost as if she wanted to get away, but Donald had his nails digging into her hips, and he kept her from pulling away from him. Then Fred began to moan really loud.
He thrust himself deep into her throat, and as she started to gag on him, Jenny did want to scream out and tell them to leave her mother alone. She thought that her mother was going to choke to death on the spurting cream.
But then Fred pulled himself back, and she saw it for the first time.
He pulled himself back before all the white stuff had finished spurting from the slit of his cock, and some of it spurted onto her mother's chin and tits. He saw the way the two men laughed about that, and her mother seemed to laugh, too.
One day, she was passing the kitchen when she saw that one of the maids was standing by the oven, stirring some soup and singing with great glee. She asked the woman what she was so happy about, and the woman whirled her head around.
She started to scream at Jenny for being in the kitchen at this moment, and told her to get out, with so much anger coming from her, that Jenny turned and ran as fast as she could. But not before the young girl noticed something.
There were men's shoes sticking out of the cook's long skirt. As she glanced at the shoes, she knew they were the ones her father had just bought that day. She knew they were his brand new shoes he had been showing off.
And she noticed the way the cook was rocking back and forth. Her father, she was sure, was under that woman's long skirt, and probably had his mouth pressed against that slit between the woman's legs.
The only two people Jenny never saw together were her parents. She came across her mother with other servants, and one day, during an early afternoon, as Jenny was roaming the halls of the large mansion, she could hear a strange kind of moaning that she had never heard before. As she got closer, she realized that it was the sound of two women.
She looked through the keyhole on that huge door, and saw that her mother was lying back on the bed with her legs spread as wide as possible, and one of the blonde female servants had her head between her mother's legs. Jenny could not tell who it was, because she never got to see the blonde's face.
But when the woman began to move her body around, and then slid her cunt down onto her mother's face, Jenny was so surprised. Her mother just stuck her tongue out and started to lick the woman, until the woman was sitting all the way down.
The young girl had run away from that evil room as fast as she could.
She had been in tears, thinking of all the depravity that was going on.
There were reasons why she was starting to think this was all so sick. Her parents insisted on sending her to a Sunday school, and she had to go at least three times a week. She was starting to learn a lot about religion.
And she was learning that all these things they were doing were wrong.
They seemed to come off as being so pure. On certain Sundays when they would accompany her to church, the minister would come over and talk with them. They would act so honorable and so noble, like they were perfect Catholics.
And then, during the week, they would be doing all these horrible things that went against the religion. One night, when she was ten, she saw something that was more horrible than anything else she had ever seen.
It was late on a Friday night, and she was supposed to be sleeping.
However, she was unable to sleep because her window was open, and she could hear this eerie sound coming through. She got up and went to her window, then looked out. She realized that the sound was coming from the living room, two floors down, because she could see how the sliding glass doors were open.
There was something terrifying about that groaning sound-something that made her feel a little too scared to go and investigate. And yet, she knew that she had to. She snuck down the stairs and looked into the living room.
And what she saw was really quite frightening. Sitting around in a circle, all in black robes, were all the servants, maids and butlers.
Standing in the middle of this circle was a man who was wearing a leather harness and a black leather face mask. The only part of his face that could be seen through the holes in the mask was his eyes and his mouth.
She knew the man well enough to know who it was. It was her father.
He was standing there holding a long leather whip. As he pointed it out at one of the servants in black, she reached up and pulled her black cape all the way off, letting it slide on the floor behind her.
Then she crawled to him on her hands and knees. When she was close enough, he pulled the leather whip back and lashed her hard on the buttocks with it. Jenny had to cover her mouth to keep from yelling out.
She could see how hard her father had hit the servant-she could see that the leather had cunt into the skin, drawing a great deal of blood. The servant had let out a low groan, but never once voiced any protest.
Jenny's father had commanded that servant to open her mouth and suck his cock between her lips, and Jenny had watched the woman doing it. Her father's dick had only been semi-hard, until the naked blonde servant sucked on it.
Then, as it started to get stiffer, so that it was no longer hanging in front of his large balls in their sack, she could see that his cock and balls had been pushed through some kind of a metal ring that was around it.
He started to thrust in and out of her mouth, lashing her over and over again on the back. Then, he turned and pointed to another person.
As he pointed at her with the leather whip, she pushed the black hood that she had on her head off, and Jenny gasped again. It was her Mom who was starting to slide the black cape off and let it fall all the way on the floor.
She stood up, totally naked, in front of all the others. Then she started to walk toward her husband. As she got closer to him, she moved her mouth to one of his stiff nipples and started to bite into it.
Then she moved her hand down to the base of his cock shaft and began to slide her hand up and down the saliva-wet shaft.
As she did, he seemed to smile. But then, suddenly, he pointed the whip at three others, fast, and then all let their capes fall to the floor.
He had pointed to three of the male servants. As they all stood up, totally naked, they were all as hard as they could be. He said something in a low and angry tone, and then one of the black-haired servants grabbed Jenny's mother by the hands.
He pulled her hands behind her back, and started to bind them together with a thick leather strap. As he did, she started to scream, but Jenny's father slapped her across the face as hard as he possibly could.
That seemed to shut her up. Once her hands were bound behind her back, he pushed the blonde sucking servant away from his cock. He pointed to another one, who was the redheaded second floor maid, and she moved close to him.
She started to suck on his cock, and then he commanded the three male servants to do it to his wife. As Jenny saw the way her mother was starting to try and pull her hands free as she was squirming to get away, she felt sorry for the woman.
She wanted to scream out and tell her father to leave her alone.
But then, as the cock on the black-haired man was being forced in and out of her mouth fast and hard, she started to moan around it. It was obvious to the young girl that her mother was getting turned on by it.
One of the servants lay down on his back, his hardness sticking right up in the air, and then they guided her mother down, so that she was sitting on the fat cock.
They started to guide her up and down on the cock, while she was still forced to suck on the big one in her mouth. Actually, after a while, it seemed like she was quite willing to do what she was doing.
Once she was sliding up and down the shaft at a nice, steady rate, she seemed to be having herself a good time. She was also sliding her mouth up and down the other shaft eagerly, as if she loved it.
But then, the third servant got on his knees behind her.
He started to rub himself against the back of her body, and when he did that, her entire body seemed to tense up. Jenny couldn't really understand it.
She wondered where that man was trying to put his cock. She wondered what hole he could possibly be trying to move into. Then, as her mother pulled her head away from the cock she was sucking, she started to scream.
"No, not my asshole, please, darling, not my asshole!"
"Shut up," Jenny's father had screamed, and he'd raised his leather whip and smashed it right across his wife's face.
He had hit her with the leather across the face, just as hard as he had lashed the first girl on the buttocks, and he cut right into her skin. When he did, she seemed to be fuming with anger, and started to scream back at him.
She said things about being tired of playing his sick games, and when Jenny heard that, it made her feel better. She had always thought that the things that her parents played were sick, and she was glad to hear her mother finally saying it.
But her father was even more infuriated, and he just told her to shut up.
Then, one of the servants brought a can of grease closer, and the one near her mother's ass began to rub it all over his shaft.
He did so, until his shaft looked so powerful and wet.
Then he rammed it right into her mother's asshole as forcefully as he could. Jenny had seen the look of horror on her mother's face, and when the woman kept on screaming, her father ordered the servant who'd been fucking her face to ram his cock back in.
At first, the servant didn't seem to want to. He seemed to think that if he moved himself into her mouth while she was in pain, she would try to bite him. Jenny's father didn't seem to care about that, and he lashed the man hard on the ass.
Jenny had seen the way her mother's body seemed to grow weaker and weaker as the three men were working her over. There was blood coming from her asshole, and blood from her face where she had been lashed so brutally.
There was a great deal of sweat too, from almost everyone in the room. Jenny's father was forcing the maid's mouth up and down his cock shaft as he watched his wife being raped by the three servants.
Then, Jenny's mother just seemed to pass out.
Her whole body seemed to go limp, and she passed out. The three men kept right on working themselves in and out of her limp form, almost as if none of them noticed. In fact, Jenny wondered if any of them noticed the way her mother's body was lifeless.
She did not even wait around to see what else would happen. She just ran back up to her room, and shut her window to try and block out the sounds that were still coming from two floors down. But having seen it happening, she could see images flashing in her mind when she closed her eyes.
It was the last time she ever saw her mother alive. The next day, her father told her that her mother was sick. She had taken to her bed.
Though Jenny wanted to see her, her father said it would be out of the question. He did call Jenny's older brother, who was away at boarding school, to let the boy know how sick their mother was.
That was when Jenny suspected that her father might have been killing her mother slowly. She knew her mother was going to be dead within a matter of days, especially when her father suggested that Bruce, her brother, come home from school.
Sure enough, the next day, she was told that her mother was dead.
When her father told her, he was in tears, but Jenny could not bring herself to believe that her father really cared one way or the other. She thought that he was a murderer, and when she was alone with her brother, she told him what she had seen.
He didn't want to hear it. He told her that hers was a wild and wicked imagination, and that he never wanted to hear her talking about it again.
In many ways, she was sorry that she had ever said anything to him about it. Because he moved back home after their mother died, and he started to taunt and abuse her. And he always had a good excuse to make her go along with him without screaming.
"If you don't do what I want, I'll tell Daddy what you told me about Mother. And if he were to ever know what you told me, he would hate you. You know that you would be in a lot of trouble, Jenny."
And she knew that he was right. He had turned into the same kind of pervert that she had thought her father was. Long before she reached sexual maturity, she would come upon her brother with one of the maids.
Once, she had come upon him with two of them. He had been ramming his thing in and out of her cunt, while another maid had been pressing herself against his face.
It was not until she was thirteen that her brother first took her, and that was really when her nightmares began. Up until that time, she had just been a witness to other people's depravities, and she had hated what she'd seen.
But one day, while she was undressing, her brother barged into her bedroom. He wasn't wearing anything but his bathing suit, having just come upstairs after a swim, and he told her what he was going to do to her.
He said that he was sure she was a virgin, and he knew that once she learned about how good a cock could be, she would love it.
Jenny threatened to scream, and that was when he threatened her for the first time.
Once he told her that he'd tell their father, she knew that she could not scream. She did not want to do it, but he was much stronger than she was. As she tried to run away from him, he grabbed her by the arm.
He twisted it behind her back and pushed her down on her knees. Then he moved his cock bulge to her mouth, and told her to pull his cock out with her lips and tongue. She tugged at his bathing suit with her clenched teeth, and pulled him down below his cock and his balls. Then he rammed it into her mouth.
Jenny had thought she was going to die when he did that to her. She thought that she was going to choke to death on his cock.
She had never figured out which hole had been the fatal one that must have ended up killing her mother. All three had been filled, and her mother had been brutalized in all three at once. And maybe she hadn't died that night. Maybe she had managed to linger on for another two days.
Jenny had ended up biting into her brother's cock, out of fear more than out of any intentions to hurt him, and when she did bite into his cock, she heard the way he started to scream at her.
He slapped her hard across the face, and then he pushed her down on her back. He told her that he was not going to do it to her mouth anymore.
He wasn't going to put his cock into one of her holes with teeth. He was going to put it into her other hole.
She told him that no one had ever taken her before, hoping that he would change his mind, then realized, by the look on his face, that it was not going to change his mind at all. In fact, it made him more eager to take her.
He got down on his knees between her legs, and rubbed his cock against her dry cunt lips. He spit on his hand and rubbed the spittle over his shaft, then rammed his way into her as hard as he possibly could.
And all that she felt at the moment was intense pain. All that she felt rushing through her body was a bloody kind of pain, and she found herself gasping for breath, like she had once done when some girl punched her in the stomach during a fight.
She had thought she was going to pass out and die, because she could not take in any air, but after about a minute or two, she was able to inhale, and that made her feel a lot better. But there was still the pain in her cunt to deal with.
She thought that it would subside when her brother would come in her, when that sticky white cream would shoot into her. But just before she felt something spurting, she also felt the way he throbbed, and that stretched her more.
She started to grunt and groan as she felt him throbbing, and tried to pull away, but it was impossible. So she waited, and he finished coming.
When he pulled out, Jenny knew that the pain was not going to go away right away. For even as he pulled out of her, she could still feel a burning between her legs, and she could also see all the blood.
She tried to stand up, but her knees were wobbly. He just laughed, and then left her sitting in a pool of her own blood.
She often thought that maybe everyone in the house knew what was happening up in her room. Because none of the servants came to check on her. No one came up to her room for hours. And-she had to struggle to get to her bathroom by herself, then come back to mop up the blood on the floor.
She never said a word about it to her father, only because she knew that if she did, her brother would tell him what she had told him about that night and what she had seen happening with her father in the leather mask.
Her brother took her often because he knew he had something over her. And he was always as rough and brutal as he had been with her the first time.
Jenny got used to having him force himself on her in her mouth, and she got used to the pain between her legs when he would stick it into her. She did wish that he would die a horrible death however, each time he was abusing her. She knew that if he was dead, he would never be able to abuse her again.
Then, when Jenny was fifteen, her father decided to take her brother to Europe to put him in a private school there. Jenny was to stay home with all the servants to watch her, and for some reason, the idea of it terrified her.
The day that her brother was getting ready to leave, he came to say goodbye to her, and she was quite surprised at how he said goodbye.
He kissed her gently on the cheek, then told her to have a good time during the next few months while he was away at school.
Then gentle farewell made her feel suspicious.
And her fears were met when her father came to see her in her bedroom. He came in to say goodbye, then closed the door and moved toward her. She could see a kind of evil in his green eyes, and even in his mouth.
She thought about the way he had looked in that leather mask, where those evil looking features of his were the only facial features showing, and she did not like the thoughts that were starting to run through her mind.
"Dick tells me you've been talking to him about something," her father had said to her, and then he slapped her hard across the face.
He slapped her so hard with the back of his hand that she went reeling back on the bed. Her father began to scream at her for what he knew she had been saying, telling her that she was a filthy slut with a foul mouth.
He denied that anything like that black-cape and leather ritual had ever occurred, and told her it was all a fantasy-part of her sick mind. Then, he started to pull his cock out of his pants, and as he did, she wanted to die.
Her father was much bigger than her brother-almost a man-sized version of her brother's boyish dick.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her mouth closer to his cock. Then he started to slap her across the face with "it. She was gasping for breath with her mouth wide open when he rammed it between her lips, then started to slam it in and out of her mouth, even though he was forcing himself into her throat at times.
It didn't take him long to come. He must have been so turned on when he started.
His cock throbbed really hard in her mouth, and then he started to spurt his load onto her tongue. She could taste it and did not like it, but there was no way that she could pull her head back.
After he finished coming, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, then ripped the front of her dress right off. He ripped at her panties, and looked down at her cunt.
He started to tell her that she was going to be as beautiful as her mother was, one day, but only if she kept her fucking mouth shut. When he used that word in front of her, she could not believe it.
He told her that he was going to ram it into her, and when she tried to run away, and almost got her door open, she felt him pulling her back, slamming the door shut, then pushing her down flat on her stomach.
He pressed his body down on top of hers, and then he rammed himself into her cunt from behind. It hurt almost as much as her brother's cock, because it was thicker than his cock had been. But at least her ass cheeks were fleshy, so each time he thrust in hard and his groin smashed against her, it did not hurt her as much as her thighs had been hurting her when her brother fucked her.
She was still gasping for breath during the entire encounter, and when he slid a hand under her body and cupped one of her breasts, he started to dig his nails into it.
Jenny had hated the way that felt, and had tried to pull away from him, but the weight of his chest pressing against her back kept her from being able to slide away.
And he seemed determined to come in her. He rammed himself in and out of her as fast as he possibly could, and as he did, she could feel the way his cock was starting to throb quite a bit between her cunt lips.
When he was ready to come, he rammed himself deep into her, and held himself in all the way as his cock throbbed and the cream was spurting out.
He made sure that he had shot all of the come inside of her, and then he pulled himself right out, and stood up.
He didn't even bother to make sure that she was feeling all right. He just stuffed his hard cock back into his pants, and then he told her that he was leaving for the next week or so, and that the servants would take care of her.
At first, Jenny didn't know what that meant. Nor did she have any time to figure out what that meant for about a month.
Because her father and her brother never made it to Europe. They were flying in her father's private jet, and while they were up in the air, Jenny was praying that they would crash. And when she learned that the plane had crashed and all five people inside of it were dead, she felt some guilt.
Then she told herself that God had been good to her.
He had been good to her by first putting her into a family with money. Then He had tested her, by having everyone in her family be filled with that evil to try and test her. But she had not submitted. True, she had been forced to submit, and might have done it in body, but never in mind. And she had prayed to God.
He had answered her prayers by ridding her of all that evil around her.
Or so she thought for the next few weeks, when she was living in the mansion with all those servants. Then the will was read.
Her Aunt Emma and Uncle Joe had been appointed as the trustees of all of the money and all the businesses. They were to run things until she reached the legal age of eighteen, at which point the money became hers.
Then, at twenty-one, the business would be hers.
Jenny had been thrilled. Her aunt and uncle were the two people who had owned the farm that she had visited often as a child. When they came to live with her, however, they didn't seem to be as nice as she remembered.
Though Aunt Emma tried to act like she loved Jenny, Jenny could see a kind of evil in the woman's smile. She was never sure of Aunt Emma was telling her the truth about things or not, and then saw a movie which she would never forget.
It was about a young girl who was having nightmares that someone was standing at the end of her bed, trying to kill her. She would wake up just in time, and the person would run away. The young girl would follow this person through the maze-like mansion of her dreams, and be led to a room.
And in the room, there would be a dead body.
The film terrified Jenny, because of all the evil in it, but at the same time, it made her start to think about things.
It turned out that one of the girl's servants was trying to make it seem like she was insane, so that she would be put away and he would run the house and get the money that the girl was going to inherit.
Money is the root of all evil, she had read, over and over again, and she began to realize that it was true. There had been evil in her house when her father had been alive, and a lot of it had to do with money.
She was sure that one reason the servants had obeyed her father, and raped her mother against the woman's will, was because he was good to them. He had money.
She realized that Aunt Emma and Uncle Joe would try to do anything to keep running the business and get her money, including killing her.
Jenny first suspected that one day when she was in her room getting undressed for bed. The door was suddenly pushed open, and there was the black-haired servant who had been the one raping her mother's mouth.
He closed the door behind himself, and as Jenny grabbed her robe to try and cover her nakedness, he pulled it away from her.
He told her that he was going to take her, whether she wanted it or not. When she told him she would have him fired, he laughed. He knew the story, too. He knew about the ritual that night, and about what Jenny 'thought she' saw.
When he put it to her that way, she realized that he, too, was going to try and deny that anything had happened. He was rubbing his crotch so she could see the hard bulge that he had in his pants, and then he laughed.
He told her that he had always wanted a piece of her, and now he was going to get her. And if she did not submit, he would tell her aunt and uncle that story.
"They're looking for a way to prove that you're insane," he said. "If I tell them what you think you saw, they'll go to court with it. And once they bring something like that into the courts, the whole world will think you're out of your mind."
And he grabbed her robe, then pulled the belt out of the loops. Then he turned her around and pushed her down on the bed.
He pulled her arms behind her back and started to bind her wrists together. As he did, she could feel how tightly he was tying her. She knew that there was no way she would ever be able to pull her wrists apart.
When he finished tying her, he rolled her onto her back.
Then he pulled his pants and underpants down, and sat on her heaving tits, aimed his cock down at her mouth, and rammed it between her lips.
Once again, Jenny's body was being raped, this time, by a servant. As she thought about that, she could not believe it. He was a mere servant, and she was going to be the owner of this house, and his employer.
"Not if your aunt and uncle can help it," he told her, and that was when she thought that all the servants might be in this whole thing against her.
He came in her mouth really fast, but because he did, he wasn't able to come in her cunt as fast. When he rammed himself into her cunt, then started to fuck her as hard as he possibly could, all she felt was intense pain.
And that pain seemed to go on forever. It was almost like there was no stopping it, because it seemed like he would never come.
When he began to throb hard in her cunt, she knew that it would be over soon.
But the nightmare existence was really just beginning. During the next two years, Jenny was often raped by the male servants, and sometimes, by a male and female servant. She was not allowed outside of the mansion grounds, and she knew she was some kind of a prisoner. So she started to plan her escape.
One wise thing that she did was get her hands on whatever cash she could possibly get her hands on, because she was sure that it would come in handy some day.
And she realized that the day was soon approaching.
She was going to be having a coming out ball. It was standard in the society that she was living in. It usually happened a month or two before the girl's eighteenth birthday. As a present, her aunt and uncle had bought her the sports car convertible, which, of course, she knew had been paid for with her own money.
When it came time to get the gown, she did not go out shopping with her aunt. Instead, a designer came to the house and made the dress for her. It was a satin gown, gold in color, and she did look forward to wearing it.
The coming out party was to be in her own mansion, or at least the mansion that she would inherit when she was twenty-one.
"Remember, you're only getting the money in a few months," her aunt had said to her, the night of the coming out party. "You're only getting the money. It'll be three more years before you get the business."
And though there had been a sugary sweetness to the woman's words, Jenny already knew that Aunt Emma was a royal cunt! She knew that the woman would do anything possible to get rid of her before she reached her twenty-first birthday.
Before she came down to the party, the black-haired servant who had been the first of the servants to rape her, and the one who had brutalized her mother's mouth, came up to her room to tell her it was time to come down.
"And after the party, I have a present for you," he said, slyly.
She could not believe that he would be nice enough to give her a present. He had always been as mean as the others.
"What are you talking about?" Jenny had asked him, and he had leered at her.
"This," he said, sliding his hand to his crotch, and rubbing the cock bulge that she could see getting stiffer in his pants. "Only you're going to take it up the back door. A hot ass fuck for your present."
When she heard that, she was petrified. Though she thought it was a combination of having the three holes on her body abused which had killed her mother, Jenny did remember that she had seen her mother taking a cock in the mouth and the cunt before.
And the woman had made it through all that successfully.
She remembered that when her father had told the servant to enter her mother from behind, that was when the woman had been terrified.
Jenny knew what a huge cock that man had. She knew how fat it was, and how long it was, and she knew that if she was in her room that night, he certainly was going to be able to have his way with her. She thought about that during most of her party.
And at one moment, when she had some time for herself, she ran up to her room and got all the cash she had been hiding. She took the pills that a friend had given to her, and she stuffed everything into her small shoulder bag.
It was easy to stick that bag under her gown so no one even knew that she had it. She could not, however, pack a suitcase and leave. That would have been much too obvious.
As Jenny had gotten into her sporty convertible, and started to drive away from that mansion where she had known so much abuse, she felt as if she was leaving all that evil. Of course, she knew that she was going to come back.
She knew that she was going to come back, because it all belonged to her. As for now, until her eighteenth birthday where she would have an unlimited cash flow, she had to keep running.
Once she turned eighteen, and she had that money, she knew that she could tell her lawyers about how she was being treated in the house. Or, she could just say that she wanted to travel-alone, and stay away until she was twenty-one.
Anything just to keep from letting those servants and her aunt and uncle drive her crazy, so that they would get everything that she deserved.
Jenny finally sat up in bed when she was having a nightmare about something that had not yet happened. The other things which had happened scared her, but because they were real , she could deal with them.
She dreamed that her aunt and uncle were right outside of this motel where she was sleeping, and that they were going to grab her as soon as she opened the door. They were going to throw her in the trunk of their car.
And then they were going to drive their car over a cliff, and get out so that they would be all right, and she would be trapped in the trunk during the fall.
When she sat up in the motel bed, she was sweating and shaking. She started to run her hands up and down her arms. She could feel how sensitive her skin was, and even though she was trying to comfort herself, she could not.
She showered once more, then slipped back into her gown. It was dark out now, and when she opened the front door and they were not there, she was relieved. She walked to the office to pay for her room, and realized that she had slept through an entire night and a day. She asked about the cop who had led her there, but the man on night duty didn't really know who she was talking about.
So she got in her car and started to drive, thinking that she was going to have to get something to eat soon, and some other clothing to wear. She was also going to have to stop and fill up the car with gas, real soon.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Hey, remember Rona?" Niles asked as he and Willie were sitting on the rocking chairs in front of the main office of the gas station.
"Niles, now why the hell you bringin' all that up?" Willie asked.
"Because I wanna forget those two bimbos who ran off with our money, that's why. Wanna forget those fucking bitches, and the only way I can get them off my mind is to think about some of the other good ones."
"Yeah, yeah, I remember her. She was one hot fucking cunt."
"Sure as hell was. How long ago was she, Willie?"
"Lemme see. Don't think I remember, exactly. Maybe two years back."
"Nah. More than that. Maybe when we first got ourselves the station. Yeah, I think it coulda been as far back as then."
Rona had been one of the hottest looking redheads that the two men had ever met. They had gone out drinking one night, having to drive forty miles to the closest bar, and they had both zeroed in on the same redhead.
She had been sitting at the bar stool, "'wearing a long slinky dress. She had been wearing long golden earrings, and reeked of a kind of class that those two young men could not even begin to think of approaching. She was so classy that neither one of them thought they had a chance.
But then, they could tell that she was coming on to them-both of them. She would cruise one, and then the other, so the two brothers had both walked over and asked her if she knew what she was doing.
"I sure do, boys," she had said, as she licked her lips. "You two look like brothers. Like the kind of team a girl like me needs on a night like this. See, I just don't think that one'll do for me."
"Yeah? Do you think you can take on two?" Willie had asked.
And then, she had done something that very few women had ever done to them, at least not right there in a bar, where everyone could see.
She had moved a hand to each crotch, and had squeezed. But she hadn't just kept it there for a few seconds. She had started to squeeze her hand and slide her hand back and forth, until both of them were getting hard.
When they were both as stiff as they could be in their pants, and she seemed to know it, she laughed, then shook her head.
"I think I can most certainly take on two," she told them.
She was staying at a classy hotel nearby, and they were more than willing to escort her there. She smiled at the doorman as she passed him and led both boys up to her room, and as soon as they were inside, she made them all drinks.
She also had all kinds of exotic drugs that they had not only never done before, but never even heard of. Since she was so hot, and constantly talked about how much she loved the way they looked with hard bulges, they were willing to take whatever it was that Rona had to offer them, drink-wise, drug-wise, and sexually.
As they were both drinking, she told them that she wanted to do a slow strip for them. They were more than willing to sit there and let that big-titted redhead start to shake her hot body around, and peel off her clothing slowly.
Under the long slinky gown, which came off first, she had on panties, a bra, and a long slip.
She slipped out of those articles of clothing as slowly and enticingly, and then she was standing in front of them, totally naked.
She started to shake her hot tits around, and both boys were ready to burst. She moved in front of Willie and pulled his pants open, then slid her hand to his cock. Within a second, she had her mouth down on his dick.
Rona had sucked him like a real pro, or maybe it was the drugs that he had done. He really didn't know what.
All he knew was that she was turning him on enough to make him come, even after he was in her mouth for only a matter of seconds. She was flicking her tongue and opening and closing her lips, and his shaft was ready to explode.
He shot into her mouth right away, and he was pretty amazed when he was able to keep his cock hard even after coming.
She told him that it was because she had the golden touch, and also one of the drugs she had given him was an aphrodisiac.
Then she wanted both of them to strip, and when they were both naked, she had them each stand on one side of her body, so that Niles was pressing against her cunt and tits and Willie was pressing against her back and ass.
She told them that she felt like a piece of meat between two fresh pieces of bread that had just come out of the oven and were still giving off their baked-in heat, and as she was saying that, she was kissing them both.
She seemed to love being between their bodies, and when she started to lean over so she could suck on Niles' hard cock, Willie took a few steps back, and then he started to slide his stiff pecker right into her cunt.
He gave her a really nice long fuck from behind, ramming his cock in and out of her pussy, but she told him not to come yet.
She told them that she wanted them to both fuck her cunt at once. Neither one of them thought that it was possible, but she told them how they could do it.
She lay down on her side, on the bed, and one of them lay in front of her, and the other moved behind her. She slid her hand between her raised legs, and grabbed both of their cocks in her one hand.
She rubbed them together, then she started to aim them up at her pussy. As they both thrust forward, they could feel themselves moving into her.
Neither one could get in too deep from that position, but it was a turn on to know that they were both inside of her. And she was sure as hell loving the feeling of having the two fat dicks both in her cunt at once.
When Willie got in deeper, and was able to really pump it, he was able to work himself up to an orgasm inside of her. He loved the way it felt when his cock throbbed hard inside of her pussy, and he spurted.
Niles was able to feel it, as his cock was rubbing up against Willie's, and when Willie started to go limp, he pulled out of Rona, and Niles pushed her on her back and rolled right on top of her, and fucked her like crazy.
It was then that they realized she was getting off on being abused a little bit. The more she was slapped, the more she moaned.
While Niles fucked her, he made sure to smash his crotch against her thighs each time that he rammed it into her, and it was easy to tell that she was loving it.
Then Willie sat on her face, forcing his cock down into her mouth.
His ass was pressing down on her forehead, and though she could hardly even move her head to the left and right, she was still loving it.
The threat of being smothered seemed to be a royal turn-on for her.
They had fucked her in almost every position possible, and had fucked over her mouth and her cunt, but never her asshole.
She did not even talk about having her asshole fucked, and since neither one of them had ever done it before, they did not bring it up.
"Shit, she was hot," Niles said, as he was rubbing his crotch, thinking about her. "I never came so many times in my life."
"And she was the only bitch who ever took us both in at once."
"True. But that Roni bitch sure tried. Couldn't do it thought."
Roni had been going with Willie for a while, after he owned the station. One night, when she and Willie had been making it, she had asked him what Niles was doing on the other side of the curtain. Willie said that Niles was probably sleeping, but Niles yelled out that he was jerking off as he listened to them.
That seemed to turn Roni on, and she wanted to see what he looked like. So they slid the curtain open, and she liked what she saw, enough to want him to fuck her. Willie started to get a little jealous, but then Roni said she would take them both on.
Willie thought that she was going to suck one while the other fucked her, but Roni assured him that she could take them both into her cunt. He really didn't think that she could, and though she tried, the black-haired bitch was too tight.
She sat on Niles's cock as Willie tried to enter her from behind, and in the end, she took Niles for a nice ride, while Willie fucked her face.
"She was a hot bitch," Willie said. "But I can't honestly say that I miss her at all. That would be a lie, know what I mean?"
"Yeah. But what about Mary? You miss her?" Niles asked.
"I miss having her hot ass to fuck. And I miss having a good bitch to make me dinner. And I miss the money that cunt stole from me. And I'll bust her fucking face in the next time I ever see her. But miss her? Nah!"
Niles started to laugh, and Willie began to laugh with him.
Though neither one of them had seen much of the world, and had lived within a sixty mile radius their entire lives, neither one of them felt like they were missing too much out there. The world had to be the same as where they were, because people all over the world were the same.
"Damn true," Willie had once said, when he and Niles were first thinking about opening up the station, and Niles was thinking of perhaps moving to California. "People are the same all over. Men and women.
"They all wanna get laid, and that's all there is to it. No matter what city you go to, all you're gonna wanna do it get your fucking rocks off, stuffing that fat prick up some hot cunt. And you're gonna wanna find a woman to do it. Well, all women wanna get their cunts fucked. Exceptin' dykes, but I imagin' you start pluggin' a dyke and she's gonna be shakin' her ass after a spell."
So he had talked Niles into staying and going into a partnership with him.
The rest of their large family, including bothers, sisters, parents, aunts and uncles all lived real close by, and were all real happy when they heard that Niles wasn't going to be moving after all.
And all in all, during the last few years, the brothers had run a pretty profitable business. And they sure as hell hadn't had any trouble getting laid. They might have looked something like country bumpkins, but it was a look that seemed to turn a hell of a lot of women on, because they never had any trouble picking up women.
"You know what I am gonna miss?" Willie asked Niles, and when the younger brother shook his head, he snickered. "Havin' a piece of pussy around when I want it. I think the best thing about those two blonde bitches was havin' them around when I got horny. Much better havin' a cunt than usin' my hand."
"Though I like usin' my hand," Niles said. "No one knows how to jerk me off better 'n I do myself."
As the younger brother said that, he started to open his zipper. He knew that he would be able to stuff his cock right back into his pants if he heard the sound of a car coming down the highway. You could usually hear the sound of a car at least a minute or two before you saw the car.
He pulled his fat young pecker out of his pants, and as he started to slide his hand up and down the shaft, he closed his eyes.
"What are you thinkin' about?" Willie asked his brother.
"I'm thinkin' about Sue," he said. "Tryjn' to get that bitch out of my soul. Maybe I can spurt her out of my soul with this load. I'm thinkin' about how hot it was to plow her ass. Shit, she really got me turned on to ass."
Niles was not only thinking about how good it felt to fuck her ass, because even though that was hot, he had also gotten into eating her ass. As he was sliding his hand up and down his own rigid pole, he thought about moving his tongue into her asshole.
She had sure seemed to taste good when he did that to her, and he liked doing it even more after he had fucked her ass. It was almost as much fun as eating a freshly fucked pussy, which also tasted hot.
Niles could feel the way his fat cock was throbbing more and more.
He moved his finger to the cock slit and began to rub all those pre-come drops all around his cock head, and he loved the way it felt. His cock head was super sensitive at this stage of the game.
He thought about their honeymoon, when both he and his brother got to fuck their wives up the ass for the first time, in front of each other. And the two women were loving it, shaking their heated butts.
The more he thought about it, the closer he was coming to exploding. Then, he thought that he heard the sound of a car coming closer.
"Come on Niles, you wanna shoot, you better do it. I think that I hear someone comin'," Willie said to him. "Hurry it up now."
He opened his eyes and looked down the road, but he couldn't see the car coming yet. So he spit on his hand then moved his wet hand down to his cock. As he started to jerk his saliva-wet cock shaft, he could feel himself pulsing really hard.
He aimed his cock right down at the dirt road, and he looked as the thick spurts of white cream began to shoot out of his slit. He looked at Willie and saw the way his brother was smiling at him as he came.
"Shit, at least we can jerk off," Willie said. "Those cunts ran off and it might be a while 'fore we can get into town to get us some pussy. But at least we got our hands to keep us happy, until the next piece of ass comes our way."
And as he turned his head and looked down the road, he could see a sporty little convertible coming closer, with a redheaded girl in a golden gown behind the wheel.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jenny pulled up right in front of the gas pump, and as she saw the two young men sitting there near the office, she couldn't decide who was more offensive looking. They were both low scum, as far as she was concerned! Real hick looking. Country bumpkins.
As the one with the dirty blond hair stood up and started to walk closer to her, she could feel the revulsion building inside of her even more.
The thought of this man talking to her was gross-the thought of him touching her was even more horrifying. He had this strange grin on his face as he came right over to her car and pressed both his palms down against the side, leaning right over so he could look right down at her.
"Yeah, what is it?" he asked her, and she tried to smile.
"I need to have my tank filled up. And could you check the front to make sure that the oil and water is okay, too?"
"Sure thing," he said to her, and as Willie was looking right down at her, he had to smile a little bit. It was obvious that this girl had quite a bit of money, he was thinking to himself. And it was also pretty obvious that she had to be running.
After all, she had that pretty gown on, and no one ran around with a gown like that on. It looked like it had once been quite pretty, but it was frayed near the hem, and it also looked pretty dirty-like she'd had it on for a while.
He started to open the front hood, and Jenny did think that she could sit there and watch him checking her car for a while.
But the sight of him, added to the sight of the younger brown-haired man sitting near the office, really turned her off.
So she decided to get out of the car and go to the bathroom to fix herself up. She took her bag, and as she opened the car door, she spoke.
"Do you have a ladies' room around here?" she asked the man.
"Sure thing. It's a bathroom. For everyone. Men and women. Gotta ask my brother for the key though. His name's Niles. Go ask him."
She put on a smile so that the older brother wouldn't be able to see her disdain for him, and then she walked toward the other one. As she got closer, she just happened to glance at his crotch, and she saw what looked to be a large bulge in his pants.
Jenny even thought she could still see it throbbing a little bit. Then she saw the wet stains on the front of his pants, and thought he might have just come. She looked back at the older brother who was checking out the front end of her car, and she shook her head, wondering what kind of sick perverted acts these two brothers could get into, running this station in the middle of nowhere.
"Do you have the key to the bathroom?" she asked the brown-haired young man.
"Sure thing," he said, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, then running it over his lips. He walked into the office.
A few seconds later, he came out and handed it to her. She smiled as she took it, then turned and walked around to the side of the station, where the younger man was pointing. She did not look back at the two of them.
Because she didn't, she could not see the physical gestures that they were making. They were smiling at each other, and winking a little bit. Niles was holding both hands in front of his chest, to let his brother know what he thought about her tits. Of course, he was quite impressed with her large looking boobs.
Willie was smiling and laughing too, then made a gesture like he wanted to have his big fat dick sucked by that redheaded bitch.
And a bitch was exactly what they thought she was.
They were not stupid, though she was obviously acting like they were. And they were smart enough to realize what a rich bitch this cunt was.
"Hey, why don't you go see what she looks like?" Willie screamed out to his brother. "Maybe she's in there washing her hot little body."
The idea of it turned on the younger boy, and as he turned to go into the office, where there were two tiny holes drilled to enable him to look into the John, he was already sorry he had just jerked off. After all, if she was in there showing flesh, he knew he could have had himself a better orgasm.
As he moved the picture and looked through the hole, he had to smile. He could already feel his cock stiffening, though he had just come.
In the bathroom, Jenny had stripped off her gown. She was standing there in only her panties and show, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Though she had showered about a day back, she knew that the gown was still pretty dirty, and she was trying to keep herself as clean as possible underneath the gown.
At the moment, she had a balled up wad of paper towel all wet and soapy, and she was starting to wash her armpits.
As she did, she had a strange feeling that she was being watched. It all had to do with those two men out there-they looked somewhat evil, she was thinking. She just wanted to clean herself and get out of that station as fast as she could.
She soaped up both armpits, then took another piece of wet non-soapy towel to rinse herself off.
As she started to wash her tits, she found herself thinking of Bob the cop. He had sure been hot, and she had had herself one good time with him.
When she thought about how nice the sex had been, especially in comparison with the kind of sexual abuse she had been used to, she could feel her pussy starting to spasm just a little bit, and she liked that feeling.
Ever so slowly, she started to push her panties down around her ankles, and when she did, she stepped out of them. She leaned back against the sink, her ass feeling a little bit of coldness from the porcelain.
She closed her eyes, and started to think about Bob's dick, and just how good it had tasted. She could still almost feel the velvety cock skin on her lips-a certain kind of feeling that had been left after having him in her mouth for a while.
Jenny was so thrilled when her pussy began to spasm after she thought about that.
It made her feel almost as if she were hole again, almost as if she would be okay, as if she would be able to enjoy sex. Back home, she never would have thought that she'd be turned on to anything sexual-not after what she'd been through.
Slowly, she slid a hand down over her tit. She began to move her fingers around in a circular motion, and she felt the way her nipple started to stiffen under the touch of her own long-nailed finger.
When it was a hard as it could be, she pinched it, then twisted it a little bit, then slid her other hand down to her pussy.
When Niles saw the redhead sliding her fingers into her pussy, he was ready to shoot. He hadn't even pulled his cock out of his pants at the moment, but the look of that hot naked body was making him throb.
He quickly turned and ran to the door of the office, then yelled out Willie's name.
When his older brother looked up, Niles started to wave to him, waving him over so that he could come and have a look at this hot scene himself.
Jenny heard the sound of Niles screaming, but when she heard nothing after that, she started to relax a little bit more. The idea of these two men getting turned on to her not only scared her a little bit, but made her feel ill.
As they were quite repulsive, the thought of either one laying a hand on her was enough to make her start to gag a little bit.
But then, she started to think about Bob's prick again. She found herself licking her own lips, running her long tongue up and down along her lips. When she felt her cunt spasm around her fingers, she liked it.
She started to think about Bob's cock then. It had been the thickest cock she had ever come across, and she'd loved the way it felt in her. She began to think about how much it had made her clit throb, and as she thought about it, she began to open and close her bunched up fingers.
It made her think of the way his cock throbbed inside of her.
Of course, there was a big difference between her fingers and his hot body, for when his body had been on top of hers, she had felt a kind of heat emanating from his flesh-a heat that had rushed into her tits and even her pussy.
She started to rub her other hand up and down her body because she was trying to pretend that Bob's body was brushing against hers.
She slid her hand from one tit to the other, then down her belly, almost to her pussy, but since her other hand was already inside of her cunt, working busily, she didn't move the other one into her body also.
There was no need to. Her body was already filled with so much passion heat, and she was able to feel the way her skin was bursting into a nice light sweat.
She thought, for a few seconds, that she would have to clean herself off. But then another thought rushed through her mind.
It seemed like it was time to buy some new clothing. Even if she had to charge it, it would still be better than running in this gown. It was ridiculous to be running away from home in such an expensive dress-because no one in her right mind would be trying to run away in something so conspicuous.
When Jenny thought about how she had sat down on Bob's dick, then started to ride her cunt up and down on it so that her clit was making such great pressing contact with Bob's cock shaft, she began to moan louder and louder.
That had to have been one of the best experiences of her life. The feeling of his throbbing cock, particularly at the base, had been sensational, squeezing her clit up against the wall of her cunt so she felt like she was in heaven.
She started to press her clit against her inner cunt wall, to simulate the feeling of his cock doing that to her, and she could feel the way her wet ass was beginning to slip off of the side of the porcelain sink.
She managed to raise herself up on the tip of her toes, and by doing that, she was able to stand pretty well, and not slip any further.
Her other hand was still moving up and down her body, though she knew it was impossible to really simulate the feeling of a man's flesh against her own, only because a man's flesh was so much more rough and rugged, and when a man's body pressed against hers, the entire body was pressing against her entire body at the same time.
Her hand was only able to cover a little bit of her own flesh at a time, and though the parts of her flesh that her palm was rubbing against and keeping covered and stimulated, was only covered for a short period of time before the hand moved on to another part of the flesh, she didn't mind it too much.
She started to breath heavily, and she could feel the way her tits were heaving up and down as she was gasping for breath.
Then, she stopped breathing heavily for a second.
And when she did, she thought that she could hear other heavy breathing. For a few seconds, it sounded like it was coming from the wall.
Jenny stopped what she was doing, though she did keep her fingers inside of her pussy without moving them. She looked toward the wall, and saw nothing.
It must have been my imagination, she thought to herself. It had to have been. Maybe this room is so small that the sounds are echoing off the walls.
She didn't know for sure. But the sounds were gone. And her pleasure heat was still pretty much at a high. So she started to slide her fingers in and out of her cunt again, nice and slowly, taking up from where she had left off.
The two brothers had held their breath when they realized that she might have heard something. Each one was on the other side of the wall, looking through a small hole. And after having gone without woman for a few days (after being used to having a piece of pussy whenever they wanted it, with those two bitches who had run off), they were both more turned on than they had been in some time.
Each young man had his cock out of his pants, and each one was jerking on his own hard pecker. Willie had even kind of smiled proudly at his younger brother.
"Shit, man, you sure were able to get it up fast," he had moaned, because he'd seen Niles drop a load on the ground right before the car had pulled up.
"Hot looking bitch in there," Niles had whispered back to his older brother, and seconds later, Willie's cock was out of his pants.
As they were watching her sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt, they were both thinking about how hot it would be to be inside of her. They were talking about it, whispering to each other, telling each other that a hard heated prick would have to turn that bitch on more than her own fingers.
And that was when they did start to talk about her like she was a bitch.
Willie had been smart enough to sense that she had this fucked-up superior attitude. He had sensed it when she pulled up in the station, and looked at him with a kind of disdain. And there was no doubt in his mind that she was rich.
After all, the car was worth a shit load of money. Not to mention that gown she had on, which looked like it might live been worth many thousands of dollars when it was new.
"What do you think about her?" Willie whispered to his brother, as he started to breathe heavier, and Niles smiled.
"What the hell do you think I think? I think she sure as hell is hot shit."
"Yeah, I feel like I'm ready to shoot my fucking balls right off."
"You could shoot it on the floor," Niles said. "Only then you won't be able to shoot anything into her. Unless you get it up again."
"I could surely get it up for a hot bitch like that. If I couldn't get it up right away, I'd fuck the bitch's face and get it up that way. Yeah, look at her hot fucking tongue moving over her lips. You know she's eager for cock."
"Yeah. You could fuck her face, big brother. Fuck it with your big cock."
And when Willie had heard that, his cock had throbbed harder than ever, and he had felt like he was going to shoot.
That was when she had started to look around somewhat suspiciously, almost as if she could hear a kind of heavy breathing other than her own. When Willie realized that was what the look on her face was all about, he quickly pressed his palm down against Niles's mouth to shut him up.
And he held his breath for a few more seconds, while he saw the lovely naked redhead start to relax, and then start to play with her hot pussy again.
He saw the way she slid her fingers in and out of her cunt, quite daintily, almost like the rich bitch she had come off as outside.
Willie was quite sure that this bitch could get him hard again, if anything were to happen with her later. He had read a book once about some rich bitch with some hick country folk, like himself and Niles.
The bitch had put on airs all right. Trying to bait the two country men, until the men started to attack her and rape her. And though the woman had started to try and fight back, once the two men were real hard and in action, the bitch seemed to become rather passive, and also quite willing. Like she'd wanted it the whole time. And like she'd wanted it to be forced on her, too.
When Willie saw the way the redhead was starting to move her fingers faster and faster, ramming them in and out of her hot hole, he started to realize that she was probably working her way toward her last orgasm.
He could hear her moaning louder and louder, and he whispered to Niles.
"I think it's time to come soon," he moaned to his brother. "Like right now. Then, afterwards, just follow my lead. Know what I mean?"
"No, I don't," Niles said, and Willie gave him one of those, 'you're dumb' looks and then smiled, then felt himself ready to shoot.
He aimed his dick right at the wall, and watched his white cream splatter on the grey colored pain, just as he heard the bitch moaning louder, and watched her ram three fingers deep into her pussy, and hold herself like that.
He kept jerking his cock until there was no more come to shoot off, and then he shoved himself in his pants.
He watched as Niles was just getting ready to come, but didn't stick around for the orgasm. God knows he'd seen Niles shoot a million times in his life, and it didn't turn him on at all. But it did make him feel good, as he almost felt like his younger brother was just a younger version of himself. And sometimes, when Niles came, Willie could feel like he was coming, too.
He didn't stay around because he knew there were a few more things to be done with her car. He wanted to get there before she did.
Willie didn't bother to check her oil. Instead, he reached over and took the distributor cap from her car, then slid it into his pocket. As he turned, he could see Niles looking at him, and his brother had a huge grin on his face.
Niles had just come, and he seemed to realize that without that cap, the girl would not be able to get going right away. He remembered that Willie had told him to follow his lead, and Niles knew that he would.
But for starters, he beckoned to his brother when he saw the girl leaving the bathroom, so that Willie knew she was on her way back to the car.
CHAPTER SIX
"Is everything all right?" she asked, as she walked over to her car.
Jenny was feeling a little bit uptight about what she had done in the bathroom.
As soon as she had finished playing with herself, she had turned and looked at her reflection in the mirror again. For some reason, her sweaty flesh looked redder than it had when she first stepped into the bathroom.
Almost, she had thought to herself, like a girl who just had herself a good orgasm.
So she had started to wash herself a second time, using the paper towel and the soap that they had in the bathroom. She'd cleaned out her pussy first, to clean out all the cream that was inside of herself.
Then she had run a damp wad of paper towel (without soap) up and down her arms and breasts, and over her buttocks, to wipe away the sweat. By the time she had put her bra and panties back on, then started to pull her gown back up, she thought that her face did not look as red anymore, and she was glad about that.
Jenny had a certain attitude when she stepped out of the bathroom. She wanted to have to deal with these two for as little a time as possible, then get the hell out of there and be on her way. So even before the man answered her question, she was already reaching into her bag and pulling out her last twenty dollar bill.
"How much will that be?" she asked, and Willie glanced at the gas pump.
"Well, all you needed was gas. No oil. No water. Thirteen, like it says there."
"Do you have any change?" she asked, as she gave him the bill.
He nodded, took her money, then started to walk into the office:
He had a huge smile on his face as he started to walk toward Niles, because he could see Niles standing near the door, looking out at the girl, and he could see the reflection of the girl in the glass window.
She was getting in her car and trying to start it, and of course, she couldn't.
Willie got her change, and also dropped the cap he'd taken into the cash register, then started to walk back to the car. He could see that she was quite frustrated, looking like she was real pissed. Like she knew he had done something.
He just played it real cool, walking closer to her.
"Anything wrong?" he asked, as he gave her the change.
"Yes, obviously. You can hear by the sound of it, I'm sure. I can't get this car started. I don't know why. It worked well when I drove in."
"Just what are you implyin', Miss?" he asked her, with a bit of anger building up in her voice. He wanted to hear her say it was his fault. He was dying to hear her say that. Would have been perfect grounds for him to start a fight.
"I'm not implying anything. I was just hoping that you could get this thing fixed.
That's all. Can you look in the front and see what's wrong?"
"I can't," he said, and he saw her getting upset. "But my brother can. Hey, Niles, get your ass out here and see if you can find out what's wrong with this pretty little Miss's car here. Come on over, boy." As Niles walked over, he put his arm around his brother's shoulder. "This here is Niles. Niles, this is...."
"A very irate and hurried customer," Jenny said, rather than telling either one her name. "Could you please see what's wrong with my car?"
"Sure thing," Niles said, as he opened the front hood.
While he peered in, Willie decided that it was time to make a move.
"Look, while he's checkin', why don't you come in and have some coffee? No sense in you sittin' here waitin' for him."
At first, she looked like she was going to laugh, and that pissed him off. Almost like she thought he was ridiculous for suggesting that someone as high up on the social scale as herself should accept an offer from someone as low as him.
But then, she put a somewhat bored look on her face, and nodded.
"Well, I guess there is nothing else to do at the moment," she said.
She stepped out of the car, and put her bag over her shoulder. Willie was walking a few feet ahead of her, but he waited for her near the door to the office, and then called out to his brother, so Niles could hear him.
"Lemme know what's wrong in there, when you find out."
Niles looked up at him, smiled, then winked. Willie closed the office door so that he was alone with the girl in the office.
He poured her some coffee, handed her the cup, then spoke. He was trying to strike up a friendly kind of conversation, but when he asked her where she had gotten such a nice dress and why she was driving while she wore it, she kind of sneered at him.
She didn't seem to want to answer any of his questions-instead, she kept raising her head so she could look out the window and see Niles and her car. Willie did take it as a personal insult, which it was supposed to be.
Jenny had no desire at all to be in the office with this man. She wanted to get out as fast as she possibly could. He scared her a little bit.
He scared her even more when he started to talk about how pretty she was.
He stood up and moved closer to her, and because she was sitting, when he was standing a few feet away, she found herself looking right at his crotch. She could almost smell a sexual come-on heat coming from him.
Then he started to talk about how soft her hair looked. He made a move to touch it, and she pulled herself away fast.
She stood up and placed the coffee cup on the side of the desk, on the edge. As she tried to walk toward the front door, the cup fell on the floor.
She was just opening the door when Willie moved right over, pressed his hand on the door frame near the door knob, and pushed it closed, fast and hard. He stood right in front of it, blocking her way.
"Uh, what do you think you're doing?" she asked, with a great deal of fear in her voice, which he not only recognized, but got turned on by. He was sure it was going to be so easy to overpower this young girl.
"I want to go to my car," she said to him. "Please get out of my way."
"Not until you clean up the mess you made. Do you always let your coffee cup fall on the floor when you're finished with it? Do you? Look, girlie, I don't know where you come from. Maybe you come from parents rich enough to afford a new coffee cup for you everyday, but we don't got that kind of money."
Jenny was beginning to tremble. She glanced at his crotch and saw that he was starting to get bigger in his pants. She could feel the sexual heat that was emanating from him, coming out at her real hard.
"Uh, if it's the cup, I'll pay for it," she said, and as she opened her bag to reach inside, he let out a low laugh, then knocked her bag on the floor
"I don't want you to pay for it, you bitch," he said. "I want you to get on your knees and pick up the broken pieces, then use this paper towel to wipe up the spilled coffee. That's what I want you to do. Now do it!"
He practically pushed her over near where the cup had fallen, then grabbed a wad of paper towel and threw it on the floor in front of her.
She reached of it, balling it up in her hand, and as she started to drop the pieces of broken cup into the garbage basket nearby, she also started to mop up the coffee.
"Good," he was saying. "Real good. I like it when I see someone with a rich snotty attitude reduced to doing work that women are supposed to do. Yeah, you look like the kind of bitch who was born to be on her knees."
"Please, be quiet," she said, because his words made her nervous.
"And look at how hot your ass looks in that dress when your all bent over and the fabric is kinda stretched as much as it can be stretched.
Yeah, look at that. Almost like your ass is on display for me."
She finished mopping up the spilled coffee, and as she started to stand up, he moved right in front of her. He placed one hand on her shoulder as he pressed down, he also started to squeeze a little bit.
She could feel a pain shooting through her shoulder, and the force of his arm pressing down on her was enough to keep her from rising.
"Please, what are you doing?" she asked, and as he grabbed her by her red hair and yanked her head back a little bit, he smiled.
"I'm looking at your hot mouth, and thinking about how good it looked when you were runnin' your tongue over your lips. In the John. While you were playin' with your pussy."
She gasped because now she knew that she had been spotted, and she knew where that heavy breathing had been coming from, and she was scared.
"Now look at what the sight of you went and did to me," he said, and he pulled her hair and forced her to look down, just a little bit, so that her eyes were on the bulge in his pants-a bulge that seemed like it was ready to rip its way through the fabric of his pants. He yanked on her hair again.
When he did, he pulled her head closer to his crotch, so that her lips were near his cock bulge, and she began to groan.
She tried to turn her head, but he only yanked on her hair harder.
Then, with both hands, she smashed her fists onto his chest. She hit him pretty hard, but that was to be the only blow she got in. He fell back, releasing her hair, but recovered before she could even get to the door.
He grabbed her arm, swung her around, then smashed her across the face. As he looked at how her lip was bleeding, he began to smile a little bit. She was weak enough at the moment, he knew, so he opened his leather belt.
Within a second, he pulled it out of the loops of his pants. Then he started to pull both of her arms behind her back, and wound the leather belt around her wrists, so that her two wrists were bound together.
Once Jenny felt what he was starting to do, she was more terrified than she had been in the longest time. She tried to yank her hands free, but she couldn't.
She saw the way he was starting to open his zipper, and as he reached into his pants and pulled his cock out, she thought it was quite large. It had to be as big as Bob's, if not just a little bit bigger, and Jenny was terrified.
"No," she groaned, as he moved closer, and his hard cock seemed to be coming right at her lips. "Please, please, don't do this to me."
He didn't listen to her, because he didn't give a shit about what she had to say. He was eager to fuck a little face, and hers was the best face he had seen around the station in the last few days. Much better to fuck her face than to have to jerk off again, the way he and Niles had been doing.
He grabbed her hair and pulled real hard, threatening to yank some right out should she try to bite into his cock, the way he feared she would.
Once Willie's fat cock head was between her lips, he was able to ram himself all the way into her mouth. He held the back of her head to make sure that she would not pull back, then slammed himself in.
"Yeah, you hot bitch," he moaned, as he slid one hand to her tit and began to press his palm against it, as he was forcing her to hold his cock head in her throat.
He could hear the way she started to gag, and with each gagging sound came a nice spasming of her throat, right around the head of his cock. He knew that she wasn't really loving that feeling, but he didn't care.
He started to thrust his cock back and forth in her mouth, his huge heavy hanging balls hitting her chin, and each time they whacked her chin, she seemed to groan loud. Of course, along with the whacking of his balls against her chin, his cock head was being driven into her throat, causing her to gag more.
Willie looked over near the car. Niles was no longer looking in the front end. He was now leaning back against the car, with a huge smile on his face. He could look in and see what Willie was doing, and he obviously liked the look of it.
Willie thought about waving his brother in, but realized that for the time being, it was better for Niles to wait outside. Since his face-fucking rape was happening in a room which could be seen from outside, it was better for Niles to stand near the gas pumps and listen for the sound of approaching vehicles.
Willie did like her throat, but he knew that she could do better.
As he pulled his cock out of her mouth, she was gasping for breath. There were also tears rolling down her cheeks, and he just laughed.
"I know you're cryin' with joy because you ain't never had a cock as good as mine. But calm down, you hot bitch, and see if you can suck better."
"I can't," she said to him. "I just can't."
"Well, ain't that too bad then," he told her, and he moved behind her.
As he started to play with her ass, through her gown, he could see her two bound hands. She was opening and closing her fingers, as if she was trying to grab at him, and when he realized that she might hurt him with her long nails, he smiled.
"Now don't you try and run, because I'll just bloody your face even more," he told her, as he began to loosen up the binding belt.
When her hands were free, she moved them in front of her body and began to rub her wrists to try and get the blood flowing again.
Then she heard him speak, and she was quite terrified.
"Now move your hands to your ankles, and grab 'em. Because, you see, bitch, I got me a gun, and if you don't do what I tell you, I'm bound to blow your brains out."
She didn't turn her head, because she felt something cold pressing against her buttocks. It felt like the barrel of a small gun, pressing through the fabric.
When she did think about turning her head, she heard him warning her not to. So she just bent all the way down and grabbed her ankles. Then Willie got down on his knees and started to wrap the belt around her ankles.
And her wrists at the same time.
When she felt the way he was trying to bind her wrists to her ankles, she wanted to cry out. She wanted to try and pull herself away. She hadn't realized he was going to bind her like this, and thinking about it as he was doing it terrified her.
"No," she began to groan. "No, please. Please, don't do this."
But it was too late. She was doubled over now in her hot gold gown, and she could not pull her wrists away from her ankles to stand up.
He slapped her hard n the buttocks, smashing one of his hands down to hit her through the gown material and her panties.
"Now, I'm gonna see what you look like under this thing, close-up," Willie said to her, and he began to push her gown up slowly.
When she felt it moving up past her ankles, her thighs, her hips, then over her buttocks, she could feel the way her knees were shaking.
He grabbed her panties from behind, and yanked at them, as hard as he could, ripping them right off her body. When he did, she began to scream.
"Scream all you like, bitch. Ain't no one around to hear you."
He loved the look of her naked ass, and could feel the way his cock throbbed so much as it brushed against her heated flesh. He was only a few inches away from her butt cheeks, and when he moved forward to press his cock there, he grabbed both of her hips and held her tight to keep her from pulling away.
"Yeah, Baby, you got a nice looking ass," he said to her. "Sure s hell looks like you got two hot buttocks. And that fucking heat is just rushing onto my dick."
"Oh no, please, let me go," she said to him. "Please, let me go."
"Why, rich bitch? Do I make you feel that ill at ease? Huh? Does it bother you to have someone as low as me touching you like this?"
When he said that, he rammed his fingers right up her cunt from behind, shoving three of them into her at once. He started to spread them wide inside of her cunt, to spread her cunt walls. She groaned a bit, but he just laughed.
"Yeah, you even left some wetness inside of you. I bet you did that for a reason, didn't you? I bet you did that because you sure as hell want a dick in you. You sure as hell want a dick more than you wanted your own fingers."
"No, that's not true," she said. "I don't know what made me do that in the bathroom. I don' know what made me do it."
"Dick, bitch! That's what made you do it. You were horny for dick. I could see by the way you were lickin' your lips that you were horny for dick. Well, now you don't gotta be horny no more. Now you got dick."
And he rammed his cock right into her cunt from behind. As he did, she began to let out a low steady wailing sound. It was like a heated animal's sound of pain, and Willie sure as hell loved the way it sounded.
It made him more eager to fuck her hot pussy, and he started to ram his dick in and out of her at a nice, steady rate.
He loved the feeling of her ass cheeks giving off so much heat to his groin, and he made sure to grind himself into her for long periods of time.
He moved his finger around so he could start to wiggle her clit, in the hopes that it would help to turn her on a little bit more. He didn't really care if she was turned on or not, but he knew she might start to thrust back against him if he could get her hot for the feeling of his dick.
He heard her moaning. She seemed to be saying someone's name. Sounded like Bob or something like that, but he didn't know.
He just looked out near the car, and saw his brother sitting there, looking in. Niles was turning his head to the left and right, and Willie could kinda tell that it didn't look like there was anyone coming.
So he waved for his brother to come on in, and he was ramming his cock in and out of her cunt still when the door opened.
She raised her head and when she looked up and saw the other brother, she let out a groan. She had been hoping, deep down, that it was Bob, who she had been fantasizing about, thinking about how good his cock felt in her, thinking about how he could come in and save her from this hick bastard.
When she saw the other brother, she began to groan a little bit. She knew that he was going to want her too. The lust-filled look on his face let her know as much, and when he started to rub his hand over his crotch, she was even more sure.
She watched him pulling down his zipper, then saw him pulling out a cock that was at least as big as the one working over her ass.
"Shit, Willie, you got her head down too low. She can't raise it high enough to suck dick and get fucked. Not with her arms like that."
"Then get on your knees, pecker-head, and fuck her face that way."
"Oh no, please," she said, but she didn't have a chance to say much more, because Niles did exactly what Willie told him to do.
He was on his knees with his cock near her mouth in seconds, and as he rammed it between her lips, he started to moan a little bit.
Willie still held onto her hips. He could feel the way his cock was starting to throb pretty hard inside of her cunt. Her cunt was so fucking wet and hot, and when he felt the way his dick began to throb, he knew he would not be able to hold back.
"Yeah, baby, you're gonna get my load," he was moaning. "You're gonna get it right up your hot fucking cunt."
She was hardly even spasming, and that bothered him. So he slapped her hard on the buttocks again, and when her cunt seemed to spasm tightly around his cock shaft in response, he decided to keep on smashing his palm against her ass.
He could feel the way her cunt seemed to spasm accordingly, and when he felt himself ready to explode, her rammed himself deep inside of her.
His cock twitched as the come was spurting out into her cunt, and he could hear her moaning a groan of relief around Niles's still thrusting dick. It was almost as if she thought it was going to end.
Willie looked at her puckered asshole as he was shooting into her cunt, and he began to move his finger from her cunt to her ass, pushing some of her cunt cream closer to that red puckered asshole, and trying to work his finger in.
"Shit, she's almost biting my cock," he heard Niles moan.
"Pull out then baby brother. I guess it's because I'm getting ready to slide a finger up her ass, and she's getting tense. Well, get over it, rich bitch. Before we let you go, we're gonna make sure that every hole in your body is loose enough to take in some hot and hard dick. Every fucking hole, including your ass."
CHAPTER SEVEN
When the blond cop started to ride down the city street, he saw some girl from behind who looked like she was quite hot looking.
He pressed his foot further down on the gas pedal, in the hopes of getting there a few seconds faster. Because she looked like she could be the one.
From behind with the red hair falling onto her shoulders, she looked like Jane. And then there was the gold dress the redhead was wearing. He was sure that Jane could have had the dress cut shorter and hemmed, so that it came right down past her buttocks, like the redhead he was fast approaching.
When he pulled up beside her, slowing down the car, he saw her turn.
The smile left her face immediately, and the cop knew why.
It was not Jane at all. But whoever it was, was a hooker. It was quite obvious to the cop, by the way her face was all painted up. She had her hand on her hip, and she looked like she was going to say something to him. Like she was going to scream at him for having snuck up behind her the way he had.
But once she saw he was a cop, in a cop car, she put on a smile.
"What can I do for you?" she asked him.
He patted the seat next to him, and though she did so a little warily, almost as if she was scared that he was going to arrest her, she still opened the door and slid into the car next to him. At least he hadn't told her to get in back, where a cop would tell someone he wanted to arrest to get in.
She made sure to hike up her short gold dress even more as she sat there.
It was so easy for the cop to see that she had no panties on that way, and when he saw it, she smiled at him, almost as if she wanted him to do something with her.
He stepped on the gas and started to drive along. He could tell that she was eager for him to say something, but just then, he saw someone else. Standing near the drug store on the corner, with a paper under her arm, was another redhead.
From the back, she had that same kind of hair. He drove over quickly, and she, too, like the first one, turned around to look at him.
Then the look on her face changed. Bob, the cop, clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he pulled over, and under his breath, so the First whore could hear him, he moaned the words, "Shit, so many fucking whores out today."
He beckoned for this second one to slide into the front seat, next to the first. She did so, also out of some fear of being arrested. Sitting in the front seat, to this second whore dressed in a tight T-shirt and shorts, was much better than being asked to slide into the back-something that had happened to her on more than one occasion.
"All right," Bob said, as he started to drive. "I want to ask you two girls some questions about another girl. I don't know what she's doing with herself."
"You mean she might be a working girl like me?" the first one asked, as she rubbed her leg against him, and kept trying to make him look at her bared pussy.
"I have no idea. But I stopped for both of you because you both look like her from behind. So I wondered if you might know her. A redhead, about as tall as the two of you. Last time I saw her she was dressed in a golden gown. Better, more expensive fabric than yours is made of, but the same kind of glistening gold. Only longer. To the ground."
"Don't know her," the one in the gold short dress said to him.
"You don't know her, or you just don't want me to know about her?" he asked.
The first whore he'd picked up slid her hand up his thigh, and let her palm rest right on the cock bulge in his pants. As she started to squeeze it a little bit, he could feel the way his dick began to throb in his pants.
"Old Thelma wouldn't lie to you about something like that," the whore said to him, and he smiled a little bit. He liked her touch, and her approach, and ended up sliding his hand right up between her legs.
He moved his fingers right into her pussy, as her lips were wet and the inside of her cunt was as wet, and easy to get into.
"And what about you?" he asked the other one.
"Nope. Nancy don't know a thing about this girl, either," she said. "What's her name?"
"Jane," he said. "Though I'm pretty sure she told me a phony name."
Nancy slid her hand along the back of the front car seat, behind Thelma, and then she moved it to Bob's hair. He could feel her soft fingers running through his hair, and he knew that the two of them were trying to seduce him.
He decided to let himself be seduced. He thought that he might be able to get some more information out of them if he let them see that he was like a regular guy, willing and eager to let his dick get worked over by two hot bitches.
And even if they knew nothing in the end, he wouldn't care. He was horny as hell, and with his fingers working over Thelma's cunt, he could smell the strong and sweet arousing scent of pussy in the air.
He started to pinch her clit a little bit, and as he did, he heard her moan softly. She let him know that she had a place a few blocks down.
Bob followed her directions, and found himself pulling the car right up in front of a tiny private house, that looked like it couldn't have had more than three rooms.
The three of them got out of the cop car, and Thelma led the way into her house. As soon as they were in the living room, she offered Bob a shot of booze, but he was on duty, and told her that he couldn't drink.
She took a quick shot, then handed the bottle to Nancy, who took a shot. Then the two whores were on him like flies to honey, because, he knew, they were both trying to impress him and get on his good side so he wouldn't book them.
Thelma continued to rub her hand up and down his cock bulge, but Nancy was more eager, and she slid down onto her knees in front of him, then pulled his zipper down, then reached into his pants to pull his cock out.
As she did, she slid her hand up and down along the underside of the shaft. Then she aimed the head of it at her mouth.
She flicked her tongue back and forth along the slit, licking away his pre-come drops. She started to slide her mouth down his cock shaft as Thelma was kissing him gently on the lips, and sliding her hand to his shirt buttons.
Bob loved it. There was nothing that he liked more than being serviced. But once Nancy was sucking his dick at a steady rate, he realized that he needed to lean against something, so he moved toward the couch.
He ended up sitting on the couch, and Nancy got on her knees in front of him and started to suck his dick, sliding her eager lips up and down his shaft, flicking her tongue back and forth against the head of his cock.
Bob liked the way her blow job felt-she was a real pro at it.
When Thelma unbuttoned his shirt all the way, she ran her fingers through the thick hairs, and made some kind of comment about never having seen a man with blond hair and so much chest hair. She leaned over and moved a mouth to one of his nipples.
At the same time, he slid a finger right back into her pussy. It was simple to push her dress up and then slide it into her.
He started to wiggle her clit back and forth as fast as he could, and she moaned like a heated bitch. Then he told her to get on her knees near Nancy.
He wanted to see what it looked like to have two redheads lapping away at his dick at the same time, and he let them know in just those terms. There was no reason to try and be sweet with these girls.
Soon, they were both running their tongues up and down his cock shaft. He liked it when one was sucking his cock while the other flicked her tongue against his balls and against whatever part of his shaft was sticking out of the sucker's mouth.
As much as it turned him on, he knew that he would never come like that. There was just too much going on, and he couldn't concentrate.
"Take off your dress and let me see you completely naked," Bob said to Thelma, and the redhead stood up and unzipped her dress.
She wiggled her hot little body, as the material slid down her flesh, and Bob got to see her huge tits and her naked pussy. She hadn't been wearing anything underneath her clothing, and he sure as hell liked her naked look.
"Now move your cunt up here so I can eat it," he said to her.
Thelma climbed up on the couch, with one leg on each side of his body, and she pressed her cunt close enough to his face so that he could decide how he wanted to go about eating her.
Bob stuck his tongue out and started to run it up and down her cunt lips. As he did, he could taste her sweet flavor, and smell her aromatic scent.
He slid his hands around to her buttocks and cupped them, then pressed his mouth to her pussy lips and began to kiss them. After that, he drove his tongue right into her and started to lap and suck at her clit.
He could hear the way she was moaning loud, and couldn't decide if it was all put on, or if she was really getting turned on.
When he felt her coming mildly, then started to suck at her cream, he could feel it flowing right out onto his tongue, and he loved that feeling.
He heard her moaning louder and louder, then felt the way she started to thrust her cunt back and forth against his mouth.
"Yeah, baby, yeah, that feels so nice," she was moaning.
Bob was getting off on it, too. In fact, it was the taste off her cunt and her cream which turned him on more than Nancy's blow-job. Nancy was doing a perfectly satisfactory job, but satisfactory was nowhere near as good as fabulous.
She wasn't keeping him in her mouth for long enough periods of time. And yet, even with her half-assed mouth movements, he could feel the way his cock began to throb pretty hard. He knew he was going to come.
He exploded just as he was sucking another hot creamy load from Thelma's pussy, and he knew that the redhead he was eating was turning around and looking at his dick. He started to moan and thrust his way up and down.
He came in Nancy's mouth. He could feel her sucking the come right out of his cock, like she might suck a cold drink through a plastic straw.
Her tongue lapped back and forth over the head of his cock, and he sure as hell loved the way that felt. Her flicking tongue made his body spasm uncontrollably, and he moaned for her to keep her mouth all the way down on his dick so that he would stay hard in her mouth and be able to fuck one of the two of them.
When she did, he loved it. He could feel the way she kept on sucking, even after he had finished shooting his load.
"Yeah, that looked so hot," Thelma said, as she kept her cunt near his mouth, and his oral work made her spasm over and over again.
She had kept her head turned the whole time, so she could look at Nancy sucking the scream out of his cock. Bob knew that whore was turned on watching.
He knew it by the way her face was flushed with color, and by the way her cunt spasmed harder and harder.
Nancy held her mouth down around near the base of his cock shaft for a long time, and when she started to pull her mouth back, he felt the way she kept her hot tongue flicking back and forth along the underside of his shaft.
"Yeah, big and strong dick," Nancy was moaning "Big cop dick."
Bob loved it. It was not the first time he had done things like this-using his authority to get himself a free whore. And he knew that it would not be the last time, either. It was one good way to get yourself some hot orgasms.
Hearing Nancy talking about his cop dick with such praise, and also with that word cop in front of his dick, he knew she was doing it to keep him turned on. After all, even though the two whores were relaxing into sex, they still had to know that there was always a chance of his changing his mind.
Often was the time that the blond cop would hear some of his other cop friends laugh about how they had picked up whores, fucked them over, then booked them anyway because it would look good on their record to bring in some whores.
So he was sure that these two had been picked up, then fucked, then booked, at other times in their lives. He was not that kind of a cop, however.
When he pulled Thelma back, pulling her cunt away from his face, he licked his lips to lick off some of the cream that had dripped out of his mouth.
Then, he told Nancy to strip herself, because he wanted to look at both of them in the flesh, and make up his mind as to which one he wanted to fuck most. As Nancy started to strip, he noticed that her tits were about as big as Thelma's.
There was a difference in the shape, however. Thelma's tits were cone-shaped while Nancy's were rounder, and Nancy did have thicker reddish nipples.
They both had pretty good figures, though Nancy was a little bit more fleshy. When she slid out of her panties and he saw how bushy her cunt hairs were, he liked that look a hell of a lot. Her reddish-blonde pubes looked like they were all tangled together, and he thought about running his fingers through the hairs and untangling them.
He knew that he would not have liked to eat a cunt like Nancy's, where the hair was so bushy that you'd have to keep pulling your mouth back to pull hairs out from between your lips. But that was the kind of pussy he liked to fuck.
When he told her as much, he told her to lie back on the couch and pull her legs up. He wanted to see her holding her hands under her knees, keeping her ass raised up off the seat of the sofa, so he could slide his cock easily up her cunt.
Nancy did as much, and Bob moved closer to her. He liked it when Thelma reached for his cock.
She guided it right over near Nancy's cunt lips, and rubbed the head up and down the heated wet lips. Then he thrust himself into Nancy, and he could feel the way her wet walls wrapped around his hard dick.
He loved the way she felt. He started to ram himself in and out of her, looking down at her thick cunt patch, liking the way the hairs looked like a blur because of the way Nancy's body was shaking back and forth.
He made sure to slam himself in hard so he could feel his groin smashing against her ass cheeks, and he liked the sound of that, too. When he felt his cock throbbing less than a few seconds after he was inside of her, he moaned and slowed down.
Then he felt a tongue near his balls. He saw the way Thelma had kind of slid her head under his balls, and she was starting to flick her tongue back and forth. He could see her hot ass, and he liked the way it looked as she leaned over to attack his nuts.
He smashed his hand down on her butt cheeks as hard as he could, and saw the red marks that his hand had left. She didn't seem to mind.
"Yeah, you two hot-bitches," he said. "Now are you both sure you're telling me the truth about this other girl? Are you sure? Because if I find her and find out that she knew you and you're lying to me, you're both gonna get it. I'll make sure to pick you two up every time I see you, and not for fun like this.
"I'll throw your fucking whore asses into the clink. That's if I ever find out you lied to me, and I would find out if you do, because I'm gonna find this girl. You can sure as hell bet on it. Now are you telling me the truth?"
Thelma was trying to catch her breath as he slammed his cock in and out of her pussy, and still managed to threaten her the way that he was.
Nancy started to groan the word no then, and Thelma, who was busy tonguing his dick, also moaned at the same time.
He was sure that these whores were telling him the truth.
And he knew that he was going to explode in a matter of seconds. He felt his cock starting to throb really hard, and Nancy was gasping for breath even more, while Thelma seemed to be blowing hot air out all over his cock.
There was no way for him to hold back. He rammed his dick right into the hot broad's cunt and exploded inside of her.
His come spurted out in thick loads, and he could see the way Nancy moved her hand down to her pussy, pressed her palm against her fuzz, then moved her fingers in so she could quickly masturbate her clit to orgasm.
He knew that she was coming, too, because he felt her hot pussy spasming around his cock shaft, and when he started to lose his hard-on, he could still feel her spasming like that. He pulled out of her slowly.
One thing Bob had always liked about whores-especially when he was in his cop uniform-was that they really did like to serve.
Nancy sucked the come right off his cock, while Thelma got a washcloth so she could wash his cock off before he stuffed it back into his pants.
Then he thanked both girls, and left them in the small house.
Bob walked back to the car, and got in. As he started it, he looked over at the newspaper that Nancy had left in the car. He unfolded it and started to thumb through it, just to see if anything exciting was happening in the world.
Then he saw it, on page seven, in bold letters. "MISSING HEIRESS." And there was a picture of Jane under the headlines, with the name Jenny written instead.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jenny had lost all track of time. She had no idea of how long she had been held by these two hideous brothers, but she did think that it was almost an eternity.
She didn't know how long it took before they could both get turned on again, and then come in and humiliate her more. But it seemed like it had been happening non-stop since the afternoon that she was first bound.
She would always remember how scared she'd been when the first brother had come in her cunt, while talking about hoe he was going to loosen up her asshole. He had already been fingering her a little bit, and that hurt.
The other brother, who had been forcing his cock into her mouth, said that he wanted to do it right away. She had begged him not to fuck her ass. She had begged him, in fact, to fuck her cunt, because she had already been raped there, and a little bit more pain in her cunt would not hurt as much as new pain inflicted in her ass.
But he hadn't listened to her. The older brother, Willie, had told her to shut her fucking mouth and let his little baby brother, Niles, do what he wanted to do. Then Willie had reached for the grease gun.
Niles had rammed the tip of it right into her asshole. It had felt so cold, and even though it was not in too far, it spread her enough for her to feel pain. He had started to squirt some of the grease into her ass.
"Gonna be a bit of a dirty fuck, but I expect that it'd be that way anyway."
She didn't know what he meant by that. She did know that he was talking about the grease being dirty, because it was-a mucky brown color-then she thought about what he'd really meant.
He hadn't really cared when she had begged him a little bit more, not to enter her asshole. He had just thrust the head of his cock right up against her puckered hole, then started to try and move in deeper.
She had felt herself falling forward, and she did end up lying on the floor.
She was on her side, and though she tried to squirm away, there was hardly any way for her to move. Then Willie had moved right in front of her, and he had pressed his booted foot against her cunt.
It hurt even when he was just pressing it there to keep her from moving, but when Niles still tried to force his way into her asshole from behind, causing a kind of push from behind that pressed her cunt against Willie's boot even harder, she thought that she was going to die.
Niles had managed to get himself in, and as soon as his cock head had been in her asshole, she had started to cry. The pain was too much, and he didn't seem to care. He just rammed himself in the rest of the way.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die," she had kept on moaning, over and over again, as she thought about her mother.
Suddenly, she had been slapped in the face. One of them had told her to shut her fucking mouth. She wasn't sure which one, because her eyes were clenched shut. She could not tell where the slap had come from.
But she could not stop moaning that, either. Then Niles had started to ram his dick in and out of her asshole from behind, as hard as he possibly could. She had bit her lower lip to try and keep from screaming.
"Yeah, fucking hot ass. Fucking hot ass on this rich bimbo."
No one had ever called her a bimbo before, and she did not like hearing it from this country bumpkin. She thought about telling him that he was nothing but a stupid hick, but somehow, even though all her angry energy was telling her to curse him out, she was able to keep her mind together enough.
And in doing so, she realized that she would only be hurt more if she said it.
So she had just put up with the pain, hoping that they would let her go afterwards. He had rammed his way in and out of her ass as fast and as hard as he wanted to go, because turning her on wasn't in his mind at all.
He just wanted to turn himself on, and that involved ramming his dick.
The First time he started to throb, it was a stinging painful thing for her, but she was able to get through it by letting herself know that he would probably shoot into her ass soon and then it would be over.
But Niles had tricked her. He had slowed down, and it wasn't until she stopped groaning that he started to thrust again.
She had no idea of how long it had gone on. All she knew was that when he finally started to come, she was relieved. She was so glad that she would feel him pulling out of her ass, but her pain was not yet over.
He had come, and he had pulled out. Then Willie had talked about how he wanted to get into her ass, and how he was hard again. She opened her eyes for a second and saw that his huge pecker was sticking right out.
Then she had glanced at Niles. His cock was also sticking out, and it was covered with the brown grease, and looked horrid. Niles told his brother that she really wasn't all that clean, but Willie didn't seem to care.
Just thinking about what a rich bitch she is, and how much he wanted to hurt her was enough to turn him on, so he let his brother know.
And he got down on the floor behind her, and slammed his dick right into her asshole. She had tightened up just a little after Niles pulled out, and having that second cock in her asshole just seemed to rip her apart again.
She gasped for breath, and also was begging them both for some mercy. Willie seemed to get off on her pleas, but he didn't show any mercy.
He kept right on ramming himself in and out of her, until she felt his cock pulsing, and then he exploded, shooting a second load into her ass.
Then there had been those tense moments of decision. She had heard the way the two of them started to talk-and she knew they were doing that to scare her.
It was the decision as to what to do with her. Willie was thinking they should let her go, until Niles said that she was a hot piece of ass and it would be fun to have her around for a while, because then they could have a hot pussy. And a hot ass, he was reminded. Besides if they let her go she might talk.
She had started to moan that she would never tell anyone about what they had done to her, and both of them seemed to laugh about that. They figured, what the hell was she going to say? That she would tell? She wanted out. So she would promise anything.
When Willie had come toward her with a black blindfold, she had thought that she would never see daylight again. And up until this point, she had not.
She had been blindfolded and then gagged, and then they had carried her. She didn't know how far away they had carried her, but she seemed to lose track of where she was and thought that they'd either taken her far, or just carried her to confuse her.
But she had been thrown on something that felt like a cot, and it was quite uncomfortable.
Then her hands had been unbound, so she no longer had to lean over and touch her ankles, and they were pulled over her head.
Each hand was then strapped with a belt, to the legs of the cot.
And that was where she had been for the longest time. Occasionally, they let her up so she could go to the bathroom. She would beg one of them when one would come in to see her, to either fuck her or feed her.
Once she had peed on the cot, because she just had not been able to hold it in, and when that piss had been discovered, the young man there (she had trouble telling the difference between their voices after a while) had slapped her face a few times.
Then he had screamed about her smelling up the room. But as long as she had, and didn't seem to mind it, he had said.
She didn't know what he was talking about. He had moved his cock to her mouth and forced it between her lips. Then she had felt the pissy flow. It was not come-that was easy to tell, and she tried to turn her head away.
She ended up letting it drip out of her mouth, but she couldn't really get the taste off of her tongue for a long, long time. And when the pee was leaking out from between her lips, she was slapped across the face again.
And he pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to piss all over her body, aiming his dick up and down her flesh. She felt him pissing right on her cunt patch and on her tits, and she hated it.
It was warm and sticky when it dried, and it was not until a long time later that someone finally came in and started to wipe the piss off with a wet cloth.
She had been forced to suck cock so many times and to take it in her cunt. She hadn't had them both in a long time-perhaps not since the first time. It was as if one of them always wanted to be alone with them.
Or, she thought, as if maybe they did not want to both be with her at once because someone might be passing by wherever she was being held. So one might always be outside to keep watch in case anyone passed.
The worst kind of fucking for her was having to take it up the ass, and that seemed to be the thing that the two of them loved best.
Once, when she knew it was Niles plowing her ass, she had heard him moaning something about how good she had been. Jenny wondered who he was talking about, then heard him talking of a time when they had had a steady piece of ass.
She wondered how long they were going to keep her bound when she heard that. Was she to be their new steady piece of ass?
He had come in her good and hard, and had even pulled out of her and shot some of his cream all over her belly, where it started to drip then ended up drying on her flesh. She hated it when he ran his fingers over her flesh and rubbed his come in.
She was lying where she had been for an endless period of time, when she heard the sound of footsteps. She knew that it was the sound of two people coming toward her, and for a second, she hoped that it was someone to come and free her.
Then she heard the voices of the two of them. They were laughing.
"Shit, I told you we got yourselves a rich one," Niles was saying. "I knew that we didn't just get ourselves any old bitch. A rich bitch."
She felt the way Willie was pulling at her hair, lifting her head up.
He was tying the blindfold, and he didn't seem to care if he ended up tugging too hard at her hair while trying to open the knot.
He pulled it off, then pulled the gag out of her mouth.
"Look at you. You made page three today," he said. "Didn't get a paper in a few days, but I imagine they'd been running your story for a while."
She managed to look past them for a second, and could see that she was in a small space in back of what looked like a garage. She was quite sure that she was still on the same land where their filling station was. That they had only carried her around to throw her off the track, then carried her back.
She looked at the paper then, and saw her own picture, with the headline "HEIRESS STILL MISSING-BELIEVED MURDERED."
She could not read it all, because they pulled it away too fast, and that did bother her. She wanted to read what her aunt and uncle would have to say. She wondered if they were hoping that she was dead.
Then the paper was thrown on the floor, and Willie pulled his cock out of his pants. He was as hard as a rock, and he moved it right near her face.
He began to slap her back and forth across the cheeks with his cock, using it like a billy club, and as she tried to open her mouth to suck him in, he laughed.
"Well, rich bitch, aren't you going to try?" he asked her.
"To try what?" she said to him. "What are you talking about?"
"To bribe us, of course. To tell us that you'll give us a shit load of money if you let us go. I thought you'd try that, Jenny dear."
"I will," she said to him. "I will. I'll pay you anything you want."
He laughed, then slapped her hard across the face with his cock again.
"You don' have enough to pay us what we want," he said. "It says here that you're not going to get it all for a few more months. And they aren't even offering any money for you. But I bet we could hold you for ransom."
"Yes," she said, and then she changed her mind. "No. No. I'll pay you when I get the money. I'll pay you when I get the money."
It was just that she was quite sure that her aunt and uncle would not want to pay any ransom for her. They hoped she would be killed.
The two men started to laugh, and then Willie began to piss right on her face. She closed her eyes and shut her mouth as tight as she could, because the warm yellow liquid was just such a horrifying thing. She hated the thought of it, as well as the feeling of it, and wanted him to stop.
But she did not open her mouth to beg him to stop until he stopped pissing, because she knew that he would aim it at her.
He told her that he wasn't going to free her so fast.
"Not when we have you as our own rich bitch toilet," he said, and he rammed his cock right into her mouth then.
He had finished pissing, but as he started to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth at a fast, steady rate, he felt the way he was starting to throb. He knew that he would come soon in her mouth, and he did.
Niles stood there watching, thinking about what they could do with a half a million dollars. He wanted to tell his brother that they should send a ransom note to her aunt and uncle, who they had read about in the paper.
He opened his mouth to start to tell Willie about it, but Willie raised his hand, to let Niles know not to talk in front of her anymore.
As Willie started to pull his spent dick out of his pants, she was expecting Niles to take his hard dick out and start to fuck her. She could see that his cock was hard in his pants, and she was glad when he did not pull himself out.
"Gag her," Niles said to his brother. "You can leave the blindfold off. She already has a good idea of where she is."
She wanted to protest when they lifted her head to stuff the gag back into her mouth, but she decided not to. She thought that if she did protest about the gag, they might decide to put the blindfold back on also.
She kept her head raised as the two of them walked to the front of the garage, and then they walked outside, where she could hear them talking.
Niles was telling Willie that he thought they should send a ransom note.
But Willie thought that they might offer a reward to her whereabouts, and they could take it from there. They could lie about ever having seen her, and just somehow come up with some idea to prove that they had found her. And that would keep them from having a kidnapping charge pinned on them.
They both decided that they'd think about it a little bit more.
Then Niles turned and started to walk back to her. As he did, she opened her eyes wide, and even though the gag in her mouth kept her from being able to talk, he seemed to be able to read what she was asking, by looking into her eyes.
He pulled his hard cock out of his pants and rammed it into her cunt, and as he was thrusting it in and out of her hard, he shook his head and told her no, they were not going to release her for a while.
CHAPTER NINE
He had a good idea now of why she had been running. As he was driving back toward the small town where he had first met her, along the highway, he started to think about her aunt and uncle, and what pricks they were.
Of course, they had been as sweet as possible when Bob had arrived in front of the house, wearing his police uniform. He knew that they, like the two whores, wanted to do everything in their power to please him.
Bob had heard all about her coming out party, and how she had disappeared during the party. Her aunt and uncle seemed like they were genuinely concerned, and he sat there looking around at the place.
He knew that she was supposed to inherit all this when she was twenty-one, and she was going to be filthy rich once it was all hers.
During his talk with her aunt and uncle, a servant came in and brought some refreshments, and Bob was happy. He was a little bit thirsty, and also quite hungry, and he liked the redheaded woman who brought in the food.
When the aunt and uncle were finished talking, he asked them if he could look around the place. The woman seemed to get upset, as if she had something to hide, but the man told him that it would be all right. There were servants all over the house, and they would let him into any room that he asked to be let in.
He started upstairs, though there really wasn't much to see. Just a bunch of huge rooms, and all the servants were ultra-polite, which made him a little bit suspicious.
It was almost as if they seemed to all be in on it.
Bob did think about some of the things she had mentioned, about her aunt and uncle abusing her, about her father raping her, about the servants even abusing her. So maybe none of them really cared about the fact that she was missing.
They all seemed to have that same appeasing smile on their faces.
He figured that there was nothing more for him to learn at the house. As he walked downstairs though, he decided to go and talk to the redhead who had brought out the food. She had smiled at him, as if se liked him.
She was in the kitchen making soup, and when he walked in and she turned around, she smiled at him, though she seemed to get tense as well.
"Hi, my name is Bob," he told her. "I happened to run across Jenny as she was running away. She ran away from me, too."
"I see," the woman said, and she was the first one who hadn't really tried to deny the fact that Jenny had run away.
The others had corrected him, saying that she had just disappeared. Had left. But none of them had said she ran away.
"I was wondering if you know anything about her and why she might want to leave," Bob said, as he slid his hand down to his crotch and began to playfully squeeze himself, so that the redheaded woman could see.
He noticed the way her eyes wandered down to his crotch, and she seemed to like watching him tug on his bulge. She looked like she wanted to say something, but then her eyes seemed to dart to the left and right.
"Do you think you could take some time and take a walk with me, to show me the outside grounds?" Bob asked her, wanting to get her out of the kitchen.
He had the feeling that she was scared of talking in the kitchen-scared that there might be others around who would hear her talking. So she turned the burner off, then started to leave the kitchen with him.
He did notice the way she looked back over her shoulder, as if she wanted to make sure that no one saw her walking with him.
She showed him the pool, and the cabanas and hot tub, then led him toward the large shrubs. As they walked into the woods which was part of the estate, he stopped and leaned back against a tree, then lit a cigarette.
He offered her one, but she shook her head no.
"I guess there are other things you like to have in your mouth," he said to her, and when he said that, he squeezed his cock bulge again.
"Perhaps," she said. "You are the most handsome thing to come by in some time."
"And you happen to be quite pretty yourself. A redhead. Like Jenny."
When he said her name, he could see the way that the woman began to cry a little bit. He knew that she was about to break down, and hugged her as she cried in his arms. He felt her grinding her crotch against his bulge, and knew that she was quite turned on to the feeling of his stiff prick in his pants.
She even slid her hand there and began to squeeze it.
"Mmm, I would like some of this," she moaned. "I really would."
"If you tell me a little bit about what's going on here, you can have all of it. Every thick throbbing inch of it, baby."
And she started to talk then, squeezing his hard cock bulge as she told him about how life was a nightmare for poor Jenny in the house.
She talked about how all the servants seemed to have it in for poor Jenny, and how she, herself, didn't understand it all, as she had only been working there about a year.
But it was obvious to her, and she had also overheard talk, that Jenny's aunt and uncle would do almost anything to get her money. This redheaded cook was convinced that her aunt and uncle could have even killed her.
He knew that they did not, as he had seen her last. But he started to understand why she was running, and he vowed that he would find her and bring her back.
He told the hot redheaded cook that when Jenny came back, Jenny would treat her better than all the other servants, because she seemed to be the only friend that Jenny had in the house. And he assured that servant that no one would lay a hand on Jenny when she came back, because he was going to watch her.
Bob realized then that he had really fallen in love with the girl, but it didn't bother him in the least. He wanted to find her.
When the cook had finished talking, she started to get down on her knees in front of him, and he loved it. She pressed her lips against his cock bulge, and started to open and close her lips around it as she was inhaling and exhaling at the same time.
Then she moved her fingers to his zipper, and pulled it down. She slid her hand into his open pants, and felt his cock through his underwear.
She started to pull it out of his pants and as she looked at it, she moaned softly, then ran her lips up and down the shaft, long the side. She was flicking her tongue back and forth against the velvety feeling cock skin.
"Mmm, yeah, that feels so nice," he moaned. "Pull up your dress and let me see your pussy as you suck me. I want to see it get wet." As she started to slide her skirt up high, and he could see that she had on black stockings, he liked the look. It turned out that they were just stockings, and not panty hose, so as she pulled them up to her panties, it looked over hotter.
The redheaded cook opened her mouth and then started to slide her lips all the way up and down his shaft as she slid her fingers into her panties, then started to slide her fingers right into her cunt.
She played with herself for a few seconds, until Bob told her to push her panties down so he could see her cunt lips.
The cook really seemed to get turned on by the way he was talking, and as he kept on telling her about how hot her cunt looked, he could see the way her lips were starting to glisten with her come moisture.
"Yeah, take it all the way down," he said. "I'm thinking of giving you a hot fuck for telling me everything that you did. I'm thinking of giving you one hot fuck right up your cunt, to turn you on like crazy."
He saw her hand wiggling even faster as she heard him moaning like that, and he could see the way her moisture was seeping down onto her fingers. As she slid them in and out of her cunt faster, the wetness was getting her fingers wetter, too.
Then his cock started to throb pretty hard in her mouth. He could hear the way she was moaning, and because she did not stop when he throbbed, he knew that she probably wanted to taste some of his cream.
"You keep me in your mouth after I shoot and I'll be able to fuck your hot little pussy, baby. Take my word for it. Just keep that mouth of yours working and you'll be able to keep me nice and stiff to fill your other hole."
"Oh yeah," she moaned, as she opened her lips wider around his cock shaft and flicked her tongue up and down along the underside of the shaft, just as the first load of cream spurted out onto her tongue.
She could taste the sweet creamy flavor of his come, and she seemed to love it. He felt her lips closing around his cock shaft, as if she did not want to lose any of it, and she started to suck him quite eagerly.
He felt her tongue flicking back ad forth against the tip of his cock over and over again, and he liked the way that made his whole body twitch.
When he thrust deep into her throat, and shot another load of come there, he could hear the way she started to moan really loud.
"Yeah, keep that mouth working, and keep those fingers working. I'm gonna make sure to leave you with a load you can hold on to for a while. You just swallowed that, but the next one is going to be one you'll keep in you for a while."
He saw her spreading her cunt lips wide with her fingers, and as he watched her squeezing her clit, he leaned over a little bit.
He was able to slide his fingers to her cunt, and as he moved them right into her, she gladly pulled her own fingers away. She let him wiggle her clit back and forth fast and hard, and he could feel her juices on his fingers.
His cock pulsed in her mouth a little bit more, even though he had finished shooting his cream, and as she felt it, she was moaning loud around it.
Ever so slowly, she started to pull her mouth away from his cock, opening and closing her lips around the shaft as she slid them back to his cock head, then pulled her mouth away from his cock completely, and moved her hand there.
"Oh yeah, tell me how much you want to feel that cock fucking your cunt," he said to her, as she stood up and rubbed the head of his stiff prick against her cunt lips, while his fingers still moved inside of her.
"You know it. You can feel it. My cunt is so eager to be filled with you. My cunt is so eager to have your big dick in me."
"My cock wants to fulfill you, baby. You were the only one who had something to tell me around here, and I appreciate it."
"Then show me how much you appreciate it," she moaned, and she backed up against the tree and spread her legs for him.
He saw how wonderful her pussy looked, and as he started to aim his cock at her cunt lips, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, then raised herself up. She let the back of her cook's dress fall so that her butt would not be rubbing against the bare bark, and he plunged all the way into her.
Bob started to ram his cock in and out of her cunt. He could tell that she liked it fast and hard. A few strokes were all that it took for him to know. Because as he did it harder and faster he could hear her grunting and groaning.
Each time he thrust into her, he felt his balls slap against her thighs, and when he felt his cock pulsing soon after he started, he slowed down.
She seemed to moan in appreciation, as she did not want him to come right away.
He slowed down, easing himself in and out of her, feeling the way her tight wet spasms were enough for him at the moment. When her cunt spasms began to subside, he heard her letting out a kind of gurgling sound which turned him on.
Then he started to thrust his cock in and out of her at a hard fast rate again.
He was thinking that there were things that he had to do. There were people that he had to talk to. He wanted to find Jenny.
So when his cock began to throb in the cook, the second time, he kept right on thrusting until he knew he would not be able to hold back. Then he rammed himself deep inside of her and started to shoot his load into her.
She let out a nice long moan, then kissed him all over the face. As her lips were moving to his ear, she began to flick her tongue in and out, and he could hear the way that she was moaning softly to him.
"Please bring her back and watch over her. She needs someone like you. They're all against her. They all hate her and want her money, without her being around. Please. You seem like you really do care about her."
"I care about you, too," he said. "I'm going to bring her back and come back to make sure that nothing happened to you."
"You're a good man," she said to him, and she kissed him hard on the lips, pressing her long wet tongue into his mouth.
As he started to suck on it, he could feel her cunt spasming around his cock all over again, and he loved the way that it felt. He was going limp, but that spasming felt good because he was still under the influence of after-orgasm sensations.
When Bob slid out of her pussy, he pulled back from the kiss. He started to ram his cock back into his pants, and he watched her adjusting her skirt.
Then the two of them walked back to the house, and as he approached, he could see Jenny's Aunt Emma, giving the cook a scathing glance. He thanked the cook for showing him the garden, then right in front of Emma, said that he wished she could have told him more, but he understood that she was not there long enough to know everything.
That seemed to satisfy that bitch of an aunt.
CHAPTER TEN
Would it ever end, she wondered? She knew when it was becoming night, because they had never bothered to put the blindfold back on her after they took it off that time, almost as if they wanted her to know.
And they would come to her with daily reports of what the paper was saying. People seemed to have lost interest, she realized.
Because when they had first shown it to her, the article about her disappearance, about her possible murder, she had been pretty close to the front of the paper.
Now, days and days later, the news was sinking into the back. It was as if they didn't have any leads and didn't think that they would be able to find any. So the police just seemed to be giving up on her.
Now, as she was still lying on that same bed, her body sore from having been there so long, her flesh hurting from having been abused over and over again, she could hear the way the two brothers were fighting.
Niles had been fucking her and he had been grunting about how he couldn't use her for anything anymore. He had been in her cunt, complaining about the way she seemed to have stretched out a lot during the last few days.
He said that she wasn't too tight anymore, and that even her ass was much more loose than a good hot ass should be. Then he had mentioned a name. Sue. And she was sure that she was some kind of a replacement for Sue.
Jenny had been moaning along with him, to make him think she was into it, to make him get turned on faster so he would come faster.
Then, just before he seemed like he was ready to explode, like he was going to fill her cunt with his hot, hot cream, he had moved both of his hands near her neck. He had started to squeeze her, and she had found herself choking for air.
When they made it with her now, they usually took the gag off, so when he began to choke her, she opened her mouth and screamed.
She could feel the way she was starting to black out.
The last thing she remembered was seeing Willie coming into the room, and he was yelling at Niles and pulling him away.
Now, gasping for breath, and coming back to consciousness, she could hear the way the two of them were yelling, and she did not like what she heard them saying.
"I say we get rid of her and bury her, because if they find her here we're gonna be in big trouble. We shoulda sent a note while she was hot news. Now she isn't."
It was Niles speaking, and she was sure that if she had not screamed, he would have choked her to death, long before Willie would have run in and saved her. She gasped a little bit, happy to be breathing.
"No, we can't kill her," Willie was saying. "Then we'd be murderers."
"Not if no one ever found her," Niles said.
"Well if no one ever finds her here, we might as well just keep, her here. We can use her all we want when she's alive. When she's dead, we can't do nothin' with her."
Niles had not come in her, she thought, or if he had, he was hard again, for his cock was sticking out of his pants, still hard as a rock.
He looked at her, and what had once been a lust-filled look, now seemed like a look that was filled with nothing but pure hate.
"All right, Willie," he said. "You're the older brother. I'll listen to what you have to say. We'll keep her here for fucking."
Then Niles moved over to her, lifted her head up, and started to ram his cock right into her mouth. He thrust his way in so that his cock head was in her throat, and as he held himself in there, he could hear how she was gagging.
She began to choke around his cock head, and he was laughing. He looked at Willie, and when she heard what he said, she was scared.
"You're right, Willie. So right. We can use her for fucking, and if we end up killing her as we're doing it, that's fine."
When Willie heard that, he didn't seem to mind it. At least that was what Jenny thought from the look on his face He looked like he thought the idea of fucking someone to death could have been the ultimate high to him. He started to squeeze his cock, and as he did, he gave her a strange, leering kind of look.
"Yeah, Niles," he said to his brother. "I wonder how she'd feel if she had two dicks in her mouth. Two hitting her throat at once. Two getting rammed right into the depths of her throat making her choke."
"Yeah," Niles said, and his cock seemed to throb in her mouth, which was why he pulled out of her. "Like that bitch we had once."
"Only we had her in the cunt, remember. Couldn't move too well."
"Yeah, but this time we're both on top, fucking down."
"And up, and then back down into her throat again. Both down at the same time so the bitch had both heads in her throat at once."
Just listening to the two of them talking was making her whole body shake with fear. She was trying to turn her head, now that Niles had pulled his cock out of her mouth to keep himself from coming, and she felt like she was looking from one crazy hick to another. She saw Will pulling his cock out of his pants.
Then he moved right over to her, and started to move his cock to her lips. As he did, Niles did the same thing. Both dicks were pressing against her lips, and as she felt them being forced into her mouth, she moaned.
"Please, no," she said, but she didn't get anymore words out.
The two of them both pressed down, and she could feel the way her mouth was ready to split right open. Her jaw was being ripped apart wider than it seemed to be able to stretch, by those two thick menacing dicks.
Then the heads were both getting ready to enter her throat. Her eyes were already bulging out of her head, because she was sure they were going to rip her throat apart.
She could look up and see their faces. They looked at each other with huge boyish grins, as if this was one of the most fun things they had ever done.
"Okay, push down more," Willie said, and she prepared herself.
Just then, she heard a voice, and it seemed like a fantasy.
"I'd pull right out now boy, if I were you, because the first one who thrusts any deeper gets his fucking head blown off."
They both turned their heads, and both pulled back. As she raised her head, she could see a form through teary-eyes.
He was wearing a blue cop's uniform, and he had blond hair. He was holding his gun with both hands, aimed at the two of them, so he could have turned slightly to blow either one of them away, at the slightest move.
"Shit man, we weren't doin' nothin'," Willie started to say.
"Jenny, are you okay?" he asked her, and as she cried, . she turned her head to look at the two men. She wanted him to kill them.
She could see the way their fear had caused them both to lose their hard-ons. Neither one was sticking out anymore. They were both hanging limp.
"Yes, Bob, I'm okay, I think," she said. "I just want to be freed. I want to be untied already. They've had me here so long."
"I passed this place so many times and didn't even think about it. I did talk to that big motherfucker over there, and he said he hadn't even seen you. Thought I'd just check this place out on my way back."
He pulled out two pairs of cuffs. As he held the gun on Niles, he told Willie to move closer to him and pull his arms behind his back. Then he cuffed Willie's hands together. Then he moved over and put a pair of cuffs on Niles.
As he pushed the two men down on their knees, and told them to stay there or he'd kill them, he looked over at her.
He could see the look of hate in her eyes, and knew that she did want him to kill them. But he moved toward the cot where she was bound, then got down on his knees beside her and ran his hand through her hair.
"You're gonna be all right, baby," he said to her, and she moaned softly, then began to cry. He slid his hand down over her tit, cupping the mound of flesh, then moved his hand down to her cunt and stroked her.
"Yeah, you do respond to me, no matter how you feel about anything else. I like that. Here you are, all bound, and you're still getting turned on to my fingers."
"Because I know you won't hurt me," she said to him, and she felt him starting to wiggle her clit back and forth.
"You're right," he told her, standing up and opening his fly with his other hand. He started to pull his cock out. "I won't hurt you. I'm going to protect you. I'm going to work for you and be your lover."
"Huh?" she asked, though she liked the sound of it.
"I met your aunt and your uncle, and I know what those servants are like back at your house. You're not going back there without me to protect you. And I'm going to be around all the time to keep offering you protection."
"And that hot dick," she said to him, and he licked his lips, then climbed on the cot between her legs and started to rub the head of his cock against her cunt lips.
He could feel her wet pussy walls beginning to spread for him, and he slid into her all the way gently, the way she had loved it with him the last time. She whispered in his ear that she liked him better with no clothes on and he laughed.
She then told him she liked him, too, because he was so tender with her.
"But I can play," he said to her, as he moved his finger to her nipple and began to pinch it a little bit. Then he began to twist it.
She felt the pain rush through her body, but it was only a momentary pain. After he hurt her, he kissed it, and when he kept his lips around it, she could feel the way that her nipple was starting to feel better.
"There is something else I'm going to want you to do to me," she whispered in his ear. "I guess they've gotten me used to it. I guess that they did it often enough to make me want to feel it. To feel your cock up my ass, Bob. I will want to feel that you know. I will. I will."
"Do you want to feel it now?" he asked her, somewhat tauntingly. "Do you want to feel my dick up your ass now?"
"No," she moaned to him softly. "At another time."
He squeezed her nipple a little bit harder, and he could feel the way his cock was throbbing in anticipation of ass.
"No, baby, you know you want it now," he moaned to her. ' You know that you would do anything in the world to get it into you now I know , baby. I know how much you'd want it in your ass now."
"I don't know," she said to him, and he laughed.
He began to move his cock out of her cunt, then slid it toward her asshole. As he rubbed the head there, he could feel the way there was so much heat being given off from her ass cheeks.
Then she moaned, and he loved what she said.
"God, Bob, your cock is making my ass feel so good. So much heat from your cock, going into my ass, going all over my body. I think that I can handle it. I think that I can handle if in me. I think that I want it."
And because his cock was covered with her wet pussy cream, he was able to start to ease it right into her tight hot asshole, all the way.
