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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
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Suzy In Bondage
By Robert Jenkins
Chapter 1
With a crash, the door flew open. The three men stared into
the dimly lit room.
"There she is ... ain't she a beauty?" one of the men said.
Across the room, crouched on a thin mattress, was a naked
young blonde girl. Although she shrank back from the three
grinning, leering men, she made no move to cover her nakedness.
Her legs were open, baring her blonde-furred cunt. Solid,
beautifully shaped tits swooped out from her rib cage.
"Jesus ... you were right, Hank," one of the men said.
"She's really something. You sure it's all right for us to be in
here?"
"Sure," Hank said. "Frank told me we could poke her any time
we wanted. As long as we don't damage the merchandise."
The blonde girl had shrunk back into a corner. She seemed
afraid. Bruises scattered over her lovely white skin told why.
"Do we gotta hold her down?" one of the men asked.
"Naw," Hank replied. "Frank's got her trained. Watch this."
Hank snapped his fingers. The girl's attention locked on
him. It was the attention of a trapped animal that knew there was
no way out. Her eyes were dull and hopeless.
"See this, girlie?" Hank growled. His fingers were working
at the front of his pants, unbuttoning his fly. A moment later
his cock flopped out, long and limp.
"Come over here and suck it," he ordered.
With a tired sigh, the girl started to get up.
"No!" Hank snapped. "On your knees! Like a dog!"
For an instant a flicker of anger appeared in the girl's
eyes. But it faded away almost immediately. Dropping down on all
fours, she started crawling across the floor toward Hank. The
going was fairly easy, because the floor was covered with a thick
cushiony carpet.
"Did you hear what I said?" Hank snarled. "I said you're a
dog! Let's hear you bark like one!"
"Arf!" the girl barked.
"Louder!"
"Arf ... arf!" The girl barked again and again. A hopeful
grin came over her lovely, tired face. She even began to wag her
ass back and forth as if it were a tail.
"See ... what did I tell you," Hank crowed to his companions.
Then he turned to the girl again.
"Now lick my cock until it gets hard. Lap it like a dog."
The girl was now kneeling directly in front of Hank. His
soft cock was staring her in the face. Obediently she stuck out
her tongue and slithered it over the tip of the big organ.
"Jeez, that feels good," Hank moaned. He turned to his
friends. "You guys ever been licked by a dog?" A broad smile
spread over his brutal face. Then the smile died as he looked
down at the crouching girl.
"Lick harder, you stupid bitch," he snarled. "If you don't
get it hard I'm gonna use your tits for frisbees."
But his cock was already beginning to swell. As the girl's
tiny pink tongue licked faithfully up and down the length of the
white tube of flesh, the knobby tip began to swell. The whole
meaty length slowly turned purple as blood rushed into the rubbery
shaft.
"That's a good doggie," he panted. "Now you're gonna become
a girl again, without no sharp teeth. Open up. I'm gonna fuck
you inna mouth!"
When the girl was slow about opening her mouth, Hank reached
down and rammed his thumbs into the nerve centers behind her jaw.
With a yelp of pain, the girl opened her mouth.
"Haw! Attsa way!" Hank chortled. Instantly his swollen cock
pounded past her soft red lips and rammed deep into her mouth.
The girl choked as the bloated rubbery cock-tip shoved back
against her throat. But she knew by now that she mustn't let
anything stop her from sucking.
"Look at her go!" Hank gasped, staring down at the lovely
blonde head welded to his hairy loins. He gasped as a powerful
suction began drawing at his mouth-trapped cock. The girl's
cheeks were hollowing and filling, hollowing and filling as she
sucked.
"Keep it up, bitch, keep it up!" Hank growled. "I want you
to suck the jizz right up out of my balls."
The blonde's lackluster blue eyes were focused dully on the
root of Hank's cock, where it soared out of the hairy tangle of
his loins. His bristly pubic hairs were tickling her nose. She
had to fight down a desire to sneeze.
"Jeez ... leave some of her for us," one of the watching men
said.
"Don't get your ass in an uproar, Pete," Hank panted.
"There's plenty of this hot little cunt to go around."
Hank was slowly beginning to lose control. His legs were
quivering. His hands were clenching and unclenching. He was
clearly going to cum soon.
"Make your mouth like a cunt, slut," Hank panted. His
clenching fingers suddenly grabbed handfuls of her blonde hair.
"Suck! Suck!" he bellowed.
Using the girl's hair as a lever, Hank began fucking her
mouth on and off his bloated, near-bursting cock. Each time he
rammed his hips forward, he jerked down on her head, forcing his
cock deeper into her mouth.
The girl choked again. Hank's swollen cock-head was pounding
against the back of her throat. Her tense throat muscles resisted
for a moment, then relaxed.
"Aaaaahhhhhh Jesus!" Hank blurted out as the girl's throat
opened. His cock slipped another three inches into her mouth.
Now her nose pressed flat against his hairy loins.
Hank stared down at the girl's ovaled lips stretched so
obscenely around his thrusting shaft.
"God ... I'm gonna cum!" he moaned. With his fingers still
tightly gripping her hair, he rammed his cock into the girl's face
two or three more times.
"AAARRRRGGGHHHH!" he cried suddenly. His head arched back,
his muscles strained. Jet after jet of hot semen boiled up from
his balls and shot into the blonde's sucking mouth.
"Keep it up, bitch, keep it up!" Hank bellowed. "Suck it
dry!"
He held his cock buried to the hilt in the girl's mouth. Her
throat expanded and contracted madly as she did her best to
swallow every drop of his thick slippery cum. She had to, or she
would strangle on the hot flood.
"Suck it ... suck it!
Hank was bellowing and writhing as he pumped the last of his
sperm into the gasping girl's mouth. A thick rope of his cum was
pouring back out around where her lips were locked to his cock-
shaft. He twisted his fingers in her hair, making her cry out
with pain.
When Hank had shot the last of his load, he released the
girl. She collapsed back on her heels, gulping, getting her
breath back. A long strand of Hank's cum was trailing from her
chin. Almost absent-mindedly she wiped it away with the back of
her hand.
"Pete ... Joe ... she's yours now," Hank volunteered.
Stuffing his still-dripping cock back into his pants, he waved the
other two forward.
Pete and Joe moved quickly to the girl's side.
"Jesus ... what'll we do first?" Joe wondered.
"I wanna hunk of that blonde cunt," Pete drooled.
"Those tits really turn me on," Joe decided.
Through all this the girl remained sitting back on her heels,
looking dully down at the floor. She was still licking the last
of Hank's cum from her lips.
"Lay down, baby!" Joe snapped. "We got plans for you."
Obediently the girl lay down on her back. Her legs
automatically fell open. She knew from habit what the men wanted.
"She got a name?" Pete asked.
"I heard Frank call her Sue," Hank replied.
"Okay, Suzy-baby," Pete snickered. "Open up and say 'ah'.
You're gonna get a cunt fulla finger."
Sue gritted her teeth, waiting. Her whole body flinched when
Pete brutally rammed a finger up into her cunt. But she didn't
make a sound, just gritted her teeth.
"Hey ... somebody's sure been working this broad over," Pete
said. "Her cunt's like hamburger."
"It gets a lotta use!" Hank guffawed. "She's the local punch
board."
Sue tried to detach her mind from the pain in her cunt. When
that didn't work, she tried to concentrate on making herself grow
wet, so Pete's thrusting finger would slide in and out easier. It
helped.
"What a sweet little box," Pete grunted. "I love blonde cunt
hair."
He was kneeling, with his upper body bent forward, watching
his finger slither in and out of the girl's tight little snatch.
"She sure is solid," he mused. He watched his finger push
aside the thick outer cunt-lips and dig into the pink slit
beneath. Her vaginal opening was a bright-pink rosette, deeper
red around the edges where it was sore. He wormed his finger into
the depression, watching it stretch around his first knuckle.
Little drops of lubricant were beginning to glisten inside the
girl's pussy-slit.
"Hey! How you doing up there, Joe?" Pete asked gleefully.
"Great," came the answer. "This broad's got tits like I've
never seen. Jesus, but they're solid!"
He was right. Sue's tits, large and soft as they were, had a
firm core that made them jut solidly up from her torso. The
nipples were pink and prominent. Joe began to flick his thumbnail
across their elastic softness.
"You guys having a good time?" Hank leered. He was standing
over the grunting, panting trio on the floor, his eyes gleaming as
he watched his two friends paw the girl's helpless body.
All this time the girl hadn't said a word. For all the men
seemed to care, she was just a machine for their lusts. She lay
silently, staring dully up at the ceiling, trying not to grimace
as Pete crudely rammed his fingers further and further up into her
cunt. Her lovely body might as well have been made of wax.
But then something began to happen. When Joe leaned down and
began sucking powerfully on her right tit, a sudden little tremor
shook her body.
As soon as the girl felt Pete's hard cock slithering up the
insides of her thighs, her cunt gyrated hungrily toward it.
"Jesus, but she's ready!" Pete blurted excitedly. He loved
the feel of the girl's soft tits against him, but he wanted up
inside her cunt.
Rearing up, he reached down and started stuffing his bloated
cock into her cunt.
"Christ! Will it go in that little hole?" he wondered aloud.
The knob-like end of his cock looked too large to fit up inside
where his finger had been. But he was damn well going to try!
Grunting with concentration, Pete placed the tip of his cock
against the puckered opening of the girl's vagina. It seemed to
flower open before him.
There was a moment's struggle as the girl's cunt slowly
stretched to admit his thrusting cock. And the girl's breath
sucked in as he pounded up into her twat.
But a moment later, Pete was in all the way. His cock slid
in with a smooth rush, until his pubic bone thudded heavily
against the girl's.
"Uuuuuunnnnnnnhhhhhhh!" she gasped. For a moment she seemed
paralyzed, lying still beneath the panting Pete.
But then Sue's graceful legs rose and wrapped tightly around
Pete's bulky body. He felt her soft thighs pressing into his
ribs. Her heels locked behind his buttocks, exerting pressure.
She was clearly trying to draw him deeper into her cunt. Every
action of the girl's body screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Which suited Pete just fine. "Okay, cunt ... hang on for a
hard ride!" he grunted.
Pulling his cock nearly all the way out of the girl's cunt,
he held himself poised for a moment. He could feel her loins
straining upward, begging for his cock. He let her wait, feeling
her cunt-lips nibbling hungrily at his cock-tip.
Only then did he begin. With a grunt, Pete slammed his hips
down, burying his cock to the hilt up inside the girl's ready
pussy.
"Mmmmmmppphhhhh!" she gasped. All the air had been knocked
out of her by the violence of Pete's thrust.
But she recovered almost immediately. Her hips thrust back,
wrapping hot cunt around his pulsing shaft.
"Jesus ... her twat's eating me alive!" Pete stuttered. But
he never stopped fucking. His hips pounded down against hers,
driving his cock in deep. He could feel his balls slapping into
the crack of her ass.
Below him, the girl writhed and moaned. Her cunt writhed
desperately up against Pete's cock, massaging it with its smooth
inner channel.
"Would you look at that bitch go!" Joe said in awe. He was
standing next to the madly fucking couple. As he watched, he
rubbed eagerly at the growing bulge in his pants. "I get my turn
next!" he said desperately.
"Sure ... sure ..." Pete mumbled. All his attention was
taken up by the beautiful girl he was fucking. He stared down at
her lovely body.
Her full tits were thrusting up at him. He leaned down and
sucked on the swollen nipples for a few seconds. He loved the
rubbery hot taste of them.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh," Sue moaned as she felt his tongue slither
over her sensitive tits. She arched her back upward, pushing her
tits into his face. But he drew back, staring at her again.
Sue's eyes were almost closed. Only a faint gleam of blue
showed beneath her feathery lashes. She was seeing nothing. All
her attention was inside her body. To where Pete's cock was
sliding in and out. Her cunt throbbed with pleasure.
"Oh, God ... I'm gonna shoot off!" Pete moaned suddenly. He
fell forward, his weight heavy on the girl. His fingers hooked
into the soft flesh of her buttocks. He hung on tight, pulling
her ass up so his cock had a straight shot up into her dripping
wet cunt.
He wanted to be all the way in her when he got it off.
Sue sensed he was cumming. She had known it even before he
did. She felt his cock begin to swell far up inside her cunt.
When it was iron hard, she knew he was on the way.
But so was she. A blissful pleasure was building up inside
the girl's belly. It grew and grew, until her insides felt
stretched like a bubble that was about to burst.
Then Pete came.
"Aaaaagggghhhhh!" he roared. His eyes flew wide open. His
fingers dug into the girl's ass, jerking her cunt upward. His
cock buried to the hilt, Pete began to spew his load into the
girl's womb.
The first jet of sperm rifled up into Sue's cunt. It acted
like a trigger, touching off her own orgasm.
"Aaaiiiyyyyyy!" she wailed. Her body spasmed, so powerfully
that she actually raised Pete's heavy frame. Her cunt muscles
sucked madly at his spouting shaft. Sharp whimpers broke from her
throat. Her fingernails raked over his back.
"Jesus Christ!" Pete yelped. Never in his life had he had
such a wild ride. It took all his strength to stay on top of the
bucking, moaning girl. Hot gushes of cum spewed back out of her
cunt, soaking his balls.
But he rode it out. Finally the girl collapsed limply on the
floor. She was played out.
"This babe's got one hell of a snapping pussy," Pete said in
awe. Tiredly he pulled his dripping cock from her cunt. When he
passed his hand over her pussy-lips, he felt that her cunt was
still gently working, digesting the sperm he'd pumped into her.
Sue was lying back, obviously exhausted. Her eyes were
closed and she was trying to get her breath back. Pete was glad
he'd fucked her first. She looked like she couldn't go another
round.
"Okay, Joe ... she's all yours," he said smugly.
And then Pete found her clitoris, and began toying with the
sensitive little button.
"Oooooohhhhhh," the girl moaned. It was the first sound she
had made.
"Hey! She likes it!" Pete said in surprise.
"Does this turn you on, baby?" Joe snickered. He began to
suck on her other tit. Almost immediately the nipple began to
swell, becoming solid under his lashing tongue.
The girl's only answer was a slow twisting of her upper body.
She was clearly thrusting her tit up harder against his slavering
mouth.
Down between the girl's silky thighs, Pete flicked at her
clit with his thumb. She gave a little yelp and her hips began to
grind slowly up against his hand.
"This broad is beginning to turn on!" Pete said happily. "I
thought for a while she was just going to lie here and take it."
"Shit. You could turn her on with a hot branding iron," Hank
replied. "She's something else. I guess that's why Frank keeps
her around."
"Well, I'm all for it," Pete chuckled. "Jeez ... look at the
goo pour out of her cunt! She's wet as a sponge!"
Shame filled the girl's mind as she heard the men's crude
words. It was happening again! As much as she loathed the brutal
animals who were so shamelessly using her helpless body, she was
beginning to react. Why? Why couldn't she just turn herself off,
put herself a million miles away? Maybe then they'd let her
alone.
But it was always the same. Her body was a traitor, giving
in to the hot signals radiating out from her tits and cunt. It no
longer hurt each time Pete shoved his callused finger up into her
snatch. She was wet and slippery now, and her inner channel
glowed and quivered with pleasure as it felt itself being invaded.
And her tits! They were beginning to swell with passion as
Joe licked and slavered at her sensitive nipples.
Oh God! They're going to make me cum! she thought
helplessly. She knew that sooner or later she'd be writhing under
their lewd fondling, begging for more.
Or at least her body would. Her horrified mind would be full
of loathing, hating the betrayal of her senses. Oh God! If she
could only get away!
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," the girl sighed. For the moment her mind was
swept clear of thoughts as Pete began swirling his finger around
inside her pleasure-filled cunt. Her hips were pumping steadily
now, shoving her hairy mound up high.
"Hey ... I think this cunt's about ready for fucking," Pete
said.
"Yeah ... time to dip the wick," Hank agreed. He was
standing over the other three, his eyes big as he watched Pete's
finger flashing in and out of Sue's neat little cunt.
"Gotta get out of these fuckin' clothes," Pete mumbled. He
felt as if he were burning up. His cock, swollen from the
excitement of playing with the girl's cunt, was trapped painfully
inside his pants.
Pete jerked his finger out of the girl's cunt and stood up.
She moaned in disappointment when she felt her pussy deserted.
Desperately her hips flailed around, clearly begging for something
else to fill her needy hole.
Pete was tearing at his clothes, his eyes glued to the tight
young cunt below. The thin blonde pussy hair was dark with pussy
juice. Damn! He was going to shove his cock up inside that tight
little nest!
The girl's eyes watched Pete as he undressed. A sudden spark
of lust flared in their blue depths as she spied his erect cock.
It leaped out of his pants as he pulled them down. A thick meaty
shaft with a swollen knob on the end.
"Yes ... yes ... I want it! her body cried. You treacherous
whore! You should die before you let these pigs touch you!
Her body won. The girl was panting with lust by the time
Pete crawled naked between her trembling thighs.
"Get the fuck out of the way," he growled at Joe, who was
still busy lapping at the girl's taut-nippled tits.
When Joe had scrambled hastily aside, Pete fell heavily on
the girl's naked form. His hairy chest mashed down onto hers,
flattening her lush tits under his weight.
"It's about fucking time," the other man growled. "Jesus!
You've fucked her out!"
Joe stripped off the rest of his clothes. He stood above Sue
a moment, naked, staring down at her. As he looked, he fondled
his heavy cock. Almost totally erect now, it thrust out of his
hairy loins, hard and potent.
"Lemme have a go at that cunt," he said finally. Kneeling
down next to Sue, he rammed his hand up between her legs. His
fingers slithered through the wet mess covering her cunt.
"Christ, You got her like a swamp," he said accusingly to
Pete.
When he wormed his fingers into her pussy-slit, drops of cum
squirted out of the way. More juice was slowly seeping out of her
still-pulsing cunt.
"No sloppy seconds for me," Joe said disgustedly. "Come on,
baby, roll over."
Sue, obeying automatically from habit, started to roll over.
She was on her side before she hesitated.
"Come on ... come on ... I said roll over!" Joe rasped.
"What ... what are you going to do?" Sue asked haltingly.
This was the first time she had said anything.
"Hey! She talks!" Pete said with a laugh. He liked her
voice. It was low and melodious.
"None of your fucking business what I'm gonna do," Joe
snarled.
"I ... I want to know," Sue said breathlessly.
Her request took Joe's breath away. Watching her with the
other men, he had begun to think of her as an automatic fucking
machine.
"I'm giving you one more chance. Roll over, baby. I'm gonna
fuck you in the asshole."
Sue paled. "No ... please," she begged. "I can't stand
that. It hurts too much."
"God damned bitch!" Joe yelled. "You'll fucking well do as I
say!" His hand slammed down against her ass-cheeks, leaving a red
mark behind.
But Sue still refused to roll over.
"No," she said miserably. "I ... I just can't stand that."
"You guys give me a hand," Joe said. He was trying to roll
Sue over but she had rolled herself into a ball. Her knees kept
getting in the way.
"No! No! No! Sue kept repeating, her voice shrill with
terror. But she was no match for the combined strength of the
three burly men. They finally got her turned over onto her belly.
But Joe's troubles were not over. The desperate Sue kept
struggling, wriggling her ass from side to side as he tried to
crawl in between her thighs.
"Shit ... I'm never gonna get my cock up in there if she
don't hold still." he snarled. He was catching tantalizing
glimpses of the girl's tight asshole as she struggled. Her full,
softly curved asscheeks swelled invitingly back toward him. Now
he wanted more than ever to sink his swollen rod up into this
little cunt's guts.
"What's the trouble, boys?" a soft voice said from the
doorway. Everyone in the room suddenly became silent. Including
Sue. She froze in place. A look of sheer terror came over her
face.
"Aww ... she won't let Joe stick his cock up her butt,
Frank," Hank said finally.
The man in the doorway was silent for a long moment.
"Is that true, Sue?" he said in his quiet, deadly voice.
"It ... it hurts too much," the girl whimpered. Fear of
Frank Hammer glittered in her eyes.
"Hurts?" he said mildly. "Well ... we know what real pain
really is, don't we, Sue?" he continued. "Maybe you'd like a
little reminder."
"No ... no ..." the girl said piteously. "Oh don't let him-"
"Shut up!" the newcomer rapped out, his voice suddenly
viciously loud. "I'll decide who does what around here. Now do
what the man wants. What the hell are you good for around here if
you won't do as you're told?"
"But ... please-"
"Fucking cunt!" the man hissed. "It's time for another
lesson. Time for my magic wand."
The man pulled one hand from behind his back. He was holding
a short metal rod with a wooden handle. Wires protruded from the
handle.
The girl's eyes locked on the rod, huge with fear.
"No!" she pleaded. "No ... please! Anything but that!"
Sue swallowed a few times. "I'll do ... I'll do whatever
they want," she finally promised. A single tear welled up in one
big blue eye and rolled down her soft cheek.
"That's a good girl," the man said mockingly. He smiled
coldly at the three men. "Have a ball, boys. That's what this
cunt's for."
It looked for a moment as if he were going to leave. But he
turned back at the last moment. "I'll just make sure," he
murmured.
A grinning Joe found that the girl wasn't resisting him any
more. She knelt before him, quivering, while his hands roamed
over her soft, naked ass-cheeks.
"With a butt like this, who'd want to fuck her in the cunt?"
he snickered.
Joe began to pry the girl's ass-cheeks apart. She shivered
as cold air rushed into the deep slit between her buttocks.
"God, but she looks tight!" Joe enthused. He stared at the
little brown pucker of her asshole. "Gonna get me some of that,"
he promised himself.
Joe began to probe at Sue's rectum with his thumb. The
girl's sphincter muscle fought back. He couldn't slip his thumb
up inside.
"It's gonna be a hard fight," he mumbled.
He probed again, pushing hard with his thumb.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!" Sue moaned in pain. Her asshole gave slowly.
"Unnnnnnggggghhhh!" she grunted.
Finally Joe's thumb popped up inside the girl's rectum. Her
whole body quivered with pain. She bit down on her lip, silently
accepting the agony. She knew Frank Hammer was watching from the
doorway. Anything was better than what he could do to her with
the rod in his hand.
Joe felt the rubbery tightness of Sue's asshole close around
his thumb.
"Gotta stretch her out," he muttered to himself. "Or else
I'll never get the old joint up inside."
He began screwing his thumb around in Sue's asshole. Slowly,
bit by bit, the tight pucker relaxed, opening a little. Finally
what Joe was doing to her didn't hurt so much any more. But she
knew the worst lay ahead.
For Joe, the best lay ahead. While his thumb was working at
Sue's rectum, his other hand was massaging his cock, helping it
swell to its full size. Within minutes he was holding a
formidable fleshy spike in his hand.
"Gonna fuck you now, baby," he panted. He pulled his thumb
out of her ass and watched the tight little ring slam closed
again.
"Jesus. Do I gotta do that all over again?" he whined. Then
he got an idea.
Down below the girl's asshole he caught a glimpse of her
dripping pussy. The blonde girl was dark and matted with slippery
sex juices.
Reaching underneath the crouching girl's body,
Joe ground his fingers into the soft moist heat of the girl's
cunt. Instantly his fingers became coated with her lubricants,
and with Pete's leftover cum.
Then he smeared his fingers all over the girl's asshole,
coating the deep cleft between her buttocks with a slippery layer
of pussy juice.
"Now to butter the old joint," he panted.
Walking in close to the girl's ass on his knees, Joe guided
his swollen cock up into her pussy-slit. Using his fingers, he
coated the whole end of the big shaft with more pussy juice.
Feeling her cunt so warm and wet around his cock, he was tempted
to shove the big organ straight up into her vagina.
But no. He had started out to fuck the bitch in the ass and
that was what he was going to do!
Sue braced herself for the shock as she felt Joe place his
cock-tip against her asshole.
But no amount of preparation could have prepared her for what
lay ahead.
With a sudden flick of his hips, Joe drove his cock forward
against the girl's fear-clenched asshole. At first it didn't go
in. The broad tip flattened, unable to batter its way past those
strong inner muscles.
Joe didn't think he was going to get inside. Then he had the
bright idea of digging his fingers painfully into Sue's soft pussy
flesh. This unexpected pain made her forget her ass for a moment.
Her sphincter muscle temporarily relaxed.
"AAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!" she shrieked as Joe's huge cock thundered
up into her bowels. Half out of her mind with pain, Sue tried to
fall forward, to writhe away from Joe's impaling cock.
But Pete and Hank caught her by the shoulders and held her
firmly in place. Both were grinning widely as they watched their
companion brutally sodomize the cringing girl.
She bucked and twisted, frantic to escape the agony in her
asshole. It felt as if a red-hot iron had been thrust up her back
passage. It felt as if she were being split in two.
"You never learn, do you, bitch?" the man in the doorway said
in an amused voice. "Always fighting back. The only way around
the pain is to relax. I've told you that a hundred times."
Sue heard the man's voice dimly through her agony. She
realized he was right. But how could she relax when she hurt so
badly?
She had to. Anything to stop the pain.
Gritting her teeth, Sue forced herself to hold still. Then
she tried to relax her taut belly muscles. Almost instantly she
was rewarded by a lessening of the pain.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh," she sighed, daring to relax a little more.
It still hurt, but was now bearable.
The quivering girl was still congratulating herself on
overcoming the pain when she became aware of a new sensation.
Pleasure.
Now that she was more relaxed, the big cock sliding so
solidly in and out of her asshole was beginning to feel strangely
good. But it was a different kind of good than when a cock was up
her cunt. A hot, quivering, almost itchy feeling.
For one thing, the tight confines of her bowels were stuffed
full of cock in a way her more elastic cunt could never be. She
could sense every inch of Joe's big cock as it slid slowly in and
out of her rectum.
"Oh, no," she whimpered. It was happening again. As much as
she hated what was happening to her, as much as she hated the
grinning, leering men crowded around her, her abused body was
starting to betray her again.
"Oh, no ..." she moaned again. Hot bursts were sputtering
into life up inside her belly. Almost as if they had a mind of
their own, her lips began to thrust back against Joe's plunging
cock.
"Oooooohhhhhh," she moaned again. But this time it was a
moan of helpless pleasure.
"Christ ... she's off again," Hank burst out. "Ride 'er,
Joe!"
It quickly became a ride ... a wild ride. Sue began to buck
and jerk. But no longer to get away. Her ass rammed back against
Joe's churning loins, eager to be filled with his remorselessly
thrusting cock.
"Aaahh ... aaahh ... aaahh ..." Sue chanted. Head down,
hands braced under her, she writhed and twisted. Her sleek belly
sucked in as her ass gobbled up every inch of Joe's pounding cock.
Her big, full tits swung and danced below her lithe, naked body.
"Hot bitch ... hot bitch!" Joe panted. His hands caressed
Sue's naked buttocks. His fingers sunk into the creamy skin.
Then he let one hand dip down again beneath her body. This
time he sunk a finger far up inside her convulsing cunt. To his
amazement, he could feel his cock as it slid in and out of her
bowels. Only a thin membrane separated it from his groping
finger.
"Oh, Christ!" he moaned. The obscene realization was too
much for the wildly excited man. He knew he was going to cum.
Urgent signals flared deep down inside his balls.
Joe's finger up her cunt also had an effect on Sue.
"Unnnnhhhh," she moaned. God! She was so filled! An orgasm was
sneaking up on her, but she didn't quite know how to let it loose.
It felt so strange having that big cock stuffed up her ass!
So Sue, desperate for release, reached down under her body.
Her hand slid down over her belly, reaching into her cunt hair.
She parted the soft moist strands, slipping one finger into her
dripping pussy-slit.
"Aaaaannhhhhhhh," she breathed with relief as her finger made
contact with her clitoris.
The end came soon. With Joe's cock up her ass and his finger
up her cunt, with her own finger dancing and jerking over her
swollen clit, it was only a matter of seconds.
Suddenly it was there!
"AAAIIIIYYYYY!" Sue squealed. Her entire body spasmed. Hot
gushes of juice poured from her cunt, flooding Joe's hand.
"Oooohhhh, Good!" he groaned. And then he was off too.
Joe jerked upright, his finger slithering wetly out of Sue's
cunt. With the girl's asshole clamped so tightly around his
pulsing shaft, it felt as if his cock were going to explode.
Half in pain, half in ecstasy, Joe hung on.
"You fucking bitch!" he wailed. "Keep pumping!" All the
time, he did his best to keep his cock buried all the way up
inside her bowels. "Oh ... SHIT!"
Sue finished before he did, and was hanging limply in his
tight grasp as he pumped his hot load up into her body. When he
let her go, she collapsed in a panting heap in front of him. He
stared down at his fast-shrinking cock as it popped out of her
asshole.
"Jesus ... it looks like it's been tenderized!" he blurted
out.
Sue lay on the carpeted floor as the men drew back and began
to dress. She slowly became aware of how sore and tired she was.
How used and soiled her body felt. Oh God! When would this
endless humiliation end?
Then she saw a pair of highly polished shoes next to her
head. She turned her head and found herself staring up Frank
Hammer's well-dressed legs. Flinching, acting as if she feared a
kick, she scrambled to a sitting position.
"You're the perfect cunt," he said amusedly.
For an instant the girl's eyes showed their first sign of
real life. A fierce hatred flared in their blue depths. Almost
as quickly the hate faded away, but not before Frank Hammer had
seen it.
"Look at me, bitch!" he said coldly.
When Sue tried to look away, he seized her jaw in an iron
grip and jerked her head around.
"You're getting uppity," he said softly, his voice menacing.
"You're starting to act like a human being. I don't like that.
You're a cunt ... a gash ... a place to stick cocks! You got
that?"
The girl remained mute, her eyes looking hopelessly up at the
big man. Once again that quick flicker of hate.
"You need a lesson," Frank Hammer said.
He dropped her chin and began to unzip his fly. Out tumbled
a huge cock, still soft. But it quickly grew hard as Hammer
wrapped his fingers around the rubbery shaft and began to jerk
off.
"You watch it ... you watch the tip!" he ordered the girl
fiercely.
The girl tried to look away, but he seized her hair and
dragged her head around. "Watch it!" he warned her.
And then he began to cum, his face showing no expression.
The girl flinched as his hot sticky sperm splattered all over her
face and chest. Her hair was clotted with it. A glob dripped
slowly off the tip of one nipple.
"That's what I think of you, cunt," Hammer grunted as he
stuffed his dripping cock back in his pants. "You're not even
worth pissing on."
The girl sat mutely. She didn't even try to wipe the
slippery cum from her face and body. Silent tears began to well
up in her eyes.
"Let's split," Hammer told the men who worked for him. "The
little bitch is going to cry. I never could stand a crying
broad."
Sue heard the rustle of shoes on the carpet. Then the door
slammed. Only then did she dare look up. She was alone.
"Oh ... God!" the crouching girl burst out in a strangled
voice. She looked around the dingy room. At the soiled carpet.
At the cum-stained mattress a few feet away. At her own abused,
fouled body. She felt dirty.
"Oh, God!" she burst out again. "How did this ever happen to
me?"
It was a dream, a nightmare. It had to be! With a sob, the
girl crawled to the grubby mattress and threw herself face down on
it.
"This can't be real," she sobbed. But it was. Oh, God! How
had it all started?
Chapter 2
Sue Ryan, nineteen years old, was engaged to be married. Not
with her parents' complete approval, for the match was slightly
suspect.
Ben Jackson, her fianc , was considerably older than Sue -
thirty-three. While some people considered him an interesting and
entertaining man, others considered him a drunk and a weakling.
Both sides had grounds for their opinions.
Ben was a professor of literature at the college Sue
attended. To her, he was fabulously romantic. His romanticism
included those little lapses of courage and uprightness others
damned him for.
Sue had entered Ben's poetry class the year before, when she
was a freshman, a young, tender, eighteen-year-old virgin with big
blue eyes, bigger tits, and a lush little ass that immediately
caught Ben's attention.
He turned the full treatment on the dazzled young girl. She
fell easily.
After a couple of weeks of his most dramatic classroom
behavior, using carefully chosen, daring sex-words in front of his
impressed freshman class, and after alluding to dark sorrows in
his own life, Ben asked Sue if she would help him edit one of his
latest books of poetry.
Sue was overwhelmed. Already half in love with the tall,
handsome, modishly bearded Ben, she welcomed the opportunity to
look deep into his soul. Through his poetry.
Never mind that some of those glimpses were disturbing. Or
that Ben's poetry was unbelievably shallow. He copied second-rate
avant-garde academic poets who were temporarily in the favor of
college students. His poetry was sly, weak, and showed no
originality whatsoever. Just like himself.
Sue sensed this, although she could never have put it into
words. But she had a nurse's instinct, and something in her
pressed her to take care of the glittering hollow man she was
falling in love with.
Ben was a good opportunity for Sue to get rid of her
virginity. It had been hanging around her neck like a heavy
weight for the last few years. Yet she had held onto it out of an
overdone sense of obligation to her parents.
Ben moved carefully. He knew Sue's parents had a lot of
money. This was one that mustn't get away.
Sue's father was senior partner in a large investment firm.
A lifetime of handling other people's money had made him very
conservative. Ben knew he had to weld Sue so tightly to him that
she would reject any reservations her parents had about him.
Sue's work helping edit Ben's smug little verses involved her
working late at night with him. One thing progressed to another.
While Sue was a virgin, she wasn't totally unacquainted with
sex. All during high school, the lovely budding blonde had been
the sexual target of eager young classmates. Her tits were
familiar with the hot feel of a sucking mouth. And a number of
fingers had slid up her tight little cunt.
At first Ben proceeded by touching the girl. Not sexually,
just touching her. On the arm, the back, sometimes the thigh when
she was sitting next to him.
The touching became more and more familiar, until Ben was
running his hands sensuously over Sue's body almost all the time
they were alone.
Still, he never touched her tits or crotch. These, areas
were left strictly alone. The more he touched the rest of her,
the more Sue's tits and cunt became aware something was missing.
Within a week Ben had Sue panting to be fondled. Her sexual
temperature rose to the boiling point. She began wearing less and
less to their nightly meetings. Her bra went first. Her skirts
became shorter and shorter.
Ben found it hard to resist the girl's big tits, bouncing
jauntily free under her thin sweater. The nipples poked sexily
from the nearly sheer material. When she sat down, Sue often
carelessly let her legs open. The sight of her panty-covered cunt
set him on fire.
But he held back until he knew the girl was ready. She came
due one night when they were working in his little house. The
house itself was romantic, or seemed so. It was an old wooden
bungalow, hanging over a cove in the seaside town where the
university was located.
Camp art decorated the splintery old walls. Most of the
furniture in the living room was purposely uncomfortable. This
was by design, because the only comfortable place in the whole
little house was the huge king-sized bed in the tiny, dimly lit
bedroom.
That night Ben had maneuvered Sue onto the bed. They were
resting between pages of his poetry book. Ben's hands were, as
usual, roaming over Sue's lush young body. Sue was quivering and
sighing under his touch. Ben knew it was time.
"Suzy," he said, suddenly folding the girl in his arms. He
kissed her on the mouth. The passion with which she returned the
kiss reassured him he was on the right track.
"Oh, Ben ..." Sue sighed.
His hand was softly rubbing over her belly. She literally
pushed her tits at him.
"Mmmmmmmm," the girl quavered happily as Ben's sensitive
fingers closed over her tit. Little shudders shook her body.
Ben felt the girl's nipple hardening under her shirt. She
had really thrown him signals that night. She was wearing a thin
T-shirt several sizes too small.
Sue lay on her back, breathing more and more quickly as Ben
fondled her tits through the T-shirt. Out of habit, she closed
her eyes, as she used to do in high school when she was with a
boy.
Her nipples continued to swell until there were two sharp
little peaks thrusting up against the T-shirt. Ben could almost
make out the darker color of the areolas through the white
material.
He had to see those tits!
Still moving cautiously, Ben slid his hand back down to Sue's
belly. The T-shirt was so short that there was a considerable
expanse of bare midriff showing.
Ben slid his hand up under the shirt. Sue drew in a ragged,
expectant breath. A moment later his hand was cupping the girl's
naked tit underneath the shirt.
God damn, they were silky! But with a core of solid firmness
underneath. An experienced tit-man, Ben realized Sue had the
finest pair he'd ever fondled.
Well ... if she'd let him go this far ...
Boldly, Ben began to remove the girl's shirt. Then there was
no doubt Sue liked what he was doing, and wanted him to do more.
The T-shirt was so tight that she had to raise her torso up off
the bed for him to get it off.
The shirt caught on the bottom curves of the girl's big tits,
tugging at the creamy flesh. The nipples were pulled upward, then
popped free. A moment later the shirt was off and Sue was lying
on her back, naked to the waist.
Ben immediately buried his face in the soft, pink-tipped
mounds. The sweet odor of Sue's flesh filled his nostrils. Jesus
Christ, he was going to love this!
"Ooooohhhhhhh," Sue moaned as Ben sucked a nipple into his
mouth. Little flutters of pleasure were rippling through her
body. At last the man she worshiped was making love to her!
Ben cupped the girl's cushiony mounds in his hands, feeding
the hardening tips into his mouth. He sucked and slavered,
slithering his tongue over every inch of Sue's gorgeous tits.
It was a while before Ben became aware that Sue's hips were
making quick, jerky little movements. The growing pleasure in her
tits was spilling down into her loins. A slow fire was building
in her too-long-denied cunt.
Ben was happy to help out. Still sucking on her tits, he
slipped one hand down over her belly, then began stroking her soft
thighs. Her skirt was so short that it bared her legs almost all
the way up to her crotch.
Out of habit, Sue kept her legs more or less closed. But as
Ben stroked higher and higher up the sensitive insides of her
tender thighs, they fell open inch by inch. Finally Ben's fingers
were brushing over the swelling slickness of her panties.
The girl was so hot that her cunt juices had already soaked
the crotch of her panties. They squished as Ben began to poke at
the narrow crotch-strip. The tight panties had worked slightly up
inside Sue's pussy-slit. Ben poked at the fat lips protruding on
each side.
By now Sue's hips were pumping slowly up and down on the
mattress. She had always reacted strongly to having her cunt
touched. And Ben was a master.
First he sunk the back of one finger up into Sue's hot slit.
Right through her panties.
The girl's legs quivered and jerked. She made no move to
push him away. Warm cunt juices ran through her panties and
heated the back of Ben's hand.
Now was the time for the big play, Ben decided. He carefully
worked one finger up under the legband of the girl's panties. He
pushed past soft pussy hair until his finger was slithering
through hot wet flesh.
Then his finger found the girl's vagina. It was tight as
hell.
But Ben was used to young virgins. Part of the training of a
poetry professor.
His finger slowly worked its way up into Sue's cunt.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh," the girl moaned happily. She was completely
overwhelmed by the hot bursts of pleasure radiating through her
loins. Never before had a finger up her cunt felt so good. Ben
was a master.
For the next five minutes Ben kept his finger moving slowly
in and out of the girl's snug little hole. Only when she was
panting and moaning uncontrollably did he make his next move.
"God, it's hot in here!" he whispered into her ear. "Let's
take off our clothes."
Sue nodded vigorously. She was too overwhelmed with passion
to speak.
Ben began to undress the girl. It was easy. All he had to
do was take off her skirt and panties.
The skirt came first. He fondled the wet crotch of her
panties for a moment before taking them off. Sue ground her cunt
up against his hand.
Then the panties were off. Not giving the girl a chance to
cool off, Ben was back at her cunt in an instant. Now his finger
could work up and down the full length of her cunt-slit. He
soaked it in the wet heat of the tender little gash.
Sue went out of her mind. Never before had she had a lover
who knew what he was doing. In a few minutes, Ben had turned her
into a moaning, panting mass of lusting flesh.
The first thing Ben did was go after Sue's clitoris. It was
a tiny little thing, hidden under a soft cover of flesh. But he
spread her cunt-lips with the fingers of one hand and went after
the clit with the forefinger of the other.
When he'd isolated the tiny sensitive tip of Sue's love-
button, Ben was careful to be gentle. He knew how tender young
girls could be.
Slowly flicking his fingertip back and forth, Ben barely
grazed Sue's clit. She went wild.
"Aaahhhh ... ooohhhh ... uuuhhhnnn ..." she moaned and
grunted shamelessly. Her hips were drumming up and down on the
mattress. Sue was totally unaware of her nakedness. Unaware that
Ben was still dressed. All she knew was the intense pleasure
ricocheting through her cunt.
Within five minutes Ben had the girl's virginal clit swollen
to the size of a small marble. Now he could push his finger
straight down against it. He knew in another minute Sue would
start cumming. Already her stomach muscles were jerking and
twitching in preparation.
But he didn't want that. He wanted the girl to hang on the
edge. He wanted her desperate to fulfill the aching need he was
stroking into her.
Only then did Ben begin to undress. When he was naked, he
lay close to Sue, softly stroking her body. When he thought she
was aware enough, he guided her hand down to his cock.
Sue's eyes opened wide with surprise. Her hand closed
eagerly around the still-rubbery shaft. Eagerly, clumsily, she
began to pump on it.
"Take it easy," Ben said, wincing. But he kept his voice
soft and gentle. "Just run your fingers up and down it. Near the
tip. Like this."
He guided her hand. In a moment Sue was doing just what he
wanted. Ben often had trouble getting his cock hard.
Particularly with a woman he felt was anywhere near his equal.
But Sue, soft, innocent, sexy little Sue, got his cock hard in
sixty seconds.
"Oh my God ... how can it get so big?" Sue gasped.
Ben smiled uncomfortably. He knew his cock was smaller than
average. But why not let her think it was big?
"It's for you ... all for you," he whispered in the girl's
ear.
Sue shuddered with a mixture of delight and dread. It seemed
that she was about to get rid of her virginity. But how could she
take such a huge thing inside her cunt? Even Ben's finger had
seemed almost too much up inside that tight little hole.
But Sue was determined. She had gone this far, why not all
the way? Her fingers closed spasmodically around Ben's cock. He
flinched but didn't make a sound.
"Ben ... Ben ... be gentle," Sue quavered as Ben crawled in
between her open thighs. "I've ... I've never screwed before."
As if he couldn't tell. Ben hovered over the girl. His hard
cock jutted out over her belly as he crouched between her thighs.
Jesus, but she was gorgeous! Ben thought as he stared down
at her naked, frightened young virgin. She was breathing heavily,
her big tits rising and falling quickly. He reached out and
stroked his palm over the swollen nipples. They were bright pink.
Then he stared down at her cunt. 'A real blonde!' he thought
in triumph. Softly curling, sparse blonde pussy hair. Beneath it
the fleshy curves of her cunt-lips.
Ben reached down and slowly pried open the girl's twat. The
center slit was wet and shiny with her juices. He pressed with
his thumb on the massively swollen nub of her clit.
"Oooohhhhhh," Sue moaned. "Do it ... do it, Ben!"
Jesus! He slipped his finger past the tight pucker of her
vaginal opening. It pulsed open, welcoming him. But not enough.
He knew it was going to be a battle to get his cock up inside that
snug tube.
Might as well start now. Ben guided his cock-head up into
Sue's cunt. She gasped as she felt its spongy tip press against
her vaginal opening.
There was still a part of Sue that fought back against the
loss of her virginity. After a decade of warnings from her mother
about how important it was for a girl to go to the altar as pure
as the driven snow, or risk losing her man, Sue was understandably
afraid. Afraid of guilt, and even more, afraid of the terrible
pain she'd been warned of.
But it was too late now. Not only would she feel like a
silly fool if she made Ben quit now, but her cunt wouldn't let
her. It begged, it screamed for cock!
"Come on, Ben," she pleaded. "Do it to me!"
Ben was fired by the girl's words. "Okay, hang on," he
panted.
"What ... what do I do?" Sue asked.
"Nothing. I'll do most of it. Just raise your legs up a
little. It opens you up more."
Sue did as Ben asked. He watched her cuntal opening flower a
little more. Then he was pushing in.
"Just hang on ... push back a little," he urged the girl.
At first Sue nearly fainted from the intense pleasure of
having a cock shoving up into her cunt. But then the thick tip
ran into her hymen. She felt the first pain.
Instinctively the girl's body tensed as she felt her hymen
stretching.
"No ... no ... try to relax," Ben warned her. He too could
feel that strong membrane resisting him.
He might as well have told the girl to fly. Her body grew
more and more tense as the pressure grew. An agonizing pain was
pounding through her cunt.
But she didn't give up. She wanted to be fucked!
"Ben! Oh, Ben!" she wailed. Her fingernails dug into his
flesh as she fought to let him into her. He winced, but kept on
pushing.
"Aaaaaiiiii!" Sue suddenly shrieked as her hymen tore.
Agonizing pain shot through her cunt. Her virginity was gone
forever. Ben's cock slid all the way into her body.
Sue lay panting, too exhausted after her battle with the pain
to move. She felt a hot stickiness running down over her buttocks
and knew it was blood.
But she didn't care. All that mattered now was the feel of
Ben's cock up inside her cunt. She felt it throbbing as Ben
waited a moment for her to get control of herself. She felt full,
complete. The pain no longer mattered.
And it was quickly fading. By the time Ben slowly moved his
cock in and out of her cunt, an inch at a time, all Sue was aware
of was that exciting fullness.
The lust Ben had earlier worked into her with his hands was
returning. But this time it was his cock doing it. This
knowledge alone was enough to raise the blonde teenager to heights
of passion such as she had never before known.
"Ooohhhhh, fuck me, Ben," she panted shamelessly. Her legs
rose to wrap hungrily around Ben's waist.
Ben was surprised. Never before had he seen a virgin recover
so fast. Eagerly he began to fuck into her. His strokes
lengthened until his cock was flashing all the way in and out of
her slick cunt. So fucking tight! Sue's cunt fit around his
plunging cock like a warm glove. He loved the cushiony feel of
her plump cunt-lips against his loins each time he slammed down
against her. The deep crack between her lush ass-cheeks was
swallowing his balls.
"Oooohhhhh, baby ... what a sweet fuck you are!" he panted,
looking down at the girl.
"I love you, Ben," Sue whispered back. As usual, those
frightening words shook Ben a little. They were a threat to his
bachelorhood. But, staring down at Sue, he began to weaken.
Her big blue eyes were looking mistily up at him. The smooth
sweep of her naked body. The soft rise of her tits. The plump
little cunt clasped so tightly around his aching cock. All of
this overwhelmed Ben.
"I love you too, baby," he said in a choked voice. And he
actually meant it. This girl was too much. And her parents had
money. Love flamed in Ben's soul. As much of it as he was
capable of.
"Fuck me ... fuck me ... oh, fuck me!" Sue chanted. Oh, why
had she waited so long? Her entire body was throbbing with
pleasure as Ben pounded his cock again and again up into her cunt.
But no! She was glad she had waited. She was glad Ben was
the first. She squeezed her pussy-lips together, wanting to feel
as much of him as she could.
Raising up a little, Ben watched Sue cum. Her face had been
growing more and more flushed. Her tits were swollen. The pink
nipples had hardened, and were soft cushiony mounds at the tips of
the round globes beneath.
Then Sue gave a choking sigh. Her stomach muscles began to
jerk and tremble, sucking in powerfully. A look of stunned
incomprehension, almost of fear, crossed over her lovely face.
"Oohhh, Ben! Oooohhhh ... BENNNNNN!" she wailed. Her mouth
opened, her eyes stared wildly, but Ben knew she wasn't seeing
anything.
Suddenly Sue's whole body spasmed. Her belly bucked upward.
Ben had all he could do to hang on. At the same moment, Sue's
strong young cunt muscles clamped greedily around his cock.
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!" Ben cried.
Sue's cunt literally milked the cum up from his balls. He
fell forward on her writhing body, hanging on tight as he poured
his sperm into the girl's greedily pumping cunt.
"Aaaaaahhhhh ... aah ... aaaaahhhhhh! Sue wailed.
Ben thought she would never stop cumming. He was finished
long before her. Not that he minded. He hung tightly to her
bucking young body, feeling ten feet tall. Never before had he
had a girl react so strongly.
He dug his face into her lust-swollen tits as she thrashed
out the last of her orgasm. Slowly, bit by bit, Sue ran down
beneath him. At last she was lying quietly, her breathing
returning to normal.
"Ooohhhhh, that was wonderful," she sighed up to Ben. "Thank
you ... thank you!"
"The pleasure was all mine," Ben grinned.
"Oh, promise me we'll do it again. Soon. Often!" Sue threw
her arms tightly around Ben. "Did you mean it when you said you
loved me?"
So she hadn't been too far out of it to hear him. "Sure," he
said, then corrected himself. "Of course, my darling," he said
more romantically. "How could I help it?"
"Oh, Ben," Sue sighed, "I'm so happy." Her damp, naked body
pressed tightly against his. Ben was acutely aware of her lush,
solid tits. The hot slippery cunt pressed against his leg.
Jesus, why not?
Chapter 3
Sue and Ben became engaged. Not immediately. First there
was the hurdle of her parents to overcome.
Sue loved her parents very much. They had spoiled her
terribly. Her father was a tall, austere man, a model of
rectitude. As befitted the head of an investment firm, he exuded
correctness.
Sue's mother was a nonentity. Her father ruled the
household. Her mother did little but lie around and invent new
illnesses. Her sex life hardly existed.
But both Sue's parents were naturally leery of Ben. Not only
because he was so much older than Sue, but because of an
indefinable aura of corrupt weakness about him.
Sue won out in the end. After weeks of tearful pleading, she
got her father to agree to the engagement. But with a
reservation. The two young people were not to be married until
Sue was twenty-one. Her parents hoped either she would come to
her senses by then or they would be proven wrong about Ben.
Sue and Ben were engaged in the late spring of her freshman
year. They spent a delightful summer, making love, spending long
weekends in Ben's little bungalow. Sue made up stories for her
parents about staying at girlfriends' houses. Her parents didn't
believe them but were too afraid to investigate, fearing they
would find out the truth. And after all, their daughter was
engaged, wasn't she? That should make some difference.
Toward the end of the summer, Ben and Sue were having one of
their typical weekends. They were together in the sauna at the
university gym, because Ben had a hangover. He usually did. He
drank a lot. That was one of the things Sue was sure her love
would cure him of.
The sauna was coed. A big sign over the door said that
nudity was forbidden. But many of the male students, apparently
believing the sight of their naked bodies would automatically move
women to lust, sat self-consciously naked. Often with a towel
half-draped over their cocks. The girls stared fixedly at the
walls.
This particular day, Ben and Sue were in the sauna alone.
Both were wearing bathing suits.
"How's your head?" Sue asked.
"A lot better," Ben replied. He was staring at his lovely
fianc e. She was looking incredibly sexy to him. Her wispy, tiny
bikini tantalized him. He had seen her naked so often that it was
a turn-on for him to see her with her tits and cunt barely hidden
under the tiny triangles of cloth.
"C'mere, baby," he said, moving close to the girl. His hand
slithered over her sweat-dripping skin, sliding down into the deep
cleft between her tits.
"Ben ... somebody might come in," Sue giggled. But she was
enjoying what Ben was doing. The sensuous heat of the sauna was
turning her on. Everything seemed to turn her on now. After that
first time with Ben, Sue had discovered she loved to fuck. Any
time, anywhere.
The heat in the girl's cunt began to equal the heat of her
sweating skin. Ben's hand pushed down into the top of her bikini,
pinching at her nipples.
"Mmmmmmmm," Sue sighed. Her hips jerked a little on the
wooden seat. Ben noticed.
"Your box is smoking," he kidded.
Sue blushed but didn't disagree.
"Let's let out a little of the steam," Ben said thickly. His
hand left the girl's lush tits and dived down toward her loins.
"Open your legs," he ordered.
"But Ben ... someone'll come in ..."
However, the girl's legs fell open. Without wasting any
time, Ben worked one finger up under the tight leg-band of Sue's
bikini bottom.
"Jesus ... you're soaking wet!" he mumbled. He wondered how
much of the juice creaming against his groping fingers was sweat,
how much of it pussy juice.
He didn't really care. All he wanted was to get up inside
her snatch. With all that moisture, his finger slid easily into
the girl's cunt.
"Aaaahhhhhhh!" Sue gasped as she felt her cunt filled with
his hard wiggling finger. Her head thudded helplessly back
against the sauna wall. Her whole body went limp for an instant.
"I never saw a girl react as fast as you," Ben said. "You
really get it off."
But Sue was past talking. Ben's finger up her cunt seemed to
have paralyzed her brain. All she could do was lie back and pant.
Her hips began thrusting slowly up against her lover's hand.
"Christ! You're gonna cum!" Ben said excitedly. "Right in
the fucking sauna!"
Sue had never felt so hot in her life. Both inside and out.
The super-heated air of the sauna burned into her flesh, while
Ben's finger seared a path up into her cunt. She twitched and
moaned on the wooden bench. Her eyes were half closed. But she
noticed that Ben's cock was beginning to swell inside his shorts.
Could they fuck? the girl wondered. Would it be too risky
for him to sink his cock into her here, in the sauna? Oh, what
did it matter? She was going to cum anyhow.
She was teetering on the edge of her orgasm when the door
suddenly opened. Ben sprang away from her, his finger popping out
of her cunt.
Sue stifled a moan of disappointment as a young male student
came into the sauna. He looked at Sue, looked at the bulge in
Ben's pants, and blushed. Then he sat down opposite Sue.
She wondered why he was staring, then realized her bikini
bottoms had not snapped all the way back into place. One plump,
blonde-fringed pussy-lip was partially sticking out. Now it was
Sue's turn to blush.
"Can we go home?" she asked Ben.
Sue hurried through her shower, eager to get home. Ben's
finger-fucking in the sauna had left her with an unfulfilled ache
in her cunt.
Ben knew what was in Sue's mind as they drove back to his
bungalow. The same thing that was always in Sue's mind. Sex.
Ben was beginning to be overawed by the girl's sex drive.
His heavy drinking diminished his own. Lately he had been having
a hard time getting it up.
But today was an exception. Finger-fucking Sue in the sauna
had excited him as much as it had excited her. Being walked in on
had only added to the thrill. He remembered how Sue had been
about to cum, how hard his cock had been getting. He knew the
girl must still be simmering inside.
"Hey ... you're hurting my arm!" Sue complained as Ben half
dragged her up the steep steps to his place.
"I got something that can't wait!" he told her savagely.
Sue stared down at the bulge in Ben's pants. Sudden
understanding flooded her eyes.
"Oh ... Ben!" she whimpered. Her face softened with lust.
Ben wasted no time once they were in the house. "Bend over,
bitch!" he ordered. A wild recklessness swept over him.
Sue loved every minute of it. She loved it when Ben
demonstrated one of his rare moments of masterfulness. A hot
answering fire flared in her cunt as she realized she was about to
be used.
Sue obediently bent over, grabbing hold of the edge of the
kitchen table. She was wearing a short skirt and a sweater. Ben
reached up under the skirt and hooked his fingers in the waistband
of her panties. The panties were torn from her. Ben bunched the
skirt up around her waist, baring her lush naked ass.
"Oh, Ben ..." Sue whimpered. She began to grow so wet that
she could feel the hot fluids running down the insides of her
thighs.
There was the sound of a zipper behind her. A moment later
she felt the rubbery tip of Ben's erect cock slithering in between
her thighs. A tremor of excitement ran through her cunt.
Behind her, Ben sank the fingers of one hand into the soft
flesh of her ass. The other hand was guiding his swollen rod into
the soft hairiness of her cunt.
"Okay, bitch ... okay!" he snarled.
His cock-tip caught at the opening of Sue's cunt. Brutally
he rammed it in, half lifting the girl off the floor with the
power of his forward lunge.
"Uuuummmmpppphhh!" Sue grunted.
At times like this, Ben realized that he hated women. Or
feared them. It was all the same thing to him. He tried not to
think about it too often, because he got horny. He needed to
fuck. And knowing he needed women made him hate and fear them all
the more.
Which was why it was so important to him to take out his lust
on a woman now and then, the way he was doing to Sue now. He
loved seeing her bent over in front of him. He knew he must have
hurt her when he rammed his cock into her so suddenly. The
knowledge further intensified his pleasure. His cock grew harder
than it had for a long time.
"Uuh ... uuh ... uuh ..." he grunted as he rammed his swollen
rod again and again into Sue's tight cunt. He heard the breath
slam out of her each time his cock dug into her. His fingers were
sunk into her creamy ass-cheeks, leaving bright-scarlet blotches.
But Sue was loving it. Bit by bit she was discovering a
capacity for masochism within herself. She loved fucking any way
she could get it. But there was an added thrill when Ben used her
this way. The two of them were slowly learning to play a game.
The unspoken rules of the game said that Sue couldn't talk.
Or make much noise. All she could do was grunt and whine as Ben
reamed out her cunt from behind.
"Aaaaaaa ... aaa ... uuuuuhhhhh!" she gasped as she felt her
lover's cock swelling far up inside her cunt. She knew he was
going to cum. She knew she was going to cum too, but she'd wait
until he did.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH ... SUCK IT UP, BITCH! HERE IT COMES!" Ben
bellowed. He could feel the cum burning its hot path up from his
balls.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Sue shrieked as she felt herself being
filled with Ben's steaming cum. Her body suddenly jerked into
orgasm. Her cunt thrust back against the cock sunk so deeply into
it.
His eyes wide and staring, Ben watched a fine spray of
combined sex juices jet out around where his cock was buried in
Sue's cunt. Ropes of cum dripped down onto the girl's sleek
thighs. He could actually see the base of his cock jerking and
pumping as he emptied his load up into the girl's womb.
"God damn! Fuck you, fuck you!" he whined as he shot the
last of his load. Only then did he step back, ripping his
shrinking cock from the girl's still pulsing cunt. He suddenly
wanted free of her clinging body.
Later, Ben grew remorseful. Deep down inside he knew that
Sue had loved what he'd done to her. But guilt was patterned into
his soul. He felt he had to make it up to her. Not so much
because it was right, but because that way he wouldn't feel
obligated.
"I'm going to do something for you, baby, I've never done
before," he promised.
"Huh? What?" Sue asked drowsily.
The two of them were lying naked on his big bed. Sue's cunt
still throbbed from Ben's wild fucking.
"I'm gonna eat you. Suck your cunt."
The young blonde's eyes flew open. She stared at Ben. "What
... what did you say?" she stammered.
Ben laughed at the stunned look on Sue's face. "I'm gonna do
a little muff-diving ... have a box lunch at the 'Y'."
"But Ben ... that's ... that's ...
"Dirty? You've got the weirdest ideas."
Although she loved sex, so far Sue had restricted herself to
fucking. A holdover from her mother's shame-filled attitude
toward sex held the girl back from anything more adventurous. But
now Ben was rolling over, crawling between her naked thighs.
"Wait! Stop!"
But Sue's struggles were only halfhearted. Having given in
to Ben's brutal mood of an hour ago, she found it easier to fall
in with his new plan.
"Come on, Suzy ... open up those sweet thighs," Ben urged.
He was gently pushing the girl's legs apart, baring her blonde
cunt.
"Oh, Ben ... I don't know," Sue quavered. But her legs
parted nevertheless. She realized how open and vulnerable she
felt with Ben staring straight up her lewdly displayed cunt.
And Ben was staring. It was daytime. The light in the room
was good. He found himself face to face with his girlfriend's
sweet snatch.
He'd never really looked at it, he realized. Now was the
time.
Ben folded Sue's pussy-lips back with his thumbs, one on each
fat pad. The slit in the center gleamed back at him. Drops of
sex juice ran down the pink gully. The delicate inner lips
splayed out to the sides.
Above him, Sue quivered. She didn't quite know what to
expect, but so far what Ben was doing to her felt good.
Ben was still staring. The puckered opening to Sue's vagina
was still slightly relaxed from his earlier fucking. Little pools
of milky juice had collected in the soft folds. Her lubricants
mixed with his cum.
For a moment Ben wondered if he really wanted to shove his
face against all that hairy wetness. Then he became aware of the
tantalizingly musky odor drifting up from Sue's cunt.
Staring past her belly, up through the deep valley between
her tits, he saw the look of strained anticipation on Sue's face.
"Oh, what the hell," Ben murmured. Without giving himself
another moment to think, he buried his face between Sue's soft
thighs.
Hair brushed past his cheeks. A moist heat enveloped his
mouth. And then his lips were opening, sucking in the heated
slickness of Sue's inner pussy flesh.
"Oh my God!" Sue wailed when Ben's tongue finally stabbed far
up into her waiting cunt. Her legs jerked out stiff on either
side of Ben's crouching body. Her stomach muscles sucked in
sharply.
Hey! Not bad! Ben realized as his mouth was flooded with
the sweet taste of Sue's cunt. Excited, he started sucking hard,
drawing smooth folds of cunt flesh deep into his mouth.
"Oh God! Aaaaahhhh! Uuuuhhhhhh! Too much!" Sue squealed.
To the inexperienced girl, it felt as if her cunt were being
bathed in sharp electric jolts. She squirmed, trying to twist
away from the sensual overload eating up her nerve endings.
But Ben calmed down. After his initial greediness, he
decided he was going to make it last for the girl. He wanted to
build her up. To see her grow hotter and hotter until she finally
exploded.
Ben stopped his sucking, and let Sue's cunt juice flow back
out of his mouth.
Then he began to use his tongue. Like an artist. Worming
the tip into the deepest recesses of the girl's pussy-slit.
Flicking it lightly over the tip of her rapidly swelling clitoris.
Stabbing at her convulsing vagina.
"Aaaaahhhh ... aaaahhhh ... aaaahhhhh," Sue moaned
deliriously. She had never imagined anything could feel so good.
Her body jerked and quivered. Her head thrashed back and forth on
her pillow.
"Ooooohhhhh, Ben ... why haven't you done this before?" she
babbled.
"Jesus, I tried," Ben said, coming up for air. "But you
thought it was too-"
Sue shut him up by reaching down and shoving his head back
between her thighs. She hated to have his mouth missing from her
shuddering cunt for even a moment.
"Aaaaaahhhhh," she sighed as she felt his tongue worm up into
her slit again. "Oooooohhhhhhh, Ben ... stick your tongue up my
cunt!"
Ben heard. Making his tongue as long and thick as possible,
he thrust it up Sue's cunt. Immediately, his mouth was flooded
with a new taste, more metallic than before.
Jesus! Sue's cunt was closing around his tongue. Milking at
it as if it were a cock!
Ben kept his tongue up inside Sue's cunt until it began to
cramp. When he pulled it out, Sue gave a groan of disappointment.
So he replaced his tongue with his finger, shoving it as far up
inside the tight moist tunnel as it would go.
This new delight drove Sue half-crazy. Now she had something
up her cunt, and at the same time Ben was lapping at her clit.
"Uuunnnnggggghhhh," the girl moaned.
Her hips rose off the bed. She was trying to shove her cunt
down Ben's throat. His free hand slipped down underneath her ass,
holding her there while his tongue worked at her clit.
There was no doubt the girl was going to cum soon. Her moans
had changed to an incoherent babble. Every muscle in her body was
straining. Time for the coup de grace.
Sucking Sue's clit deep into his mouth, Ben began to worry
the little nubbin with his teeth and tongue. Holding it trapped,
he pressed hard against it, nibbling, stabbing, sucking.
Sue went wild. Still straining upward, with most of her
weight on her heels and the back of her head, she reached down and
grabbed Ben's longish hair.
"Oooohhhhh, God! Whatever you do, don't stop!" she wailed.
"I'm ... I'm going to CUM!"
With all her strength, the wailing teenager jerked Ben's head
down tighter against her cunt. Suddenly he couldn't breathe.
Ben's nose, his mouth, everything was buried in hot slippery cunt
flesh. He knew he'd have to end it now or suffocate.
With desperate strength Ben began to lick upward, his tongue
pressing over Sue's trapped clit. He felt the hard little bud
flattening under his tongue thrusts. The surrounding inner labia
had swollen to thick, slick pads. Sue was on her way.
Ben had one last glimpse of the girl's face. Buried almost
up to his eyes in cunt, he stared between her quivering, bouncing
tits.
Sue's eyes met his for a moment. They were wild with lust.
Begging him to make her cum.
Then Sue's big blue eyes rolled back in her head. Her whole
body tensed. The girl's legs clamped so tightly around Ben's head
he thought his neck was going to break.
"YAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Sue shrieked.
Her body arched again, driving her cunt up against Ben's
slavering mouth. His neck creaked under the renewed strain.
Then a hot gush of sweet-smelling juices sprayed out of Sue's
cunt. Ben choked on the unexpected flood. Some he swallowed, but
a lot of it ran down his chin, into his neat little beard.
"Aaaahhhh ... aaaahhhhh ... oooohhhhhh!" Sue wailed below
him. She was struggling so hard that Ben had to circle his arms
around her thighs and buttocks to hold on. Her cunt was
fluttering wildly under his mouth. But still he kept on licking.
What a sexy little doll! Ben thought excitedly. The wild
power of Sue's response was turning him on. With his mouth still
full of her smooth hot cunt flesh, he started to get an erection.
His hand reached down to check. Yeah ... he was hard!
Suddenly Ben jerked his mouth away from Sue's cunt. She
whimpered when she felt her still-climaxing pussy deserted. But
not for long.
Wild with lust, Ben reared up above his writhing girlfriend.
He stared down at her for one long moment. At her desperately
pleading face. At her swollen, pink-nippled tits. But most of
all at the wide-open, moisture-gleaming expanse of her lewdly
splayed cunt.
"Comin' in, baby," he grunted. And falling forward, Ben
buried the full length of his rock-hard cock up inside Sue's
climaxing cunt.
"Uuummmmppppphhhhh!" she grunted. Then she was off again,
her orgasm renewed as Ben's cock flashed in and out of her
shuddering body.
Ben felt as if he were trying to hold down a wildcat. Sue
writhed and twisted below him. He had to hold her down by the
arms, struggling to keep his cock in her as she bucked mindlessly
below.
And then he was cumming too. Knowing that the girl was
already cumming, he made no effort to hold himself back. His
sperm jetted up into her belly just as she was slowly beginning to
wind down.
"Oh, Ben," Sue crooned, holding her climaxing lover down
tight against her body. As her own orgasm faded away, she
trembled with delight as she felt her lover's semen jetting up
into her cunt. At that moment she was totally Ben's. She would
have jumped off a building for him.
"God, but you're good for me, baby," Ben gasped out as he
rolled limply from Sue's sweat soaked body. He couldn't believe
he'd gotten it up so quickly, twice in a row.
Strangely, that lingering moment of love and trust was the
beginning of the end for Ben and Sue.
* * *
Later that afternoon, Sue learned that Ben gambled.
"You're lucky for me, Suzy," Ben said. "I think you can help
me out of a hole."
"What do you mean?" Sue asked.
They were sitting in the little living room. Ben was
steadily drinking. He'd been drinking for two hours.
"I've got myself in a bind. But half an hour's good luck
could wipe it all away."
"I don't understand what you're talking about," Sue said
vaguely. Her mind was elsewhere. When Ben started to mix himself
another drink, her face clouded.
"Do you have to drink so much?" she asked disappointedly.
"Yeah," he answered simply. "Holds me together."
The two of them had had bitter fights over Ben's drinking.
Like most alcoholics, Ben was very sensitive about it. But this
time he refused to rise to the bait.
"Hey! You're not listening," he said accusingly. "About my
problem."
"You're holding your problem in your hand," Sue said primly,
gesturing at his drink.
Ben began to get exasperated.
"How would you like to see me with a hole in my head?" he
asked. "Or with both legs broken?"
There was something so intense in his voice that Sue became
alarmed.
"Of course not," she said. "But why should that happen?"
"That's what I was trying to tell you. I'm in trouble."
"But what kind of thing could end up like that?"
Ben was silent a moment, staring moodily at Sue over the rim
of his glass.
"I'm in debt to some gamblers," he said finally. "Two
thousand bucks."
Sue was shocked. Her mother had drummed into her head the
evils of sex. She had overcome that. But her father had told her
horror stories about gambling and gamblers. They were still with
her.
"My God!" she burst out. "Two thousand dollars! How could
you?"
"It sure seemed easy at the time," Ben said wryly. "A little
good luck, a little more bad luck, and it began to add up. Jesus,
but I had a run of bad luck! I was five grand ahead at one time,
then the roof fell in."
Sue was too stunned to say anything.
"The problem is, the money is overdue. I've got an extension
until the end of the week. And then I'll either have to pay up or
they'll take it out of my hide."
"They wouldn't dare," Sue sputtered. "Gambling debts are
illegal. You'll just have to go to the police."
Ben sighed tiredly. "God, are you innocent. Half the cops
in town are being paid off by those bastards. I open my mouth,
they'll do more than bust me up. I'll wind up dead in an alley."
"You can't be serious!" Alarm showed in Sue's eyes.
"Serious as hell. I'm in trouble, baby, but I think I see a
way out."
"You ... you're going to pay them? You know some way to get
the money?"
"There's only one way I can get that kind of dough in a
couple of days," Ben said. "Lady Luck. And I think you're her."
"Me? What do you mean?" Sue had a vision of Ben trying to
get the money out of her father, through her. Not only would that
be impossible, but it would turn her parents permanently against
Ben. But she was in for an even greater shock.
"I'm going to make one last play at the tables," Ben said.
"With you next to me. You're lucky for me, baby. I know I can't
lose then!"
"What? You must be out of your mind! I'd never be a part of
a thing like that!"
"It's the only way," Ben said stubbornly. "I'm going to give
it a try whether you're with me or not."
"Oh, no ... Ben ..."
"Whether you're with me or not!" Ben repeated. Sue was ready
to refuse again, but had second thoughts. Maybe she was wrong.
Maybe she could help hold him steady if she were with him. But
gambling ... Sue had an image of a dimly lit room. Dirt and
stench and cigar smoke. Shifty wines rolling dice on the floor.
She shuddered all over. Instinct told her to say no. Love made
her say yes.
"P-promise me it'll be the last time," She quavered.
"Promise me you'll never gamble again."
Ben's face lit up. "I knew I could trust you."
Chapter 4
"Who's the blonde chick with Ben Jackson?"
Big Frank Hammer was leaning nonchalantly against a crap
table in his casino. The beautiful brunette to whom he'd just
spoken followed his gaze. Her eyes ran up and down Sue Ryan's
taut young body, appraising her coolly.
"You planning on taking away more than his money, Frank?" she
said, smiling slowly.
"That wouldn't be a bad plan, Glenda," Hammer mused. His
eyes raked over Sue's pleasing form.
"Fabulous pair of tits."
"You know ... she does look kind of familiar," Glenda said.
"I may have seen her picture somewhere. Maybe the society page.
Hold on. I'll find out."
Hammer watched Glenda move away across the crowded floor, her
lush hips swaying provocatively. Damn fine-looking woman. Then
he glanced over at Sue, at her blonde loveliness. What a kick it
would be to have both of them in bed at the same time.
After making a few inquiries, Glenda came swaying back.
Heads turned as she passed.
"I was right. It was the society page. When she got engaged
to Jackson. Her name's Sue. She's Henry Ryan's daughter. The
guy who runs that big brokerage firm downtown."
"No shit!" Hammer exclaimed. "How does a gutless asshole
like Ben Jackson rate that?"
"I think he brings out the mother instinct in young girls,"
Glenda said.
Hammer looked at her sharply. "How about you?" he demanded.
"Does he do anything for your mother instinct?"
"You should know better, Frank," Glenda replied coolly. "If
I were ever unlucky enough to be a mother, I'd eat my young."
"I'll bet you would," Hammer grinned. "That's why I keep you
around. In case I have any young that need eating."
"Like little Miss Ryan?"
"Could be," Hammer said thoughtfully. "That gorgeous little
hunk of ass might be useful someday."
"I'd love to play fun games with her awhile," Glenda said.
"I hate perfect little bitches like that. With their prim,
holier-than-thou manners."
Glenda's face hardened for a moment. Her stunning beauty
vanished under a mask of cold viciousness.
"You just hold yourself back until I give the word," Hammer
warned her.
Just then one of the pit bosses came up to Hammer. "That
Jackson guy's asking for more credit. Should I give it to him?"
he asked doubtfully.
Hammer hesitated a moment. His eyes were on Sue rather than
Ben. "Sure ... go ahead," he ordered. "Make it a limit of
another two grand."
The pit boss looked surprised. Hammer usually wasn't one to
give money away to a bad risk. But he shrugged his shoulders and
walked back to Ben. He'd learned a long time ago never to
question Big Frank Hammer.
* * *
Ben was tense as he watched the pit boss come back toward
him.
"It's okay, Mr. Jackson," the pit boss said. "Up to another
two thousand."
"There ... I told you!" Ben said excitedly, squeezing Sue's
arm. "I told you you'd bring me luck!"
"But what if you lose, Ben?" Sue asked. But her heart wasn't
in her question. Frankly, she was fascinated by the casino. It
wasn't at all like she'd imagined. Instead of dirt and stealth,
she was faced with glitter and liveliness.
"Everyone's so well dressed," she whispered to Ben. She had
wondered why he wanted to wear his tux.
"Sure ... it's a high-class place," Ben said, grinning
broadly. "Come on ... let's hit the tables."
Taking his stack of chips, Ben pushed toward the roulette
tables. "You try your luck," he told Sue.
"But I don't know what to do," she demurred. Nevertheless,
she played. Within a short time she was immersed in the gaming.
"Oh, Ben ... I didn't know it could be so much fun!" Sue
bubbled as she raked in a stack of chips.
"It sure as hell is ... especially when you're winning," Ben
said ruefully. "I told you you were lucky. Look! Your number's
come up again!"
Sue was indeed lucky. Over the next hour she won steadily,
until she and Ben were over a thousand dollars ahead. Even after
paying off the four thousand Ben was in hock to Hammer.
Worried, the pit boss sidled up to Hammer. "Hey, Frank!
That Jackson character's gettin' rich off your money!"
Hammer flicked the ash off his cigarette. "Let them win a
little more. Then peel 'em back until they're maybe three, four
hundred ahead. String 'em along."
Ben saw the pit boss talking to Hammer. "Hey, Frank!" he
called. "Afraid I'm going to win for once?" As usual, Ben had
been drinking. He was a little out of control.
Hammer walked over to Sue and Ben. He smiled, the picture of
urbanity. "Not at all, Ben," he said suavely. "It's good for the
image when somebody makes a killing. I'm glad to see you
winning."
Hammer looked inquisitively at Sue. "You haven't introduced
us," he reminded Ben.
"Oh ... yeah. Sue, this is Frank Hammer, the owner of this
joint. Frank, this is Sue Ryan, my fianc e."
"Delighted to meet you, Miss Ryan," Hammer said, bowing
slightly. "May I call you Sue?"
"Yes ... please," Sue stammered.
Hammer was looking straight into her eyes. Suddenly her legs
felt weak. There was an overpowering aura around Frank Hammer.
Of power, ruthlessness. A little flutter started in her belly. A
moist heat grew between her thighs.
Frank gave her another long look. Sue felt as if he were
probing into her soul. Into the darkest, most hidden parts of
her.
"Don't let me take you away from your gaming," he said
finally. "I hope you have good luck."
Stunned, surprised by her reaction to Hammer, Sue turned back
to the table. She didn't win very much after that. Finally, when
they were down to three or four hundred dollars, she suggested
they leave.
"Don' wanna." Ben said drunkenly. "Wanna win big."
Suddenly Sue felt disgust for Ben. "I did what you wanted,
didn't I? You got your money back. Now take me home or I'll go
by myself!"
Ben's mouth dropped open. Never before had Sue talked to him
this way. His bravado collapsed, and without a struggle, he took
her home.
"Don't you want to stay with me tonight?" he asked miserably.
"No. Go home and sleep it off."
Unhappily Ben drove home. His little house seemed cold and
empty. Ben was one of those unfortunate persons who can never
stand to be alone. Not even for a few hours. He had to drink
when he was alone. To kill the fear.
Opening another bottle of whiskey, Ben sat down by the phone.
He started calling women, not so much to try to get them to sleep
with him as to have someone feminine to talk to. But he always
ended up abusing them over the phone.
He was talking to a former girlfriend on the East Coast when
there was a knock on the door.
"Hold on, Doris," he muttered into the phone.
Ben nearly choked on his drink when he opened the door.
Glenda, from the casino, was standing on the porch, smiling softly
at him.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" she asked in her low
sultry voice.
"Huh? Oh, yeah ... sure. Come in," Ben muttered. His mind
was still in a drunken haze. When he had ushered Glenda in, he
quickly hung up the phone.
"Uuh ... what brings you here?" he asked lamely.
"You. I was watching you at the casino tonight. It occurred
to me I hardly know you. I'd like to do something about that."
Ben was stunned. Was he imagining it or was this beautiful
woman making a play for him? The mocking, sultry look in her eyes
suggested she was.
Ben's blood began to boil. His eyes swept up and down
Glenda's lush figure. God, what a build! She was bigger than
Sue. Fuller, more mature. Ben guessed she must be about twenty-
five. God, what a fuck she must be!
But then fear swept over him. Glenda was Big Frank Hammer's
girl. Fucking around with her would be like fucking around with
dynamite!
"Aren't you going to ask me to sit down?" Glenda asked.
"Sure ... sure ..."
Ben waved Glenda toward the couch. He started to sit down on
a nearby chair. But Glenda caught his hand and pulled him down
beside her.
"I was watching you tonight," she said as he sat stiffly
beside her. "I like your style."
Glenda had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. She
thought Ben Jackson was a gutless creep. Like Frank did. But he
did have a nice body. Maybe this wouldn't be too bad after all.
Trust Frank to know what he was doing.
"You don't seem happy that I'm here."
"Oh, no ... no ... I'm glad," Ben blurted. God he was glad!
But he was scared. Glenda was so close to him he could feel her
body heat. And smell her subtle perfume. She was leaning a
little toward him and he found himself staring down the scooped-
out neckline of her low-cut dress. What a woman! But she was
Frank Hammer's woman!
"Relax," Glenda purred. "I'm not going to bite."
Her hand was on his thigh. To Ben, it felt as if it were
burning right through his pantleg.
"You're a very handsome man," Glenda murmured in Ben's ear.
And she meant it.
But all Ben could think of was that her hand had shifted a
little. Now her fingertips were resting just over his cock.
Horrified, he felt his prick begin to grow inside his pants.
She'd notice!
She did. Glenda smiled. "Good. I thought you liked me,"
she said. She knew she was going to have to do it all herself.
Her hand moved another inch and gently squeezed Ben's cock through
his pants.
"Uuuunnnnggghhh," he grunted. He felt as if he were going to
cum in his pants. Incredible. Never before had a woman turned
him on so fast. Glenda exuded a kind of earthy sensuality that
would melt the balls of a brass monkey.
"You want me to suck it?" Glenda panted.
"Oh ... Jesus no!" Ben groaned. The hell with Frank Hammer.
He'd do anything to have Glenda touch his cock again.
She sensed it and boldly pulled down his zipper. Ben's
shorts tented up through the opening, pushed by his swelling cock.
"Why do men wear such silly underwear?" Glenda said.
Reaching in, she fished Ben's cock out through the open fly.
Ben stared down as Glenda's long slender fingers wrapped
around his cock. She slowly slid her hand up and down the meaty
shaft.
"Do you mind if I suck a little?" Glenda asked. She gave
Ben's cock another squeeze. Not a bad prick, she thought
approvingly. A little small, but well shaped.
"You want to suck it?" Ben panted. "Oh Christ ... how can a
guy answer a question like that. Suck it ... fuck it ... take it
home with you. Anything you want. Oh, God, but you're a gorgeous
woman!"
Smiling, Glenda got off the couch and knelt on the floor in
front of Ben. Her eyes were looking up at him, laughing, as she
stuck out her tongue and ran it slowly up and down the underside
of his cock.
"Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhh," Ben moaned. God! This incredible woman
was driving him nuts! He stared down to where her tongue was
tickling the underside of his massively swollen glans.
"Maybe I won't suck it. Maybe I'll just lick it," Glenda
said. "Like a popsicle."
Ben's cock was swelling larger and larger. The biggest he'd
ever seen it. God! What a day! This afternoon he'd taken Frank
Hammer's money! Now Frank's girl was sucking his cock!
Ben began to feel very good, very powerful. What a hell of
an easy conquest this Glenda was turning out to be. Even easier
than the dozens of coeds he'd seduced.
"Suck it, baby," he said boldly.
"Uh-uh. If I do you'll cum. And I've got other ideas for
your cock," Glenda said.
"No ... no ... suck it for just a minute," Ben pleaded.
Glenda shrugged. "Well, okay. But if you shoot off, it's
going to cheat you out of the best piece of ass you've ever had."
"Just for a minute," Ben repeated.
A moment later he watched Glenda's mouth open wide. His cock
disappeared inside.
"Oh, Jesus!" he moaned.
Glenda had one of the hottest, sexiest mouths he'd ever felt
wrapped around his prick. He could sense her tongue fluttering
against the underside of his ultra-sensitive glans as she sucked.
Automatically his hips bucked forward.
But Ben had pushed his luck too far, as usual. Suddenly he
knew he was going to cum. His cock began to buck and jerk up
inside Glenda's smoothly sucking mouth.
"Oh, no!" he groaned, trying to fight back the insistent
signals shuddering up from his drum-tight balls.
But it was Glenda who saved the day. As soon as she sensed
Ben was cumming, she pulled her mouth away from his cock. Her
thumb and forefinger instantly clamped around the tip of his
prick. Hard. Painfully.
"Ooooowwwwww!" Ben yelped. "Take it easy! You're gonna
pinch the damn thing in two!"
"Take it easy, Tiger," Glenda said acidly. "If you'll take
time to notice, you'll realize you're not cumming."
It was true. Glenda's sudden action had nipped Ben's orgasm
in the bud. His cock was shrinking a little, shocked from the
sharp pinch.
"Now, Junior," Glenda said, standing up. "I came over here
to get fucked. Either you're up to it or you're not. Is that the
bedroom in there?"
"Uuh ... yeah."
"I'm going in there. Alone. Give me five minutes. Then if
you still want to fuck, come in after me. Without your clothes
on."
Ben's eyes followed Glenda as she walked into the bedroom.
God, what a woman! She sure as hell knew how to walk. Really,
she wasn't any more beautiful than Sue. It was just that she knew
exactly what to do with what she had.
Ben wasn't used to having a woman take charge the way Glenda
had. It pissed him off a little. But he was anxious to see what
the hell she looked like underneath her clothes. Then he'd decide
if he wanted to fuck her.
Jesus! He hadn't had any strange tail since he'd gotten
involved with Sue! It was about time. But he sure as hell didn't
want to screw up a good deal like that. He'd just go in and look.
It would be fun to toss Glenda out after the haughty way she'd
treated him.
After the five minutes had passed, Ben went into the bedroom.
With his clothes on.
"My God!" he blurted out, stopping just inside the door.
Glenda was lying on the bed, on her back, completely naked.
He was staring up her crotch.
"Decided you didn't want to fuck?" she asked him dryly, her
hands casually folded behind her head.
"Oh, no ... no ... I mean yes!" Ben stammered.
He was suddenly struggling out of his clothes as he stared at
Glenda's cunt. God, what a juicy looking gash! The center slit
gleamed moistly at him, nestled between ruffs of dark brown pussy
hair.
The longer he stared the more his cock grew. He had trouble
working his shorts down over the swelling rod.
"I'm glad you didn't disappoint me," Glenda said. She held
her arms up to Ben. "Come down on the bed with me."
Ben let her pull him down, his cock jutting out from his body
like a fleshy stake. He ended up lying next to her. Her naked
thigh was pressed against his.
"Get me ready ... make me want to fuck you," she puffed into
his ear. "Suck my tits first. I love it."
All Ben had to do to suck Glenda's tits was roll over a
little. He reached out, scooping one of the big mounds toward his
mouth. It was warm and soft. The nipple was like a small brown
berry. He sucked it into his mouth and it very quickly became a
large brown berry.
"You like my tits?" Glenda asked.
Her breath was coming faster as Ben sucked on her nipple.
All he could do was grunt yes around his fleshy mouthful.
Shit yes, they were nice tits! Bigger than Sue's but not
quite as virgin solid. Softer, more mature, spilling out a little
to the sides with Glenda lying on her back. Ben sank his fingers
into the tit he wasn't sucking. The nipple on that one was
getting hard too.
"Oooohhhhh, yesssss ... suck hard," Glenda sighed. "Make it
hurt a little."
Ben noticed that she was sensuously stroking the undersides
of her tits as he played with the nipples. He felt himself
growing hotter and hotter.
With a groan of passion, Ben buried his face in the deep
valley between Glenda's cushiony tits. Almost as if he were
trying to smother himself.
Glenda seemed to like what he was doing. She guided his head
to her other tit. The one he hadn't sucked yet.
"They demand equal time," she panted.
There was no doubt about it. Glenda was getting hot too.
Ben could smell the rich juices gushing from her cunt.
Just as he was thinking about her snatch, she spoke again:
"Stick a finger up my box. Open me up. Get me ready for your
cock."
Ben's hand dived downward. God, her belly was already
quivering! His hands sorted its way through her thick pubic hair.
Suddenly one fingertip dipped down into her pussy-slit.
Juicy wet gash! Ben's finger slithered up and down the full
length of Glenda's hot slit. What a big cunt! So much bigger
than Sue's tight little trap.
But Ben got a surprise when he shoved his finger up inside
Glenda's vagina. He'd expected it to be big and meaty and loose,
like the rest of her cunt.
But the muscular inner walls closed greedily around his
finger. Jesus, she was tight inside! Like she had her cunt
trained!
Ben began to experiment. He shoved in another finger, and
another. Glenda's cunt gobbled them up, expanding just enough,
staying tight around the three drumming fingers. He had the
impression he could ram his whole fist up inside her and she'd be
just the same!
"Oh, yeah ... yeah ... now my clit. Poke at it a little,"
Glenda panted. Her hips were beginning to roll sensuously up
against Ben's hand. Excitedly he stabbed a finger down against
her clit.
Glenda flinched back. "Hey! Take it easy! It's not a
doorbell! Try a little technique!"
Ben gritted his teeth. Oh, was he going to fuck the hell out
of this bitchy broad! Right after he finished with her clit. It
was the biggest and longest he had ever run up against. He could
actually grip it between two fingertips and jack it off like a
cock.
Glenda went wild. "Oh, lover!" she cried. "I knew you were
going to do a good job! Pump it ... pump it! Make Momma hot!"
Ben massaged and jerked on Glenda's clit until she was
panting and moaning uncontrollably. The sarcastic look had
disappeared from her face. Her eyes were hot and dark, begging
him.
"Now ... now ... fuck me!" Glenda cried. "Stick your cock in
me! Ram it in all the way!"
Just the words Ben wanted to hear. His cock was so hard it
hurt. He needed to soak it in warm wet cunt.
Wasting no more time, he climbed between Glenda's lewdly
spread thighs. Kneeling, he was ready to pound his cock up into
her lush body. But for a moment he was unable to move.
What a cunt! Ben had been fucking into Sue's little blonde
gash for so long he'd forgotten what a brunette looked like. He
stared down at Glenda's juice-dripping pussy. The full, heavy
outer lips were gaping open a little, giving him a glimpse of the
shiny pink slit inside. Her long clit protruded a little from its
fleshy covering. Her cunt hair was soaked with her gushing pussy
juices.
But what Ben was after was Glenda's cunt. He peeled her
pussy-lips back, baring the wet, pulsing hole. Little drops of
juice squeezed out of its depths as the inner muscles worked.
"I'm gonna fuck you, cunt!" Ben gritted suddenly from between
clenched teeth. He couldn't wait a moment longer.
"Oh, yes ... shove it all the way up to my tonsils!" Glenda
gasped. "Make me howl like a bitch in heat!"
One thing Ben had to say about Glenda. When she was ready to
fuck, she didn't beat around the bush. Urged on by her lewd
words, he stuffed his cock up into her cunt.
She gobbled his cock up just like she'd gobbled his fingers.
Her pussy-channel literally sucked him into her.
"Aaaarrrrggggg!" he moaned as his balls slapped against her
lush ass. He was in as far as he could go. And it felt as if
Glenda could take another yard of cock.
Not that she was loose inside. Her cunt-walls clasped around
his trapped cock like a mousetrap. For a moment he couldn't move
inside her, but then the inner muscles suddenly relaxed a little.
"Fuck me slow at first," Glenda said. She was looking up at him,
a sensuous smile on her lovely face. Her dark eyes were
glittering with passion.
Glenda put her hands on Ben's hips and helped set the tempo.
As his cock ground into her cunt, Glenda's hips worked slowly
beneath him. God! It was like fucking into a vacuum pump! The
smiling woman's cunt-muscles were steadily massaging his cock.
Even as it moved in and out of her vagina!
This was shaping up as definitely the best fuck Ben had ever
had. He wondered how long it took Glenda to cum. She sure as
hell looked like she was getting hotter. That smug smile on her
face was fading, replaced by a look of helpless lust.
"C-Can you hold on awhile longer? Keep from cumming?" she
asked. The way the panting woman's stomach muscles were
shuddering, Ben didn't think she could last much longer herself.
"Hang on, baby," he said. "I'll make sure you get it off."
Ben started fucking hard into the moaning woman, but she
stopped.
"No ... no ... I like to do it myself," she told him. "Let
me ... let me get on top."
Surprised, Ben let Glenda roll out from underneath him. Both
of them flinched when his cock popped out of her cunt. They both
wanted to get it back in as fast as possible.
"Lie down on your back," Glenda ordered.
Ben did, and she climbed over him, straddling his loins. His
cock thrust upward in front of her belly like a lance.
Raising up a little, Glenda poised her brown-furred cunt
right over the bone-hard cock. The fingers of one hand guided it
up into her waiting pussy.
"Aaaaahhhhh," they both sighed as once again Ben's cock was
surrounded by steaming-hot pussy flesh. Glenda held still a
moment, obviously getting herself together.
"Just lie there. Let me do it all," Glenda said.
Which was all right with Ben, because she immediately began
doing amazing things with her cunt.
First she ran it slowly up and down the length of his cock a
few times, as if she were getting the range. Then she began to
pound down hard. She would raise her ass up high, as high as she
could without having Ben's cock slide out of her cunt. Then she
would slam her body down. Ben's cock was driven far up inside her
cunt.
Glenda began to fuck faster and faster. Her eyes were shut
tightly, her lips pouting open a little. Ben had never seen a
look of such lust on a woman's face. Clearly she was getting just
what she wanted.
And so was he. Her cunt was clasping as tightly around his
cock as ever. He watched her heavy tits bounce and sway as she
moved wildly above him. She was leaning a little forward, so he
stretched his neck upward and started sucking on her tits. First
one and then the other. The nipples were swollen as hard as
pebbles.
This new assault drove Glenda crazy. "Oooohhhh ... ooohhh
... aaaaaahhhhh!" she moaned.
The motion of her hips changed. Instead of working straight
up and down, they began to slide furiously back and forth. Her
cunt-lips splayed out over Ben's loins. She was rubbing her clit
against the bushy tangle of his pubic hair.
Ben knew he couldn't hold off any longer. He was going to
cum. The way Glenda's cunt was sawing on his cock, making it jerk
and slide up inside her steaming hole, was just too much.
But he wanted her to cum too. Just to prove himself. So he
reached down and worked his thumb in between their grinding
groins, searching out her clit. He found it, slippery with cunt
juice.
Using the soft pad of his thumb, he began to pummel her clit
rapidly back and forth. Glenda's entire body shuddered with
pleasure. Her eyes flew open, wide and staring.
Suddenly Glenda's head flew back. Her body arched, thrusting
her big tits out.
"Aaaaaiiiyyyy! I'm going to cum ... cuuummm ...
AAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!"
Glenda's cunt went crazy, sucking and jerking around Ben's
cock. Even if he hadn't already been about to cum, this would
have put him over the edge.
"Aaaarrgggghhhhhh!" he moaned. He felt like a volcano
erupting as the sperm spewed up out of his cock and flooded deep
into Glenda's cunt. She seemed to get even wilder as she felt the
hot jets streaming up into her snatch.
"Oh, yes ... fill me with your hot jizz!" she wailed. "God,
how I love cum!"
Ben sank his fingers deep into Glenda's soft hips, holding
her down against him. They strained together, their bodies
bucking and jerking, until at last they collapsed into a sweating
heap.
"Not bad ... not bad," Glenda said smugly when she had gotten
her breath back. "I'm glad I decided to come over here."
"Just what made you decide?" Ben asked. His ego was ready to
be stroked. He felt all man after experiencing Glenda's reaction
to his cock. He didn't know she was always this wild. Once she
got started.
"I liked the way you were playing the tables," Glenda said.
"You were really raking it in. But what I can't understand is why
the hell you left when you were doing so well!"
Ben made a sour face. "I had to take my ... my friend home,"
he said.
"Too bad. I'd have liked seeing you rip Frank off for a
bundle."
"But ... I thought you were Frank's girl?" Ben said in
surprise. "Why would you want me to rip him off?"
"Let's get something straight," Glenda said. Her face was
taut, almost angry. "I work for Frank Hammer. Sure, we fuck now
and then, but I'm an employee. On my own time I do what I want.
Frankly," she admitted wryly, "I'm there to please the customers.
Kind of a high-class whore. Don't sweat my being here. You're a
customer, and a good one. Frank wouldn't mind my balling you at
all."
"No kidding," Ben said. It was slowly becoming clear to him
that he might be able to fuck this gorgeous exciting woman again.
And again and again. With Sue as his wife and Glenda on the side,
life would be very rosy.
"You sound like you're a little pissed off at Frank," he said
cautiously.
"The big bastard treats me like a slave. That's why I was
wishing you'd make a big score today."
"Well, like I said, I had to take my friend home."
"Hey! Let's do it!" Glenda said excitedly. "Let's go back
to the casino. I know which games really pay off. I'll help you
bet. We can really score big!"
Glenda's manner had become open and enthusiastic. Like a
happy schoolgirl. Ben proudly put it down to the effects of his
masterful cock-work.
"Well ... I don't know," he said.
"Where's your balls?" Glenda asked, suddenly contemptuous.
"I thought you were a real man."
"Hey ... I didn't say I wouldn't go," Ben squeaked. He was
hooked.
"Well, come on, then," Glenda said excitedly, getting up and
pulling on her clothes. "We'll make a bundle."
Chapter 5
By dawn Ben was more than five thousand dollars down. As the
alcohol fumes cleared from his head, he knew he'd been suckered.
Glenda's smile turned more and more into a sneer. Finally, she
took the last of the chips and tossed them back.
"You're a born loser, kid," she said. Hips swaying
provocatively, she walked over to Frank and put her arm
possessively on his shoulder. Frank was smiling coolly.
Ben stood staring down at the table. Staring at his stack of
markers. Then he looked up at Glenda.
"Why?" he cried. "Why?"
"For fun," she replied. "Thanks for the fuck. Too bad your
cock's so small."
Totally beaten, Ben crept home with his tail between his
legs. In his little living room, he poured himself a drink and
sat meditating on Frank's warning.
"Pay me in a week or buy some crutches," Frank had said in
his deadly, flat voice.
"Oh, Jesus ... I'm finished!" Ben sobbed into his drink. He
sat in the living room for the rest of the day, full of despair,
not even answering the phone.
Ben was silently, soddenly drunk by the time Sue came over.
She had begun to worry about him. She'd called several times but
there had been no answer. She let herself in with her own key.
"Ben ... what's the matter?" she cried when she saw his
blank, hopeless face.
"I'm finished," he muttered. His voice was steady enough.
The only way Sue could tell he was drunk was by his eyes.
"What do you mean, finished? I thought we cleared all that
up yesterday."
Ben didn't even try to lie. "I went back," he said slowly.
"I lost. I dug myself a hole I'll never get out of."
"Ben!" Sue was shocked. My God! It had all been for
nothing.
"We'll ... we'll have to do it again," she said bravely.
"Not a chance. Hammer says he won't let me near the place
until I've paid him."
"Then I'll go by myself."
"Good luck. He'll eat you up just like he ate me."
"Don't you even care? Are you just going to sit there?" Sue
asked in exasperation. Full of youthful energy, she ached to do
something. Ben's alcohol-soaked brain had lost all powers of
resistance.
"I'll ... I'll go talk to Mr. Hammer," Sue gulped. "I don't
think he's really a bad man."
"Oh, Jesus, you're incredible," Ben snorted hopelessly.
Sue stuck out her chin. "Well ... I'm going to give it a try
anyhow. Don't you have anything to say to encourage me?"
Ben looked thoughtfully into his glass. "Shut the door on
your way out," he said finally.
"Ooohhh ... you ... you ..."
Sue slammed out of the house. She was tempted to let Ben
stew in his own juice. But even though she was fast losing
respect for Ben, he was, after all, her lover. Even more
important, he was her first lover. The first to shove a cock up
into her virgin cunt. Sue hadn't yet learned how many cocks there
were in the world. How easy it was to switch from one to another.
She loved Ben, she'd help him. But there were other reasons
that drew her back to Frank Hammer's casino. Yesterday she had
found there a strange excitement that was new to her.
Part of it was the gambling. The tension, the fear that
vanished into triumph when a big pot was won. The feeling of
challenging life.
And of course, there was Frank Hammer. Sue had put out of
her mind her strange reaction to Frank Hammer. But her body
remembered. Remembered the hot thrill that had run through it as
it toyed for a moment with the thought of him making love to her.
Going to the bank, she drew out her savings - five hundred
dollars. Then she drove to the casino.
"Well ... look who's here," Glenda said to Frank when Sue
came into the gaming room. The little blonde was looking around
helplessly, very vulnerable at the moment.
"I think I'll go over and see what I can do for her," Frank
said with an inscrutable smile.
"What are you up to, anyhow, you sneaky bastard?" Glenda
asked him with an answering smile. "Could you just be trying to
get into that little broad's pants?"
"An interesting question. You figure out the answer. But
think about one thing. Would I risk five grand on that Jackson
asshole just for a piece of ass? Or would I? Looks like a pretty
nice little piece of ass."
Leaving Glenda to puzzle it out, Hammer walked over to Sue.
"Have you become an addict already?" he asked her, smiling.
"I ... I want to help Ben out. He's ... lost some more
money, hasn't he?"
Frank looked sad. "I'm afraid so, Sue."
"Would you, could you just kind of ... forget it?" Sue asked
without really expecting him to agree.
Frank shrugged helplessly. "Unfortunately, no. I have ...
other partners, who wouldn't like that at all. You understand?"
Sue thought she did. The Mafia. She shuddered as she
thought about what was in store for Ben.
"Do you mind if I play?" she asked.
"No, of course not. Go ahead. Anything you need, just ask."
Sue turned and went to the tables. Considering what a threat
Hammer was to Ben, she wondered why she found it so thrilling to
talk to him. There was an underlying threat to the man that both
repelled and attracted her.
Under orders from Hammer, the croupier at the roulette wheel
let Sue win for a while. A shill was sent to encourage her to bet
wildly.
Very suddenly Sue hit a losing streak. Her money vanished.
"Just a bad run," the shill, a middle-aged woman said. "With the
kind of luck you've been having, you could get it back in a few
more tries."
So Sue went to Hammer to ask for a loan. Like she had seen
Ben do.
"Sure," he said. "You're good for it."
After that, a nightmarish disaster slowly wrapped itself
around Sue. She lost and lost. Worst of all, the gambling fever
had gained complete control of her. She knew, she was sure the
next spin of the wheel would signal the change in her luck. But
it didn't. She signed more and more markers, without even paying
attention to how much they were for.
Finally the pit boss held up a palm when she went to him for
more money. "You're in too deep," he told her. "You'll have to
put up some collateral before we advance you any more."
"Too deep? How much have I spent?"
"Three thousand dollars."
Sue was stunned. Her world fell in ruins around her feet.
Three thousand dollars! How could it have happened so fast?
She went straight to Frank Hammer. "I ... there's been some
kind of mistake," she blurted out. "That man said I owe you three
thousand dollars."
"That's right," Hammer said amusedly. "Are you ready to pay
it?"
"But ... I could never get my hands on that kind of money!"
Sue said in a small shocked voice.
Hammer's face grew hard. "I'm afraid you'll have to. I'm
not a charity. Between Jackson and you, you owe me eight thousand
bucks."
"But ... but ... it's not right!
"Oh, isn't it?" Hammer said acidly. "You'd walk out of here
smiling if you'd won my money, wouldn't you? Now it's my turn to
smile. When can you pay? By the weekend?"
"Oh, no, I just couldn't!"
"You know what happens to welchers in this business, don't
you?" Hammer said coldly.
"You ... you wouldn't!" Sue said, the color draining from her
face.
"Work you over? Probably not necessary in your case. That
creep Jackson we'll have to make an example of. He'll be in the
hospital for a long time. But we won't have much trouble getting
the whole three thousand in your case."
"What do you mean?" Sue asked, mystified.
"We'll just ask your father for it."
"No!"
Sue was horrified. She'd rather be beaten up than have her
parents know.
"Or maybe we'll ask his investors if they know what kind of
daughter he has."
"You wouldn't do a thing like that! You'd ruin him!"
"Too bad."
"But isn't there some other way I could repay?" Sue asked
desperately. "By the month?"
Frank looked thoughtful. "There might be one way," he said.
"How? I'll do anything!" Sue burst out.
Hammer smiled. Almost leered. "You may have to," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"You can work it off. Here in the club. Entertain some of
my customers."
"Entertain?" Sue's face was white.
"You know what I mean," Hammer said. "With a body like yours
you could work off your debt in a couple of months."
"I could never do that," Sue said with a shudder.
"Then I go to your old man."
Tears started to roll down Sue's cheeks. She knew she was
beaten. Her Christian upbringing told her she had sinned and must
pay for it. But this way? She doubted she could do it.
Hammer saw that he was pushing the girl too far too fast. He
had to let up the pressure.
"Tell you what. Maybe you can work it off just with me.
Come on into the back room with me. We'll give it a try."
When he saw Sue hesitating, he put on the screws again. "You
have five seconds to decide!" he rapped out. Taking her hand, he
started tugging her toward a door.
Sue was too confused to resist. A minute later she found
herself in a luxurious room behind Hammer's private office. It
was softly lighted. The furniture was rich and comfortable-
looking.
A huge couch lay along one wall.
Oh, God, he wanted her to fuck him! Sue realized. She was
expected to pay off!
"Okay, baby, let's see what I'm buying," Hammer said.
"What ...?"
"Take 'em off. Get out of your clothes. I want to see the
eight-thousand-dollar body I've invested in."
Sue was unable to move. She knew she had to do what Hammer
asked. If she didn't, he'd ruin her, ruin her father, and have
Ben beaten up. Only a little while ago she'd thought she was
attracted to Frank Hammer. But the very ruthlessness that had
intrigued her now filled her with fear and loathing. He wanted
her for a plaything, nothing more. A slave.
Hammer could tell from the look on Sue's face that she was
beaten. No matter what he did to her now, he'd never have to pay
for it. She'd never talk. He might as well have some fun.
"By God, if you won't strip, I'll help you!" he suddenly
snarled.
Striding forward, Hammer caught the top of Sue's light summer
dress with one big meaty hand. He jerked down. The dress tore
all the way down to her waist.
Sue tried to struggle free, but Hammer held on to her dress.
He tugged again, spinning her around. The rest of the dress was
ripped from her body. Sue stood half-naked before the grinning
Hammer, wearing only her panties and bra.
"Stop! Stop!" she screamed. "I won't let you do this to
me!"
"Oh? What're you going to do?" Hammer sneered. "Scream?
Nobody'll hear you. This room is soundproof."
As if to prove his point, he grabbed the cringing girl's arm
and spun her around. He ripped loose the catch of her bra. Sue
desperately clutched the torn strip to her tits, not wanting to
let go.
But Hammer snatched one end and pulled the bra from her. Sue
was left naked to the waist, trying to cover her tits with her
hands.
"Now ... the panties. Even if I have to knock you down,"
Hammer growled.
Sue knew she was beaten. Now all she wanted to do was avoid
more violence. "No! Please, don't touch me!" she pleaded. "I'll
... I'll take them off."
Blushing with shame, Sue took her hands from her tits and
hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She had to
lean forward to take them off. Her solid young tits peeped out
between her tightly clamped-together upper arms, the nipples like
little pink targets.
Finally Sue straightened up, completely nude. She forced
herself to stand with her hands at her sides. All of her naked
body was visible to Hammer.
"Say," he said admiringly. "Maybe I'm not making such a bad
deal after all."
For almost a minute he stood staring at the shame-filled
girl's nude body. Her tits were all he'd expected. They swelled
proudly out from her slender rib cage, firm, smooth, perfectly
shaped. Sue was standing with her legs pressed tightly together.
All Hammer could see of her cunt was a burst of fluffy blonde cunt
hair. But he knew he'd be seeing more soon.
"How come you wasted yourself on the zero, Jackson?" he asked
Sue.
She stood facing him, mute, all pink and gold and ivory. She
tried her best not to think.
"Now it's time for you to see what you're getting," Hammer
smirked.
He began taking off his clothes. Sue didn't want to watch
but couldn't help it. Her eyes were drawn as if by a magnet.
To her horror, the frightened girl found herself admiring
Frank Hammer's broad, powerful chest. For the first time she
realized how soft and weak Ben really was.
But she got her biggest shock when he took off his pants.
Hammer tossed his trousers onto a chair. Sue's eyes were locked
on his loins as he bent down and stripped off his shorts. Then he
straightened up.
My God! He had the biggest cock Sue had ever seen! Or even
imagined!
Still only half-hard, Hammer's cock dangled alongside one
powerful thigh. Below it, hairy and wrinkled, hung his huge
balls. Sue could see the blood starting to pound into his immense
organ as he started slowly toward her.
God! He wanted to fuck her with that huge thing! He wanted
to shove it up into her nineteen-year-old cunt. Impossible! It
would split her in two!
"D-Don't come near me," Sue pleaded, her hands held out
defensively as Hammer moved closer.
He easily evaded her grasp, took her in his arms and jerked
her close against his naked body.
"God damn! Your skin's like velvet!" he exclaimed.
Sue was intensely aware of his huge cock pressing painfully
into her belly.
"C'mere!" he grunted, and mashed his lips down on hers.
"Mmmmmpppphhhhh!" Sue choked out.
Hammer's tongue was filling her mouth, worming past her soft
lips. He held her for a long time, until Sue thought she was
going to pass out from lack of air.
And all the time his cock was growing larger and larger,
pressing against her belly.
Finally Hammer pulled back. His hands began to roam over
Sue's cringing body.
"Fantastic tits ... fantastic!" he kept repeating. His
powerful fingers were kneading the cushiony mounds, digging into
the flesh. Sue felt defiled, used.
Then Frank's hand was running down over her belly ... sliding
across her softly curved loins.
It was heading for her cunt!
"No ... no ..." Sue gasped. She had an image of his finger
sinking abruptly up into her tender pussy. Now that she was
actually faced with it, the shame seemed too much to bear.
Sue was so busy defending her cunt that she lost her balance.
Legs pressed tightly together, she teetered for a moment. Hammer
took immediate advantage of her precarious position.
"Take a load off your feet, kid," he said. Placing one big
hand between her tits, he pushed.
Sue tottered backward, struggling for balance. Then the edge
of the big couch caught her behind the knees.
"Oh!" she yelped, and sprawled across the couch. It was more
bed than couch. There was plenty of room for her to lie across it
full length.
As she fell, Sue's naked legs scissored open, fighting for
balance. With her thighs gaping, she suddenly realized her cunt
was unprotected. Desperately she struggled to close her legs.
But she was too late.
"Comin' in!" Hammer crowed.
Diving forward, he wedged his powerful body between the
stunned girl's shapely thighs. His hands clamped into her flesh,
holding her down.
Sue tried to struggle but it was no use. Frank Hammer was
too strong. Sue lay back panting, too tired for the moment to
move.
"God! What a sweet little box!" Hammer burst out. He was
staring straight down into Sue's splayed-open cunt. The plump
lips curved sweetly up at him, framed by Sue's soft blonde cunt
hair.
"Any man who'd fuck that ought to have his tongue cut out,"
Hammer chuckled. "So sweet and tender."
"Oh ... oh ... what are you going to do?" Sue wailed.
"Don't sweat it, chick. I'm gonna do you a favor," Hammer
said amusedly. "I'm gonna eat your snatch out!"
Oh God, no! Sue thought in horror. Not that! It would be
bad enough if he fucked her ... raped her. But what he intended
doing was too personal, too special. She had done it only once in
her young life, and that was with the man she loved.
But there was nothing she could do. Hammer placed a thumb on
each of her chubby cunt-lips. Slowly, deliberately, he spread
them open. The bright-pink gash inside was bared to him.
"Mmmmmnnnn, full of honey," Hammer said. Tiny drops of cunt
juice had collected inside the girl's pussy-slit. Fear seemed to
be causing a reaction in the girl's body.
"Oh ... please don't. Please let me go. I ... I've changed
my mind. You can tell my father. We'll get you the money. All
eight thousand dollars."
"Eight thousand bucks is chicken feed when I got a cute
little cunt like yours staring me in the face," Hammer said. "I'm
gonna eat it like a piece of pie!"
Suddenly Hammer buried his face between the cringing girl's
thighs. His mouth smacked against her open cunt. An instant
later his tongue was lashing up and down the full length of her
pussy-slit.
"Uuunnnnnngggghhhh!" Sue grunted. Her whole body jerked as
she felt her pussy assaulted. It felt like a hot moist suction
pump had suddenly attached itself to her cunt.
"Unnhh ... aaaahhhh ... uummppphhhh," the straining girl
panted as she tried to struggle free.
But it was no use. Hammer's fingers only dug deeper into her
thighs. She fell back and relaxed as much as she could with a
man's busy mouth working hotly up between her thighs.
"Terrible ... terrible," Sue sobbed. But was it? Now that
she had stopped struggling, she was becoming intensely aware of
the feelings radiating up from her mouth-mauled cunt.
Sue found herself squirming on the couch. Not so much to get
away, but just squirming. Helplessly.
She couldn't help it. Her body was reacting on its own. My
God! What was he doing now?
"Ooooooohhhhhhh," Sue moaned helplessly as Hammer shoved his
tongue far up into her cunt.
Her legs twitched, jerking on the couch next to Hammer's
body.
"Oooohhhh ... aaaaaahhhhh ..."
Now his tongue had climbed up her pussy-slit. It was probing
at her sensitive little clit. Sue's belly spasmed. It felt as if
he were eating her alive! Which was another way of saying it felt
good.
"Oh, no ..." Sue moaned as she lay splayed out on the bed,
pinned down by Hammer's muscular form.
It was bad enough to be held down by Hammer's superior
strength, forced to submit to his lewd cunt-tonguing. But to
admit that it actually felt good! That was too much!
"Oh, no ..." Sue sobbed out again.
There was no doubt about it. Frank's tongue in her cunt was
forcing little thrills of pleasure to ripple through her quivering
flesh. She tried to struggle against it, but it was no use. Her
legs were thrust out straight on each side of Frank, quivering not
with pain, but with delight.
"Aaaaahhhhhh ..."
Sue's belly started to quiver. A hot bolt of pure pleasure
shot through her cunt as Frank once again stabbed his tongue
against her clit.
If he hadn't had a mouth full of cunt, Frank would have
laughed. Jesus! What a hot little bitch! he thought. She was
loving it!
So he had been right the day before, when he had interpreted
Sue's reaction to meeting him. He had thought then that he saw a
flicker of interest in her big blue eyes. Now there was no doubt.
This little bitch was made for sex! God damn! Give him another
five minutes and he'd have her begging for more!
Splaying his tongue flat, he started running it the full
length of her pussy-slit, lapping like a dog.
Each hot swipe started far down, between the fleshy hills of
the girl's taut ass-cheeks. Frank's tongue swept past her
asshole, tickling the tiny puckered ring. Then dug into her
pussy-opening, tasting the hot fluids bubbling out there. Higher,
through the narrowing channel until it slurped against Sue's
rapidly swelling clitoris.
"Ooooohhhhhh," Sue moaned loudly.
There was no way now she could pretend she didn't like what
was happening to her. God, she loved it! At least her body did.
The trapped girl's mind still screamed outrage as she lay pinned
helplessly beneath Hammer's greater strength. If he didn't have
so much to hang over her head, she wouldn't have been in here in
the first place.
But the very helplessness of her position began to act on the
girl's mind. The same perverted sensations that had made her pant
with pleasure when Ben fucked her so brutally from behind were
working on her again.
Oh, God, it felt good! Why not just give in?
"Mmmmm ... aaaahhhh ... yes ... yes ... suck my cunt!" Sue
suddenly burst out. Her hands, which had been trying to push
Frank's head away from her shuddering crotch, suddenly tangled in
his hair.
"Stick your tongue up my twat!" Sue babbled mindlessly as she
jammed Hammer's face down hard against her gushing pussy.
Hammer was taken by surprise. Choking and spluttering, his
mouth full of hot slippery cunt flesh, he fought to get his
breath. Then he smiled against the writhing wetness under his
lips. By God, the girl was his - to do with as he wanted!
"Ooooohhhh, God! Yes ... yes ... it feels so good! Stick
something up my cunt!" Sue panted.
A tiny corner of her mind knew she had thrown her soul away,
but it no longer mattered. All that mattered was the sweet bliss
being licked into her pussy.
"You want something up your cunt?" Frank snickered as he
pulled his head from between Sue's shuddering thighs. "I got just
the thing you need."
"Oh ... don't stop! It feels so good!" Sue panted.
She hardly knew what she was saying. She stared up at
Hammer's grinning face. His cheeks were wet and shiny with her
cunt juices. She wondered why he had stopped eating her.
Then she saw it. Hammer had gotten up on his knees, still
between her legs. Her gaze flicked down his body to his loins,
where his hands were cradling something impossibly big and heavy.
His cock! My God! Sue thought. She had thought it was big
before. Excited by his licking of her tender young cunt, the huge
organ had swollen to incredible size.
Sue swallowed nervously. A measure of sanity returned to her
fevered brain. Yes, she wanted to be fucked ... her cunt begged
to be filled. But ... but ...
That obscene instrument would never fit!
"No ... no ... it's too big," Sue whimpered as Hammer moved
in close between her thighs. "You'll ... you'll hurt me."
"You'd be surprised what a cunt can take, baby,"
Hammer growled. "And if you think I'm stopping now ..."
Sue realized it was no use. She watched the impossibly broad
head of Hammer's cock approach her terrified cunt. His fingers
guided it in, until the bulbous tip was shoved against the opening
to her vagina.
But it didn't go in. It couldn't.
"Hey, you are tight," Hammer exclaimed. He pushed a little,
but nothing gave except the head of his cock. It mushroomed out a
little more.
"Got to get it wet," he grunted. He spit on his fingertips
and sluiced them around in Sue's already gushing pussy-slit. The
resulting mixture he spread liberally over the first third of his
cock. Only then did he start pushing again.
"No! No! It hurts!" Sue wailed. It felt as if someone were
trying to ram a tree trunk up her cunt.
But Hammer didn't give up. He kept pushing. He watched his
cock-tip flatten out a little more. And then there was a slight
giving of the taut muscles that were trying to keep him out of
Sue's cringing cunt.
He was inside a little. He saw the girl's pussy-lips spread
apart. Soft pink flesh was driven slowly up inside her snatch.
"AAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! You're killing me!" Sue shrieked.
But it was no use. Frank kept up the pressure. His cock
slid in another two inches. He pulled it out a little, letting
more lubrication gush from the girl's painfully stretched cunt.
"Oh, Jesus, baby, but you feel good!" Frank groaned.
Never had a cunt fit so tightly around his throbbing rod. He
was in almost all the way. Sue's crotch was spread out in front
of him. Her pink gash was stuffed full of his prick.
"You're splitting me in two!" Sue screamed.
Actually, now that Frank was in all the way, the pain wasn't
so bad. He had stopped moving. His immense cock lay in her cunt
like a huge snake.
Never in her life had the young girl been so filled. Ben's
cock hadn't prepared her for this. She could feel every ridge and
vein on Frank's rock-hard prick.
Frank grinned down at her. "Tell me if you like this, baby,"
he said. And he flexed the head of his cock deep down inside her
cunt.
"Ooooohhhhhh," Sue moaned. It hurt. Not as much as before,
when he had been ramming his rod up into her aching snatch. But
it still hurt.
Oddly enough it felt kind of good too. Sue was aware of a
faint wash of pleasure in the background. Automatically her body
hunted for that new feeling.
"Mmmmmmmmm ..." Yes. It did feel kind of good. And it was
getting better and better.
"You're starting to like it, aren't you?" Frank asked
suddenly.
Sue looked up at him in surprise. Immediately her lips
clamped shut. She'd be damned if she'd let him know!
But Frank knew. He started moving his cock slowly in and out
of Sue's snug cunt. It hurt slightly at first, but she quickly
became used to it. Without her realizing it, her hips began to
fuck back, anticipating each slow thrust.
Without any warning, Frank stopped the motion of his hips.
Sue found her ass rising up off the couch, seeking out his cock,
trying to urge it back up into her cunt.
"Tell me you don't like it now," Frank laughed.
"All right ... all right!" Sue panted. "I like it. Yes ...
fuck me! Fuck your big cock into my cunt!"
"I read you right from the start," Frank said triumphantly.
"You're one hot bitch."
He stared down at the panting girl. Her eyes stared back at
him, flooded with a mixture of hate and lust. Her chest was
heaving. Her firm young tits jerked up and down.
"Okay, cunt," he snarled suddenly. "Hang on for a ride!"
A snarl twisted Frank's features. Digging his hands into
Sue's hips, he rammed his cock far up into her cunt, as hard as he
could. His eyes searched for signs of pain and fear on the girl's
lovely young face.
He saw only a moment's surprise. Then the girl's mouth
opened and she began to squeal and moan with pleasure.
"Faster," she panted. "Fuck me harder! Shove your God
damned cock all the way up to my throat! Screw it into me! Make
me cum! Oh, God yes! Make me cum!"
Sue was as surprised as Hammer to hear the obscene
encouragements pouring out of her mouth. Oh God yes! She needed
this! She needed to be used and abused like a dirty whore. This
was the only way her filthy lusts could ever be completely
satisfied!
Frank found he had his hands full. Sue writhed and bucked
wildly beneath him. Her cunt urged him deeper and deeper into its
slick depths.
"Oh ... yes ... yes, you fucking cocksucker ... I'm going to
cum!" Sue wailed as she pounded her cunt up against his driving
cock. "I ... I can feel it starting! I ... AAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Sue went crazy. The wildest orgasm of her life ripped
through her cunt. Her neck arched back, digging the top of her
head into the couch. Her blonde hair fanned out to the sides,
framing the wild grimace of release that distorted her innocent
young face.
Frank let himself go. His orgasm, which he'd had to fight to
hold back all the time his cock had been slipping in and out of
Sue's tight little cunt, burst loose.
"Soak it up, you hot little cunt!" he snarled as he emptied
his nuts into the writhing girl's snatch. His cock vibrated
wildly up inside her tight hole, spewing burst after burst of
scalding sperm.
"Oooooohhhhhh ... fill me with your cum!" Sue panted.
She had finished cumming by then and did her best to clamp
her cunt muscles tightly around Hammer's jerking, pumping cock.
The muscular walls closed so hard around his spurting prick that
it almost hurt him.
"Uuuuunnnnnnnhhhhhhh," he grunted, finally slumping forward
onto the girl's still-quivering body. "Jesus ... you sucked me
dry!"
It might have turned out fairly well. Sue was still awash in
a warm glow of pleasure. Her body throbbed with fulfillment. All
her inhibitions had been swept away by the force of Hammer's
lovemaking.
She might even have convinced herself she was in love with
the man who had steamrolled her into bed. A kind word, a smile,
anything, and she could have felt love for him.
But Hammer hated softness. He rolled abruptly from Sue's
soft young body.
"You fuck like a mink, kid. A natural-born whore. Wait'll I
turn the other guys on to you."
"What?"
Sue's bubble burst. She suddenly remembered the conditions
that had forced her to fuck Hammer in the first place. Sudden
shame for the way she had given in swept over her.
"I ... I won't do it!" she burst out.
"Oh?" Reaching down, Hammer pinched her hard on the tit,
leaving a bruise behind. "You'll do what I fucking say! Got that
through your head?" Gasping with pain, Sue cringed back on the
couch. ... I want to go home," she whimpered.
"You already are. This is going to be your home from now on.
Get used to it, bitch."
"But I ... but my father and mother will wonder ..."
Hammer smiled evilly. "We'll take care of your old man.
We've got plans for him."
"But you promised you wouldn't tell, if I ... if I ..."
"Fucked me? Now, did I say that? How careless of me."
"No ... you can't!"
Sue was trying to struggle up, but Hammer shoved her down
hard. She slammed into the wall. The breath was knocked out of
her for a moment. Hammer scooped up his clothes and headed for
the door.
"Make sure your cunt gets some rest," he said. "It's gonna
need it."
Sue was up and flying toward the door. But he closed and
locked it in her face.
"Well ... you really saddle-broke her," Glenda said, meeting
Hammer at the door.
"A real bucking bronco, wasn't she? Did you get the
pictures?"
"Yeah. Through the one-way mirror."
Glenda triumphantly held up a camera. "I take back any
doubts I had. As usual, you know just what you're doing."
"Yeah. We'll make a bundle on this one. Hey! What're you
staring at?"
Glenda was looking down at Hammer's still dripping cock.
"Think you can get that thing up again?" she said throatily.
"I got horny as hell taking the pictures."
Chapter 6
It was a quarter to five. Only fifteen more minutes until
the office closed for the day.
Henry Ryan sat at his desk, his elbows propped on his desk-
pad, his long slender fingers joined together in a steeple. He
was thinking. Mulling over his problems and his triumphs.
The Evans deal had been a good one. He'd really put one over
on those East Coast bastards. Ryan chuckled. It would take about
another two weeks for them to discover just how badly they'd been
taken.
And it was all legal. Henry Ryan never did anything illegal.
In his estimation, only fools broke the law. There were so many
good ways to fleece people legally. All he'd had to do was offer
a little extra commission to their buyer ...
The intercom buzzed. Ryan irritably punched down the call
button.
"Yes?"
"Mr. Ryan," his secretary's voice came through, high and
nasal. "There's a Mr. Hammer here, and a ... a Miss De La Court.
They don't have an appointment, but they'd like to see you."
Ryan frowned. He hated his secretary's voice. In fact, he
hated her. She had been his wife's choice, a scrawny, book-nosed
old battle-axe. He could tell from the slight disapproval in her
voice before she had said "Miss De La Court," that Miss De La
Court must be attractive.
"Did they say what they want to see me about?"
"They say it's about your daughter Susan."
Ryan frowned. Sue was one of his problems. He'd doted on
her too much, he realized that. She was totally spoiled. But
things had gone smoothly enough until she met that slippery
bastard, Ben Jackson.
My God! The thought of having that oily fortune-hunter for a
son-in-law! He had only agreed to the betrothal when Sue had
shown unmistakable signs of being ready to run away and do it
anyhow. He'd hoped, with the long wait before the marriage was to
take place, that Sue would eventually come to her senses. But so
far, she seemed as hopelessly in love with the punk as ever.
And there was this shameful situation with her staying over
at his place. Oh, she said she was with her girlfriends, but Ryan
knew better. He had had Sue and Ben followed once. They had
spent the whole night at his place.
And this time she hadn't been home for three days. That was
intolerable. Ryan was going to have to put his foot down. How
had all this happened, anyhow? Sue had always been such a good,
obedient daughter. She was just too damned pretty. How could
such a beauty have come from that dried-up, sexless wife of his?
"Oh well ... send them in, Miss Batterston." Might as well
find out what the hell was happening.
Ryan's eyes widened as the two visitors came into his office.
Miss De La Court was indeed attractive. Downright beautiful.
Ryan felt his hormones begin to bubble a little. How long since
he'd fucked a beautiful woman? Hell. How long since he'd fucked
anybody at all?
Miss De La Court had sat down before Ryan paid any attention
to Hammer. His shrewd little eyes wrinkled with instinctive
caution.
"What can I do for you?" he asked.
"Perhaps clear up a little matter concerning your daughter
Sue."
"Where do you know Sue from, Mr. Hammer?"
Ryan asked, frowning.
"She ... frequents my place of business," Hammer said
smoothly.
"And where might that be?"
"It's a gambling casino. The Ace of Spades. You might have
heard of it."
Ryan was speechless for a moment. "My daughter in a casino?"
he spluttered. "She must have come in with that scoundrel, Ben
Jackson."
"Originally," Hammer said. "But lately she's been coming in
by herself."
Ryan had to struggle to get hold of himself. "I understand,
Mr. Hammer," he finally said. "And I'm grateful for your concern.
I'll see that she doesn't come in again."
Hammer chuckled, looked down at his well-manicured nails. "I
don't think you understand, Mr. Ryan. I don't mind Sue coming in
at all. It's just that she's ... well, got in over her head."
"What do you mean?" Ryan burst out, aghast.
Hammer reached into an inner coat pocket. He pulled out a
stack of markers and tossed them onto Ryan's desk. "She's into me
pretty deep. I wanted to find out from you if she's good for it."
Ryan stared at the markers. They were all signed by Sue. A
quick calculation told him they added up to several thousand
dollars.
"She's good for it," Ryan said, his lips set in a straight
line. "But I'm against paying gambling debts. I imagine the
legality of those IOU's could be challenged."
"But it would be awfully messy publicity, wouldn't it, Mr.
Ryan?" Hammer asked quietly.
Despite Hammer's urbanity, Ryan knew the squeeze was being
applied. If his investors ever got wind of this kind of scandal,
half his operating capital would dry up.
"I'll write you a check," he said, reaching for his pen. Sue
would pay. Oh, she would pay!
"While you have your checkbook out, I'd like to ask you if
you collect art?"
"Art?" Ryan asked, puzzled.
"Yes ... you know ... pretty pictures.
"Oh, Frank, please ... you don't have to do that!" Miss De La
Court broke in.
"Shut the fuck up, Glenda!" Hammer snapped. "I'll ask for
your opinion when I want it!"
"But Frank ... he's already agreed to pay!"
"Shut up, cunt!" Hammer roared.
Glenda lapsed into a frightened silence. Ryan realized she
had been looking very strained since the two of them had come in.
Obviously she didn't like what Hammer was doing. Ryan immediately
sensed an ally.
"What pictures are you talking about?" Ryan asked woodenly.
He sensed disaster was about to crash down on his head.
For an answer, Hammer took a thick packet of color
photographs out of a pocket and tossed them onto the desk. Then
he sat back and calmly lit a cigarette. His eyes never left
Ryan's face.
"Oh my God!"
Ryan's face paled. At first he had seen only naked figures,
obviously making love. Then he recognized his daughter, Sue. She
was lying under a man in all the pictures. In some, he was eating
her cunt. In others his huge cock was skewering up into her
blonde snatch. And from the expression on his daughter's lust-
filled face, she was loving it!
Ryan found himself admiring Sue's naked body. God, she was a
beautiful girl. Then he caught himself.
There was something familiar about the man in the pictures.
Ryan looked more closely at his face. It was Hammer!
"You son-of-a-bitch!" he snarled, half rising. But the
bigger, stronger Hammer pushed him back into his seat.
"Don't get out of control," the big man said. "You piss me
off, I'll use those pictures. I have a friend who owns a skin
magazine. He'd love to plaster your sweet little girl's tits and
ass all over it. God, can she fuck!"
Ryan collapsed back into his chair. "What do you want?" he
asked in a tired, defeated voice.
"I own a lot of a certain stock. I think it's underpriced,"
Hammer said. He then went on to outline an intricate plan for
artificially forcing the price of the stock up. To do so, he
needed a confederate with access to the major stock markets.
Ryan.
* * *
"But that's illegal!" Ryan burst out.
"Of course. That's why there's so much money in it."
In the end, Ryan had no choice but to agree. After his
visitors left, he felt sick and defeated. For a moment he admired
the slickness of Hammer's plan. Almost wished he had the guts to
try it himself.
But God, what a risk! If he were ever found out ...
The phone rang. His secretary had gone home so Ryan picked
it up himself. "Hello," he said dully.
"Mr. Ryan," a low feminine voice said. "This is Glenda ...
Glenda De La Court. I was in your office with Mr. Hammer ..."
"Yes ... yes ...?"
"Oh, Mr. Ryan, I feel so bad about what Mr. Hammer's doing to
you. And what he did to your daughter. I ... he's got the same
kind of hold over me. I want you to know I don't like him or the
things he does."
Ryan was intensely alert. "Can you help me?"
"I ... I think so. I know something about Frank ... Mr.
Hammer, that might - Oh! Here he comes! Can you meet me in an
hour?"
Glenda quickly gave Ryan an address and hung up. He sank
back into his chair, sweating. God, life had suddenly become
complicated!
* * *
An hour later, Henry Ryan approached a small house in the
suburbs. His heart was hammering. He hoped to hell something
would happen to get him out of the mess his daughter had gotten
him into.
It had not yet occurred to Ryan that Sue was as much a victim
as he was. The expression on Sue's face in the pictures had
convinced him otherwise.
Glenda answered the door when he knocked. Her clothes made
Ryan uncomfortable. She was wearing incredibly short hot pants
and a tie-around halter. Really only a scarf. Her nipples poked
at the thin material.
"Oh, Mr. Ryan ... I'm so glad you came," Glenda said eagerly.
She ushered Ryan into the living room, then sat down opposite
him. He was aware that the legs of her hot pants were very loose.
He imagined he could see right up the crotch. He imagined for a
moment she wasn't wearing any underwear underneath and that
darkness was her cunt. But no, it must be dark panties, he
decided.
"You had an idea for helping me," he gulped out. It was hard
to take his eyes off Glenda's lovely, nearly nude body.
"To help us both, Mr. Ryan. Frank has a hold over me too. I
think I can get my hands on the negatives of those pictures. And
on the original markers. Then you'll be off the hook."
"How will that help you?" Ryan said suspiciously.
Glenda blushed. "I'll ... I'll need somebody to help me
after I break away from Frank," Glenda said in a low voice. "A
... a protector."
"Me?"
Ryan was struck dumb. My God, this beautiful young woman was
asking him to take care of her. His blood began to boil as he
stared at those big soft tits jiggling underneath their thin
covering.
Normally he'd never even think of doing a thing like that.
Henry Ryan was a veritable symbol of propriety. It was good for
business. But now, with the inducement of getting back the
incriminating evidence ... His resolve weakened.
Glenda sensed it. She was on her feet, rushing toward Ryan.
Huge tears welled in her dark eyes. "Oh, Mr. Ryan ... you can't
imagine how horrible it's been. He ... he makes me do terrible
things. You know ... sexual things."
Ryan was on his feet too. Glenda began to sob. It seemed
only normal that he try to comfort her. He put his arms around
her.
She clung to him. Tears soaked his collar. Most of all, he
was aware of her big tits pushing against his chest. God, how
long since he'd had a woman like this in his arms? More years
than he could remember.
"Miss De La Court," he murmured thickly.
She looked up. Big liquid eyes stared into his. Glenda's
mouth was trembling. With desire?
"Glenda ... call me Glenda," she quavered.
"And I'm Henry," he stuttered back.
"Ooohhh ... Henry ..."
Ryan never really knew how it happened. Suddenly Glenda's
lips were against his. They were kissing passionately. Her
thighs had opened and her cunt was pressed tightly against his
leg. He felt its softness underneath the hot pants.
"Glenda," he panted.
Her halter top seemed to disappear. His hands were full of
soft tits. Glenda moaned with passion.
Then somehow she was down on her knees in front of him. Deft
fingers were working at the zipper to his fly. He gasped as
Glenda pulled his cock into the open.
"Oh, what a lovely cock," Glenda purred.
Ryan stared, unable to believe this was really happening.
He watched the girl's mouth open, then close around the
rapidly swelling tip of his cock.
"Uuuuunnnnhhhhh," he choked. Long forgotten pleasure was
pounding through his loins. He felt weak in the legs.
"Mmmmmpppphhhh ... mmmmmm," Glenda moaned as she slurped
noisily on Ryan's swelling cock. Her hands reached back to caress
his bloated balls.
Ryan stared unbelievingly at the beautiful young woman
sucking his cock. Her lovely face was flushed with passion, her
eyes staring dreamily at his pubic hair. The stump of his cock
protruded obscenely from her lips. Further down, her naked tits
swayed and jiggled every time she moved.
Twenty years before, Henry Ryan had tried to get his bride to
suck his cock. She had screamed with horror and revulsion. She
hadn't let him touch her for six months.
Now it was coming true. How could this be happening to a
middle-aged man? But it sure as hell was.
"Aaaarrrrgggghhhhh!" Ryan moaned loudly.
Glenda was sucking so hard and so artfully that it was all
over very quickly. Ryan felt a hot rush of sperm start up from
his balls. Something that for a long time he had known only in
wet dreams.
"Yaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"
Ryan's head arched back. But he could still see Glenda's
face below as his sperm jetted into the back of her throat. She
seemed to be smiling, if that were possible with a mouthful of
spurting cock.
Ryan was almost finished cumming when his dream came to an
end. Suddenly there was a bright flash of blinding light. Then
another and another.
With a yelp of fright, Ryan jumped back, his cock popping
from Glenda's mouth. A few last drops of semen gushed out the
end.
"Who ... What ...?"
Ryan turned to see a grinning Frank Hammer and another man
coming into the room. Each had a camera with flash attachment in
his hand.
"Good show, Glenda," Hammer said. "You got the old goat off
in record time."
"He popped off like an overripe bottle of champagne," the
lush brunette laughed. She was wiping Ryan's cum off her mouth
and chin with the back of one hand.
"You ought to be an actress," Hammer added. "That was a real
performance."
Glenda curtsied, her bare tits bouncing. "Thank you,
gentlemen. I aim to please."
Ryan gaped and stammered. Hammer spoke before the stunned
man could get out a word.
"Just a little insurance in case you get any ideas about
double-crossing us," he said, waving his camera. "You piss us
off, these filthy pictures of your disgusting act go to your wife,
your church, your business associates ... anybody who counts in
your life."
Ryan could only nod dumbly.
"The door's that way, Ryan," Hammer said, gesturing. Ryan
started moving woodenly toward the door.
"You know, he's got a pretty good cock for a guy his age,"
Glenda said cheerfully.
"'You hear that, Ryan? Glenda should know. She's a
connoisseur of cocks. You should feel proud."
But Henry Ryan didn't feel proud. Tears were coursing down
his thin cheeks as he stumbled out the door.
Chapter 7
After Frank Hammer left her, Sue collapsed back onto the
couch.
"Was I raped or not?" she asked herself.
It certainly had started that way. But then her body had
seemed to take over. In a sense, it had betrayed her. The young
blonde moaned in shame as she remembered the disgusting abandoned
way she had reacted to Hammer's brutal fucking.
"I've got to get out of here," she murmured. But when she
got up, she found that Hammer had taken her clothes with him. She
had nothing.
Nor was there anything in the room to wear. She tried the
door, and as she expected, it was locked. Not that she was about
to go running out stark naked, anyhow.
She sat down to wait. Every time the naked girl heard a
sound near the door, she jumped with fright. Being naked added to
her feeling of insecurity.
The wait proved to be a long one. Most of the day passed.
Gradually the girl began to realize she was very hungry. Were
they going to let her starve? she wondered.
About five in the afternoon there was the unmistakable sound
of a key in the lock. Sue jumped up.
"Mr. Hammer ... you can't keep me-" she said as a man came
into the room.
But the man wasn't Frank Hammer. It was a big, heavily built
man with a battered, cruel face.
"Oh!" Sue yelped.
She ducked back, looking for something to cover her nudity.
All she could do was attempt to wrap the cover from the couch
around her. But it was hard to pull it loose.
"Wooooooeeeeeee!" the man whistled, a grin spreading over his
coarse face as he stared at the frantic, naked girl. He caught
flashes of blonde cunt hair, pink-nippled tits, soft inner thigh.
"My name's Hank, honey. I brought yer dinner," he said,
still leering.
Sue saw he had a tray in one hand.
"P-Put it down," she stammered.
"Aaaw ... I'll bring it over to you, kid," he snickered.
Sue was too afraid to move as the big man came toward her.
She thought she was about to be raped again.
But after a close, grinning look at the little blonde's nude
body, Hank put down the tray and went out the door. Sue heard it
lock behind him.
Then, realizing she was starving, she attacked the food.
When it was gone, she wished there had been more.
Sue was kept semi-hungry for a long time. That, plus her
nudity, and the fact she never knew who would come in with her
food tray, kept a steady tension on the already nervous girl.
Fear began to turn to apathy. Clearly they were going to keep her
here forever.
Then, on the third day, Hammer came in with Glenda. Sue, by
now, was so used to being naked that she stood up and walked
straight to the pair.
"I want out of here," she demanded. "Do you know what can
happen to you if you're convicted of kidnapping?"
"Kidnapping?" Hammer glanced at Glenda with a grin. Then he
looked back at Sue. "You're an employee here. Your name's on the
books. As far as I know, you're staying here of your own free
will."
"Working here! What do you mean?"
"Remember what I told you, honey? That you were going to
entertain my guests. Well, I've got some, uh ... associates
coming in from the East. They're gonna like that sweet little
body of yours."
Sue paled. "I won't do it!" she said flatly. "I don't care
if you threaten to tell my father about me or not. I'm not going
to be used any more!"
Hammer's eyebrows raised menacingly. "Oh?" Then he turned to
the door. "Bring it in, Hank," he ordered.
Hank came through the door, pushing a heavy metal table
mounted on wheels. There were straps dangling from either end of
it.
"Lie down," Hammer ordered the girl.
"No ... I won't!"
There was no doubt in Sue's mind that Hammer wanted to strap
her to the table. Her skin crawled at the thought of being at his
mercy.
"Hank ..."
"No!" Sue shrieked as the two big men wrestled her up onto
the table.
Hank took the opportunity to cup one of her tits in his meaty
hand. Sue shuddered at his touch.
She was quickly strapped down, her hands over her head, her
ankles bound to the lower end of the metal table, far apart, so
that her thighs gaped open. Cool air washed over the girl's naked
cunt. She realized how vulnerable her crotch was.
"Now ... tell me again you won't do what I say," Hammer said
amusedly.
Stubborn anger flared in Sue's eyes. "I won't. I won't let
you make me into a whore for your ... your associates!"
Smiling, Frank took a metal rod from his coat pocket. It was
about an inch and a half thick and two feet long. Wires trailed
from one end. The other end was rounded off smoothly.
"This, my sweet little Suzy, is something the French used
when they were in Algeria. It was a magic wand that made people
do whatever the French wanted them to do. They would betray their
friends, tell secrets, promise to be good in the future. The
French used it on men, women, old people, even little children.
It was very effective. I've always wanted to see just how
effective."
"What ... what are you going to do with that thing?" Sue
gasped. She stared in fascination at the innocent-looking metal
rod.
"Stuff it up your cunt and turn on the juice," Hammer said.
"I understand the affects are ... electrifying." He laughed
loudly.
"You ... you wouldn't!"
"I would!" Hammer snapped back. "Unless you agree to give
your precious little body to whomever I say."
"No! I won't!" Sue said desperately. "I can't let you turn
me into a ... into a thing!"
She believed, she hoped, Hammer was only bluffing. Sue
looked toward Glenda for help. Certainly such a fine-looking
woman wouldn't let something like this happen to another woman
right in front of her!
But Sue was in for a shock, in more ways than one. "She's a
stubborn little bitch," Glenda said coldly. "Here, Frank ... let
me do it."
There was no sign of mercy in Glenda's face. All Sue saw
there was an inexplicable hate. "Get Hank out of the room,"
Glenda said.
Hammer ordered the obviously disappointed Hank to leave.
"Please don't," Sue whispered to Glenda.
But Glenda slid the rod up between the cringing girl's
thighs. Sue flinched away from the cold metal.
"It helps if you put a little grease on it," Hammer said.
"Makes it conduct better."
The grease was smeared on. "Uuuuuhhhhhh," Sue grunted as
Glenda started shoving the cold metal rod up into her cunt.
She writhed and twisted on the table, but the rod went in
easily. So far the only pain she felt was from the leather straps
cutting into her wrists and ankles.
The rod even felt a little good up inside her cunt as it
slowly warmed from her body heat. Sue was afraid she was once
again going to shame herself by reacting sexually.
But she never had time. Glenda plugged the other end of the
trailing wiring into a wall socket.
"Let's give the little bitch a light jolt to make her realize
we mean business," Glenda said coldly. She flicked a switch in
the base of the rod.
"AAAAIIIIYYYYYYY!" Sue shrieked.
It felt as if a thousand tiny claws were ripping at the
inside of her cunt. Her whole pelvic area spasmed. Glenda turned
off the power.
"Does that give you an idea?" Glenda asked, smiling thinly.
Sue lay panting on the tabletop. Her whole body was
trembling with shock. Never before in her life had anything hurt
her so much.
"Why ... why do you want to do this horrible thing to me?"
she asked the beautiful woman bending down over her.
Only Glenda wasn't beautiful at the moment. Her face was
twisted into an ugly mask of hate. "I detest you spoiled little
rich bitches," she snarled. "Always getting the best and the
most. Treating other kids like dirt. Not even speaking to what
you call 'poor white trash'. Jesus. Smirking little princesses
like you helped make my life miserable a long time ago. Until I
learned how soft and gutless you are."
Sue was stunned. Hammer suddenly asked her if she was going
to do as he asked.
"I hate you, you slimy toad!" she burst out in one last spasm
of courage.
"Why ... you little slut!" Hammer reached over and twisted a
dial in the base of the rod. Glenda pushed the switch.
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" Sue wailed.
It was ten times worse than the first. She hadn't thought
anything could be more agonizing than what had happened before,
but she had been wrong. Her lithe young body twisted and writhed
on the tabletop. Every muscle and tendon stood out starkly.
They left the current on a long time. When they finally
turned it off, Sue was half-unconscious.
"That was about quarter-power," Glenda said. "I hear that in
Chile, they sometimes get it up to about half-power before the
victim's cunt is ruined forever."
That did it. Sue might have been able to take more pain.
But the thought of being permanently mutilated was too much.
She'd do as Hammer demanded. She might be able to escape later.
"Please! Don't do it again!" she babbled. "I'll do anything
you say!"
Glenda smiled. "Let's test her, Frank," she said with a
tight smile. "Let her up."
Frank unfastened the straps. He helped Sue to her feet. She
stood swaying shakily. She wanted to feel her cunt, to see if it
was all right, but hated to do it in front of her two tormentors.
"We'll see if you're telling the truth," Glenda said. The
tall brunette began slowly taking off her clothes.
"What ... what are you going to do?" Sue asked haltingly.
"It's what you're going to do that counts," Glenda said.
She was smiling as she took off the last of her clothes.
Despite her fear, Sue realized the other woman had a very
beautiful body. She almost envied Glenda her big full tits, and
lush curving loins. But why had she taken off her clothes?
Glenda lay down on the couch, on her back. She spread her
legs, baring her cunt. She pulled open her pussy-lips with her
fingers. Sue found herself staring into the other woman's juicy
pussy slit.
"Eat it," Glenda ordered the stunned girl.
"Huh?"
"Eat my cunt. Kneel down and stick your tongue up it!"
"But ... but ...
"I think she needs another dose of the magic wand," Frank
said from behind her.
Without a word, Sue dropped quickly to her knees and
scrambled between Glenda's thighs. Glenda was still holding her
cunt open. Its pink interior gleamed wetly at the horrified
blonde.
She was supposed to put her mouth against that hairy, wet
thing! Slightly sickened, Sue watched drops of liquid beading up
on the thin inner lips. Clearly Glenda was getting excited
already.
Could she do it? Put her mouth down into that slippery,
furry gash? Why not? After all, she hadn't minded when men did
it to her. In fact, it had driven her crazy with passion. But
God, for her to do it to another woman was ... was ... Lesbianism!
"Oh!"
A cold touch against her ass made Sue leap forward. Overcome
by fear, she shoved her face down between Glenda's thighs. She
was vaguely aware of soft smooth skin against her cheeks.
But the kneeling girl was more acutely aware of the musky,
heady odor drifting up from Glenda's dripping cunt. She had, of
course, smelled her own cunt odor, but never this close.
Another cold touch against her ass, another yelp of fright,
and Sue knew she had to do it. Holding her breath, she shoved her
mouth against Glenda's gaping cunt.
"Don't just lie there, you little twit ... use your tongue!"
Glenda snapped.
Sue cautiously stuck out her tongue. A rich taste flooded
her mouth. She almost jerked her tongue back, but decided
Glenda's cunt didn't taste all that bad. She licked again.
"Mmmmmmmm ... that's the way. Stick your tongue right up
into my crack," Glenda sighed. "Come on ... lick harder."
Eyes closed, Sue continued licking. Glenda's thickly tangled
pubic hair tickled her nose. She could feel the other woman's
thighs start quivering as her tongue delved deeper into her steamy
slit.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh ... start further down at the bottom. Lick a
little harder. Now ... now ... my clit. Suck it right into your
mouth."
Humiliated, Sue crouched on all fours between Glenda's
widespread legs, her mouth buried in the other woman's cunt. But
it was better than the terrible agony she had just endured. She
decided she'd lick Glenda until she came. As for the other things
Hammer wanted her to do ...
Sue jerked as she felt a finger shoving up between her
thighs. Automatically she tried to jerk away as the finger shoved
into the deep crack between her ass-cheeks and sought out her
cunt.
"Hold still, you little bitch," she heard Hammer rasp from
behind her.
Whimpering, the frightened girl froze.
Hammer was kneeling behind the crouching young blonde. At
first he had been smiling in triumph as Sue scuttled in between
Glenda's legs and began to lick the girl's cunt. But the longer
he watched, the hotter he became.
He had once thought about having both these lovely women at
once. Now here they were, naked, locked together in an obscene
tangle of quivering female flesh. He stared at the increasingly
passionate expression on Glenda's face as Sue's tongue continued
to lance into her brown-furred cunt.
Sue's lush little ass was thrust back toward him. His cock
began to swell in his pants as he stared. Underneath the smooth
curves he could make out the blonde fluff of the girl's cunt hair.
Kneeling, Hammer slipped his hand up between Sue's soft
thighs from behind. His questing finger prowled through her soft
pubic hair until it located her pussy-slit.
"Jesus, she's wet!" he muttered. He wondered if the metal
rod had done it. Or having a face full of cunt. Hammer
remembered how Sue had gotten so excited three days before,
despite herself.
"We'll see if it happens again," he grunted. He sank his
finger up into Sue's tight wet cunt.
"Uuuummmmppphhhh!" the little blonde exclaimed. Her breath
bubbled through Glenda's gushing pussy juices, but she was smart
enough to keep on licking.
Frank started shoving his finger in and out of Sue's slick
little cunt. He felt her vagina slowly open up, like it had
before. Either it was automatic with the girl, or she actually
liked what he was doing!
Oh, no! Sue thought. Once again she felt pressure rising in
her cunt as her body took over. As much as she hated having
Hammer touch her, pleasure was rising in her cunt as he finger-
fucked into her tight vaginal tunnel.
Slow heat trickled through Sue's naked loins. Her pelvic
muscles weren't obeying her any more. To her horror, she felt her
hips jerk back, skewering her cunt down against Hammer's thrusting
finger.
"Hey! You're not licking any more," Glenda said irritably.
It was true. All Sue could think about was the feel of that
driving finger up inside her pleasure-washed snatch.
Gathering all her strength, Sue forced herself to start
licking again. Her tongue shot up into Glenda's cunt. The older
girl moaned, and lay back on the couch, quivering.
"Jesus ... I've gotta get a piece of this action," Hammer
said. He popped his finger out of Sue's tight twat and wiped her
pussy juices on his pant leg. Then he quickly undressed.
The next time Sue was aware of him was when she felt his
naked body crowding in against her buttocks. By now she was so
far gone that she made no struggle, physical or mental, when she
felt his cock being shoved between her thighs. In fact, her ass
wiggled shamelessly, offering her hot cunt to the well-remembered
shaft. Hammer's finger had done its work well.
Hammer crouched behind Sue, staring down at the two women,
his hands full of Sue's soft little ass. He watched the way the
girl was faithfully burrowing her face into Glenda's crotch. He
could hear the wet smack of the blonde's lips against the soft
pussy-lips below.
Glenda was so wildly aroused that she seemed only half-aware
of her surroundings. Her dark eyes were half-closed, staring at
nothing. He loved the way her big, brown-nipped tits jiggled and
bounced as the moaning woman's torso twisted back and forth.
Time to sink his cock into some cunt! Hammer guided the
thick tip up into Sue's slick pussy-slit. It went in fairly easy
this time, now that the girl's cunt knew what to expect.
"Uuunnnggghhhh," Sue moaned.
As much as she might hate herself for it, she loved the feel
of Frank's big cock up inside her cunt. Panting with lust, she
shoved her ass back hard against him. His cock slid all the way
in, slamming up against the other end of her delightfully
stretched cunt.
But she had neglected her cunt-sucking. Glenda's fingers
locked tightly against her head, tangling in her hair. Her face
was pulled down hard against Glenda's gushing cunt once more.
"Lick ... keep licking!" the quivering brunette moaned. "I'm
... I'm going to ... I think I'm close to ... cumming!"
But so was Sue. Hammer's bloated rod was slamming into her
cunt from behind with tremendous force. She could feel her pussy-
lips being forced open each time the broad head slid past their
slippery surfaces.
Sue started to buck and jerk. No matter how hard she tried
to keep sucking on Glenda's cunt, it was impossible. Her mouth
was hanging open helplessly. All her attention was on the
building orgasms in her own belly.
"Aaaaahhhh ... ooohhhhh ... AAAIIIYYY!" she wailed.
Hammer felt the girl's cunt clamp greedily around his cock.
Hot gushes of pussy juice squirted out past the base of his big
organ as Sue spasmed helplessly.
"Oh ... you little bitch! You stopped sucking my cunt!"
Glenda moaned.
But Sue was past hearing. Wailing and moaning, she writhed
and twisted in front of Hammer. Her face was twisted to the side,
her cheek pressing against Glenda's deserted cunt.
"Shut up, Glenda," Hammer snarled.
He was feeling immensely powerful as he continued shoving his
swollen cock up into Sue's climaxing cunt. As he fucked her, he
could watch Glenda writhing below, and he didn't want the brunette
to do anything to upset the status quo.
When Sue finished cumming, he roughly pushed her aside,
rolling her off of Glenda's body.
"Your turn, baby," he grunted to the brunette. "Get ready
for some cock."
"Oh, God yes, can I use it!" Glenda panted.
Her legs spread wide as she welcomed Frank's big rod up into
her snatch. As soon as he had pounded it into her receptive cunt,
her legs rose and circled around his back, clasping him tightly to
her madly pumping body.
"Oh Jesus God, but that feels good!" Glenda moaned. Her
fingernails were raking up and down Hammer's broad back.
"Hey ... where do you think you're going?" Hammer yelled out.
Sue had been edging toward the door. Sanity had returned
when her orgasm had run its course, and she had immediately
thought of escaping while Glenda and Frank were busy with one
another.
"Hank!" Hammer bellowed.
The door crashed open and the grinning Hank walked in. The
grin faded from his face when he spied his boss fucking the hell
out of Glenda. His eyes bulged, and so did the front of his
pants.
"Bring the little blonde cunt over here," Hammer ordered,
never missing a stroke into Glenda's cunt.
"Uh ... sure, boss," Hank muttered. He grabbed Sue's arm and
began dragging her over to the couch. But his eyes never left
Glenda's naked body.
"Sit here on Glenda's face," Hammer ordered.
"Hey ... what is this?" Glenda demanded. For a moment the
tempo of her wild fucking slowed.
"Shut the fuck up, big-mouth!" he snapped.
Hammer leaned down and pinched Glenda hard on the tit. She
flinched but kept silent. She had been around Frank Hammer long
enough to know that the more excited he got the more dangerous he
got. Better to play along with him.
"Eat her cunt!" Frank demanded as Hank forced Sue to straddle
Glenda's face. Now it was Glenda's turn to stare up into Sue's
naked cunt. The tight little blonde snatch was only inches away
from her mouth, still dripping with the cum Frank's cock had
unloaded into it.
"Oh, well," Glenda muttered. "It won't be the first cunt
I've eaten." Reaching up, she grabbed Sue's sleek hips and pulled
the startled girl's cunt down tightly against her mouth.
"Oh!" Sue yelped as she felt the brunette's tongue lance up
into her pussy. She had to hold onto Hank to keep her balance as
a hot burst of sensation flowered up through her. "Do a fucking
good job, Glenda, if you know what's good for you," Hammer panted.
He was crowded against Sue's back, rearing up on his stiffened
forearms as he continued to fuck into Glenda's smooth cunt.
Once again Sue felt herself losing control. This wasn't the
first time she'd had her cunt eaten. And each time was better
than the last.
Glenda knew just where to tongue the younger girl. She took
a perverse pleasure in doing what she could to drive Sue out of
her mind. Her tongue darted and searched through the tight valley
of Sue's pussy. Warm, sweet-tasting cunt juices dripped down onto
her face. But she didn't care. At least Frank was still fucking
into her cunt down below.
Hank didn't know quite what to do. He stood around
awkwardly, shifting his weight from one big foot to the other.
Hammer noticed the bulge in his pants. "Horny, Hank?" he
asked, never missing a stroke.
"Jeez ... yeah, boss," Hank said miserably. His eyes were
boring into the naked bodies of the two panting, moaning women.
Sue's taut young tits particularly fascinated him.
"Stick your cock in our new recruit's mouth," Hammer ordered.
"You mean it, boss?" Hank asked, stunned.
"Would I say it if I didn't?" Hammer said, irritated.
Hank didn't need a second invitation. He climbed onto the
couch and knelt in front of Sue. She watched, big-eyed, as he
fumbled his big cock out of his pants. It never occurred to her
to resist sucking it. Forced sex was becoming a way of life with
her.
Sue's lips parted. Hank's cock slid into her mouth. She
expected to be revolted, but the smooth hardness of the big rod
excited her.
What Glenda was doing to her cunt helped. The more the
brunette licked, the more out of control Sue became. When Glenda
started sucking on her clit, she started sucking on Hank. "Keep
them sweet lips workin'," Hank panted.
He reached out to fondle Sue's tits, pinching and fondling
the little pink nipples into full hardness. But most of all he
watched his cock slide smoothly in and out of the girl's tight-
stretched lips. Her eyes were crossed a little, staring at the
base of his saliva-wet cock.
Hank didn't last long. For days he had been spinning
fantasies of fucking the naked little blonde he knew was locked in
the back room. He wasn't exactly fucking her, but this was the
next best thing. With a handful of her tit and her lips sucking
at his cock, he was ready to let go.
"Aaarrgggghhh!" Hank grunted. "I'm ... I'm cummin'!"
Sue had a moment's panic when she heard what Hank was saying.
All along she had wondered what she'd do when he started to spout
into her mouth.
Would it make her sick? Would she be able to swallow it?
It was Glenda's tongue that helped make up her mind. Sue
herself was on the verge of another orgasm. As the passion rose
in her, she discovered that she liked sucking Hank's cock. When
she felt it begin to shudder and pulse in her mouth, her
excitement grew.
Then the first bursts of semen squirted into her mouth. Sue
choked. It happened so quickly and there was so much of it. But
she pulled herself together and started swallowing desperately,
forcing the slippery liquid down her throat.
Sue choked and spluttered a little. Some of the thick juice
ran back out her mouth and dripped stickily down onto Glenda's
face.
The brunette closed her eyes and concentrated on sucking
Sue's clit. The little nubbin was caught lightly between her
teeth. Her tongue stabbed at it.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!" Sue cried.
Her mouth flew open in shock. Hank's still spurting cock
slipped wetly out of it. A spray of sperm shot across the girl's
face but she didn't notice. All that mattered now was the ecstasy
in her cunt. She was cumming again.
As Sue writhed and twisted above Glenda, Frank Hammer began
to cum too. Staring past Sue's shoulder, watching Hank shoot his
load into the blonde's face, had done the trick. He felt his
balls shuddering, pulsing up their charge of hot cum. He groaned
as his cock spewed the first jets up into Glenda's cunt.
Gathering all his strength, he rammed into the girl one last
time, burying his spouting cock up into her snatch as far as it
would go.
Glenda felt it pound against the far end of her vagina.
Hammer's pubic bone was shoving against her clit. With all the
people cumming around her, there was no way she could hold back.
Even if she wanted to, and she didn't.
Glenda bucked so hard that the exhausted Sue rolled
helplessly off to the side. She watched, flabbergasted as Glenda
thrashed out her orgasm. She had never seen another woman cum.
Big-eyed, she watched a thick stream of sex juice gush out of the
woman's cunt and soak into the couch.
Hank was fondling Sue's body as the two of them watched
Glenda and Hammer cum. Hank's hand slid uninvited up into her
well-used cunt. She didn't even try to push him away. Totally
beaten, Sue lay quietly, letting him do what he wanted to her.
Sue was beginning to feel warning signals of passion up
inside her cunt when Hammer made Hank stop finger-fucking her.
Wasn't there anything that wouldn't turn her on, she asked herself
in despair.
"Don't wear her out, Hank. We've got some customers lined up
for her tonight."
Hammer wrapped his long fingers around Sue's jaw. Jerked her
head around so she had to look him straight in the eye.
"You will entertain my friends, won't you?" he said with icy
menace.
Sue nodded dumbly, her eyes wide with fear. Worst of all,
she knew now that no matter how much the men disgusted her, once
their cocks slid up into her shameless cunt, she would react like
a wild, lusting animal.
"And one more thing," Hammer added. "This may surprise you,
but we've gone into business with your old man. In a real shady
deal. If you don't play ball from now on, he goes to prison."
The last of Sue's resistance was shattered. She knew she had
gotten her father into this. Now she would have to accept her
fate. She couldn't let him pay for what she had done.
"I'll do anything you want," she said brokenly.
* * *
Sue didn't know how long she lay sobbing on the mattress
after Hank and the other two men left. Time hardly existed for
her any more. How long had she been here? Weeks? Longer?
At the very first, thoughts of escape had kept the girl's
hopes up. But when she learned that disobedience to Frank Hammer
could only result in the destruction of her family, she completely
lost hope.
She never thought about Ben any more. Not after she learned
from Glenda about their wild fuck.
Sue was still trying to figure out just where she had first
gone wrong, when she noticed something strange about the door.
There was a gleam of light around the edge. Hank and the
others had forgotten to close it all the way!
Sue had been in this grim little room for so long! An
overpowering urge to walk out of that unlocked door swept over
her. Not to escape, of course. That was impossible. But just to
see what was on the other side.
Sue stepped out into the hall. Sue was so used to being
naked now that she hardly noticed. There was no one in sight.
There was a door on the other side of the hall. She opened
it. On the other side was an office. She went inside. There was
a big desk, and on it, a nameplate reading: "Frank Hammer". So
this was Frank's office.
Curiously Sue opened a drawer. There was a black automatic
pistol inside. With a shudder she shut the drawer. She'd hated
guns ever since her father had forced her to learn to fire one.
Then she saw the telephone. Oh God! A chance to reach the
outside world without actually running away.
Picking up the phone with trembling fingers, Sue dialed her
parent's number. She was afraid, but she had to find out how they
were.
Her mother answered. "Mom?" Sue said shakily.
There was a long silence on the other end.
"Susan? Is that you? Where are you?"
"I can't tell you, Mom. But how're you? How's Dad?"
"You mean you don't know?" The voice on the other end of the
line was shrill.
"Know what?"
"He's dead!"
"Dead?" Sue was horrified. "But how ...?"
"He killed himself!" The voice was shriller, menacing. "He
said something just before ... he did it. He said you forced him,
that he would have never broken the law otherwise ..."
But Sue wasn't listening. Slowly she put the phone back on
the hook. She stared blindly at the wall.
Then there was the sound of voices in the hall.
"Come on in, Glenda. We'll look over last night's receipts."
It was Frank Hammer's voice. Sue ducked down behind the
desk.
Hammer and Glenda came in, closed the door. For a moment
they were facing away from the desk, murmuring to one another.
Sue slid the desk drawer open. Took out the heavy pistol.
Then she stood up, naked, the big black weapon in her hand.
"Frank ... Glenda. Turn around," she said quietly. "I have
a surprise for you."
The End
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