Sex Slave Secretary
by L.N. Lockwood 


FOREWORD 

The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden 
beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting 
conditions. 

The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and 
female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on 
stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The 
couple who, under group pressure, join the neighborhood mate-traders. 

Sally Adams is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But 
within her a love of perversity and a depth of passion she never dreamed 
existed lie coiled like snakes, waiting only for the proper stimulus to 
arouse them. 

SEX SLAVE SECRETARY-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face 
many of its real problems. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Sally Adams looked up from her typing to the clock cresting a wall of 
photographs and sighed. 4:50 p.m. Ten minutes to go before she could head 
for home. She didn't look forward to the long, hot battle with rush-hour 
traffic on her way home to Arlington. 

A hot bath and a weekend of rest. That's what she needed. Maybe she'd call 
Anne, her best friend, and take in a movie. That would be nice. That is if 
Anne didn't have another date with her ever-hot boyfriend Bud. But that 
would be later. Right now she still had two more letters to type for her 
boss, John Richards, a second-term congressman from Los Angeles. 

The office was quiet. It seemed strange being alone in the usually bustling 
office. All the other secretaries had gone home early to take advantage of 
the long Labor Day weekend. Suddenly, she heard a noise from the big office 
of the congressman. 

That's strange, Sally thought. He said he was leaving early to get home. 
Cautiously, Sally crossed the office to the thick-paneled door. 

It is probably nothing, she thought as she stared at the heavy door. I guess 
being alone is playing tricks on me. She turned back to her desk, but then 
she heard the sound again, a sound like a woman's laughter. Strange. Slowly 
she turned the heavy latch and pushed the door open a crack. The sight 
before her innocent eyes made her gasp. 

Congressman Richards sat on the edge of his big oak desk, his trousers 
dangling around his ankles. In front of him, her face buried in the 
congressman's dark crotch hair was the new secretary Brenda, a dark-haired 
beauty who'd begun working in the office on Monday. 

"She's sucking his thing," Sally muttered to herself in wide-eyed amazement. 
She knew she should close the door and not watch this forbidden act. But the 
young secretary had never seen such a lewd and wicked scene in her entire 
life, and she was at once horrified and fascinated. Her hand stayed frozen 
on the latch as she stared at the lovers. 

"Oh, yeah, baby. That's it. Oh, that's gooooood," Richards groaned as he 
took Brenda's head in his hands and pumped it up and down on his swollen 
cock. Brenda's murmur of desire was lost around the thick column of prick 
stuffing her mouth almost to the bursting point. She grabbed the base of his 
cock and began a slow pumping, in rhythm with the deep thrusts fucking his 
massive prick down the pretty girl's throat. Brenda was sucking eagerly, 
whipping her tongue around his flared cockhead as his prick fucked into her 
mouth. 

Richards leaned over her and unzipped the tight cashmere sweater the young 
secretary wore, exposing the black bra underneath flowing over her creamy 
white tits. Quickly he unfastened the catch and released her small round 
tits capped with hard pink nipples. As the good-looking congressman cupped 
the girl's tits, Sally drew in a quick stabbing breath. Her hand 
involuntarily cupped one of her large tits. Slowly she began to massage her 
own tit, feeling her nipples swell instantly, almost painfully. As she 
watched the man and woman grasping each other with increasing frenzy, Sally 
squeezed her own tit harder and faster. Her palm rubbed painfully across her 
sensitive enlarged nipple. 

"Oh, I'm close, I'm going to come!" Richards cried as he fucked his massive 
prick against the back of his secretary's throat. Brenda reached down and 
cupped his heavy cum-filled balls with one hand, rubbing lightly as her 
sucking lips parted wider to suck in his long cock almost to the base. 

"Ummph, ummpphh, ummmmmmm," Brenda moaned as she felt his hot prick bang 
against the back of her throat. She arched her neck and felt his huge 
cockhead slide down her throat. Richards' big hands were tweaking her 
distended nipples, pinching them painfully. 

Sally hiked up her skirt and thrust her hand down her panties. Her pussy was 
already wet from watching the couple as they pumped and bucked to a 
shattering climax. Viciously she fucked a finger deep into her dripping 
cunt. 

Oh, god, she thought as her mind raced and her finger fucked with increasing 
fervor. What am I doing? This so wicked. But she couldn't tear her fingers 
away from her burning, wildly throbbing pussy as she jealously watched the 
lewd scene. Her body tingled all over as she felt the stirrings of orgasm. 

"Aaaaaaagghhhhhh. Ooooooohhhhhh, now!" Richards shouted as he felt the first 
hot jets of jizm squirt up his cockshaft and into the welcoming hungry mouth 
of his new secretary. 

Brenda, her pretty face distorted by the mouthful of cock, gulped avidly as 
his hot cum filled her mouth and ebbed from the corners of her lips. 

Oh, no! thought Sally as she frenziedly rubbed her blood-engorged distended 
clit. Not yet. I haven't come. No. Nooooooo! 

But in the congressman's big office, Brenda was licking the last drops of 
white cum from his shrinking prick. "Uuummmmm, that was gooooood," she said 
in a low, sultry voice. "You can ask me to stay late for work any time you 
want." She looked up at her employer with big brown adoring eyes. Richards 
was suddenly all business. 

"We'll have to do it again. Soon. But right now I've got to get ready to 
catch the eight o'clock S flight to L.A. Got to press the flesh, you know," 
he said mockingly as he gave the girl a parting tweak of her still-hard 
nipple and adjusted his pants. 

Sally closed the door as quietly as possible and hobbled back to her desk. 
Her eyes were welling with tears. Why her? she thought in frustration. 
What's wrong with me? I've been working here for four months and he's never 
even noticed me. 

The young secretary sat at her desk and stared unseeing at her typewriter. 
Her cunt throbbed with pent-up desire. Her frantic clit-rubbing had only 
aroused her, but she had not had time enough to bring the release that she 
needed. 

"What's wrong with me?" she moaned to herself. 

It was not that she hadn't tried to lose her virginity, but something had 
always gone wrong. After her father died when she was a teen, her prudish 
mother had done her best to keep the attractive blonde girl out of the 
clutches of the boys who were always anxious to date the budding teenager. 

She had largely followed her mother's stern warnings about the evil desires 
boys had for lovely ripe teenagers. After all, the boys in her class were 
mostly pimple-faced twerps, not even as tall as she was. 

Until she met Jim. 

Somehow she had persuaded her mother to let her go to the spring dance at 
the high school. She felt entitled to socialize a bit. Besides, all her girl 
friends would be there. She would be outcast from her friends if she didn't 
go. She'd promised to be back no later than 10:30. Her best friend's older 
brother, Bob, would drive the girls to the dance and bring them home 
promptly. 

Bob was a model student at the school. He was a senior and captain of the 
football team. He always seemed such a gentleman. With that assurance, Mrs. 
Adams had given her consent. But she warned the youth to have her daughter 
home by 10:30. 

The dance turned out to be dull. 

"I'm going to call Bob and have him bring us home," Suzie told Sally. "This 
dance is really square." 

"All right," Sally said. She had just danced a slow dance with another of 
her pimply classmates who had tried to feel her budding, virginal tits with 
his forearm. A few minutes later Bob drove up in his Chevy. In the front 
seat with him was Jim, an eighteen-year-old mechanic who eyed the girls 
appreciatively. His smile broadened as he took in the long pony-tails both 
girls sported and the beginning swell of their tight tender tits. On the 
seat was a six-pack of beer. 

"Hop in!" Bob cried. "Jim, you and Sally get in back. Sis, climb up here." 

Jim crawled over the seat and opened the door for Sally. The innocent 
teenager cast a worried look at her friend, but Suzie didn't notice as she 
gaily bounced into the front seat next to her brother. Nervously, Sally 
crawled into the back seat. Jim immediately slid next to her and put his arm 
around her shoulder, his hand rested lightly just over her quivering young 
tit. 

Bob sped away from the school with a screech of tires and headed down a 
narrow twisting road which led into the country. 

"Hey, where are we going?" Sally cried. "This isn't the way home!" 

"Relax, baby," Jim said as he pulled the startled teenager against him. His 
hand brushed her right tit. The contact felt like an electrical shock to the 
innocent teenager. 

Jim reached over the front seat and grabbed a bottle of beer. 

"Have some," he said, handing the cold bottle to the girl. 

"I don't drink," Sally said, shaking her head and tossing her pony-tail. 

"Aw, come on, kid. What are you, a baby?" 

"Come on, Sally. Nothing to worry about," said Suzie from the front seat. 
She clasped a bottle in one hand and snuggled next to her brother, a hand 
resting possessively on his hard thigh. 

"No," Sally said, a little unsure of herself. "I-I-I-I don't drink." 

"Suit yourself," Jim said. He swung the bottle to his lips, tilted his head 
back and drained half of the beer in one long drink. Sally watched with 
amazement. With a contented grunt, Jim settled back against the seat and 
clutched Sally, his hand settling firmly over her excited tit. 

"Don't," she whispered. She didn't want to alarm her friend but Jim's 
clasping hand did strange things to her swelling tit. She tried to wiggle 
away, but his hand only squeezed her tit tighter. 

"Please, don't. I'm not that kind of girl." the words sounded so foolish in 
her ears. 

"Sure you are," Jim purred. He gazed down at the lovely teenager with a 
mixture of lust and humor. "All girls are. See how Suzie's enjoying it?" 

The remark startled Sally. She'd been so preoccupied with trying to avoid 
Jim's clutches and cope with her own tingling feelings that she'd completely 
forgotten about her friend. In the front seat, Suzie snuggled against Bob 
while her brother's arm circled her shoulders and his hand plunged down the 
front of her unbuttoned blouse. 

Sally couldn't believe her eyes. It was bad enough that Suzie was letting a 
guy feel her tits, but her own brother? Suzie's eyes were half closed, and 
she purred in enjoyment as her tiny tits and hard nipples received her 
brother's incestuous caresses. 

"Now quit worrying about it," Jim cooed as his hand slid under Sally's 
blouse and across her taut bra-encased tits. Sally struggled but without 
conviction. Her mind was in a whirl. She was confused. Suzie letting her own 
brother feel her up? It wasn't right, but Suzie didn't seem to mind. And 
there was that intensely distracting, but pleasurable, feeling shooting from 
her nipples as Jim slid his hot hand under her bra cup and grasped her 
swollen young tit. 

"Oh, no," she moaned. "You shouldn't." But she made no effort to resist 
further as the boy kneaded her hot tit and lightly pinched her hard nipple. 
Jim let his hand continue its slow clenching and unclenching of her budding 
tit while he leaned back and gulped another swig of beer. 

He put it to the young girl's lips. Sally shook her head again, then pressed 
her mouth to the bottle and drank deeply. It tasted bitter. 

"Now you're getting with the program," Jim said, his hand still squeezing 
Sally's tits, moving from one cherry nipple to the other, bringing forbidden 
shudders of arousal to the innocent girl. "Hey, Bob, let's get this crate 
off the road and have some real fun." 

Bob didn't say anything, his hand still fondling his sister's openly offered 
tits as she stroked the outside of his bulging pants. He slowed at a narrow 
dirt road which led to a farm about a mile away and pulled off the road. 

"Hey, we shouldn't stop. It's getting late," Sally protested. "My mother 
will be sore if I come home late." 

"Jesus, girl! Can't you stop bitching?" Jim grumbled. The harsh words 
shocked her. She'd never heard them before in mixed company and certainly 
never directed at her. 

"Relax, Sally. We'll get home in time. Don't worry so much." Suzie's voice 
drifted back from the darkened front seat. "Just enjoy yourself." 

"Yeah, Sally. Just enjoy yourself," Jim mimicked. Suddenly he covered her 
mouth with his. His tongue probed her lips, forcing them open, then shoving 
deep into her mouth. She tasted the bitter beer the boy had been drinking 
and tried to pull away. 

But Jim was through playing Mr. Nice Guy. Roughly he pushed her back against 
the seat cushion. His arm crushed her body against him as he squeezed her 
firm tit in his sweating hand. Sally struggled weakly. Her hands were pinned 
at her sides and she was clearly no match for the brawny mechanic. In the 
front seat, she heard the distracting sounds of her friend murmuring 
endearments as Bob fondled his sister's exposed tits. 

Eagerly Jim unbuttoned Sally's blouse. Jim had to have her tits. He had to 
sink his teeth into her plump nipples. He kissed her passionately, his 
tongue thrusting deep into her mouth. Sally felt her own tongue Tight a 
losing battle to keep from being overwhelmed. Jim ripped her thin bra from 
Sally's quivering tits. His eyes danced over her firm heaving tits. Sally 
was developing beautiful tits. 

Jim's hands roamed all over Sally's body, caressing and kneading her 
unblemished tit-flesh. Jim bent his head to kiss one of her trembling tits. 
His hot breath sent shivers up Sally's spine and then his wide open mouth 
closed on her tit. Jim was trying to suck her entire tit into his mouth. 

"Ohhhhhhhh," Sally cried softly. "No. Please, noooooo." She tried to push 
the boy's head away from her pulsing tit but Jim wouldn't let go. Instead 
his teeth fastened to her budding nipple, and he gnashed her nipple while 
his tongue lashed it back and forth. 

Waves of pleasure and pain shot through the teenager's virgin tit and 
coursed through her body, sending shocks to her tingling, untouched cunt. 
Sally stared at the car roof with unseeing eyes as Jim continued his 
feverish assault on her tits, kissing, licking, sucking and biting first one 
red-tipped nipple, then the other. Breathing became difficult. 

Without warning, Jim's hand touched the inside of her thigh. Sally moaned a 
low protest, but her mind was too clouded by the pleasurable sensations 
bombarding her from her tits to allow more than a feeble fight. 

Already her virgin pussy was hot and wet. My god, what's happening to me? 
she wondered as she felt Jim's rough hand brush against her panties and 
trace the outlines of her swollen cunt-lips. 

"Ooooooohhhhh, ooohhhh, noooooooo," she panted softly. "It's wicked. I don't 
want to." 

Jim wasn't listening. He was like a mad animal. One hand roamed roughly over 
the girl's trembling body while the other yanked the tight panties down to 
expose Sally's sweet, pink, untouched cunt hidden by a thin covering of 
peach fuzz. 

Fear gripped Sally in a paralyzing vise. She couldn't move, she couldn't do 
anything to protect her untapped treasures. His brutal hands were feeling 
her exposed tits and fondling the lips of her pussy. Suddenly there was a 
sharp, stabbing pain as Jim shoved a finger into her tight pussy. 

"Ooooohhhhh. Stop. Please stop, it hurts!" Sally cried. 

"Shut up!" Jim commanded gruffly. "Just relax and enjoy it." 

Tears began to swim in the innocent teenager's big blue eyes. She tried to 
push Jim away, but the boy outweighed her and his strength was far superior. 
Sally moaned in frustration as she ceased her struggles. 

Jim bent his head down to examine her lovely furred pussy. Sally gasped as 
his hot breath blew is across her tit. She squealed in shock as Jim buried 
his lips in her crotch. His tongue lapped along the edges of her cunt. Sally 
wailed her shame. To have a man actually put his mouth there. She couldn't 
bear the humiliation. But he wanted more. Like a lizard, the long tongue 
slipped into her cunt and slammed into her hard pulsing clit. 

The shock was incredible. Involuntarily, Sally's hips lurched forward and 
her legs clutched the face burrowing into her pussy. She groaned with 
intense passion as his tongue slid maddeningly into her fuck hole and teased 
her sopping cunt. Then his tongue raced back up the fiery wet cunt-lips and 
licked her clit. Sally couldn't catch her breath. The things this young 
man's tongue were doing to her hotly aroused virgin clit were wicked and 
wonderful. She was terrified by her body's reaction, but she didn't want him 
to stop. 

Smiling evilly, Jim pulled his face from her dripping pussy. Quickly he 
unbuckled his belt. He lowered his pants to expose his hard prick thrusting 
over his tight briefs. Suddenly Sally froze in terror. Sally stared 
transfixed at his enormous cock. She'd never seen a man's cock before, but 
she was certain Jim's was enormous. She could see the thin blue veins 
pulsing with blood beneath the stretched skin. His cockhead swelled with an 
angry reddish color. The sight filled Sally with fear and curiosity. 

He meant to fuck his huge prick into her. Right in her tiny cunt. The 
thought slammed into Sally's brain. 

"Nooooo. Please, I'm too small. You can't rape me with that! It'll kill me. 
I'm a virgin," she whined. 

Suddenly, from the front seat, there came a sharp cry. 

"Aaaaahhhhh! Oh, yessssssss," Suzie groaned. "Oh, Bob!" 

"See?" Jim hissed at the protesting Sally. "Your friend's getting her cunt 
filled with cock. That's what it's made for, so stop fighting it." 

Sally couldn't believe her ears. From the front seat came groans of pleasure 
from Suzie and Bob. Sally could hear the two sweating bodies slapping 
together and the squishing sound of Bob's cock being fucked deep into his 
sister's wet fuck hole. 

Jim took advantage of Sally's momentary distraction and threw his body on 
top of her. Swiftly the big mechanic shoved his legs between the writhing 
slim legs of the girl and thrust his hard cock against her tiny cunt mouth. 
He fucked brutally, but his big engorged prick couldn't force its way into 
the terrified girl's tight pussy. 

"Noooooo!" Sally screamed. "Stop, it hurts! It's too big! Please don't!" 
Tears streamed down her cheeks and filled her wide eyes, causing Jim's 
contorted face to appear to swim over her. 

"Damn it! Relax. Open up," Jim ordered. 

Sally was too terrified to think. She gritted her teeth and kicked with 
desperation trying to dislodge the hard prick that was probing her tender 
flesh, pushing for an opening. Again and again, the boy fucked against her, 
trying to force his way in. But for all of his enthusiasm, Jim was largely 
inexperienced. He couldn't find her pussy to get his massive cock started 
for its fucking of Sally's cunt. 

He was becoming more and more frustrated with each unsuccessful thrust. 

Underneath him, Sally was crying softly. Her head thrashed from side to 
side, her legs kicked futilely. Despite her protests, Sally suddenly wanted 
Jim's cock. The sounds coming from the front seat indicated Suzie and Bob 
were close to a climax, and they made no attempt to silence their cries of 
passion as each banging fuck of Bob's thick prick into his sister's hungry 
cunt brought them closer to the peak. 

"I'm commmming!" Suzie screeched as her cunt juices suddenly flooded her 
brother's burning cock and her inner muscles gripped his prick in their hot 
vise. 

"Here it comes," Bob shouted back almost instantly as he fucked his cock 
hard against her tender pussy. The incestuous couple merged against one 
another in a tangle of arms and legs. Suzie arched off the seat to take in 
every inch of her brother's long prick. Bob pushed against the car door 
fucking his cock deeper and deeper into his sister's willing pussy. 

"Shit!" Jim cried in frustration. "You fucking cunt! Can't even fuck right!" 

Sally covered her eyes in shame. Ashamed of being nearly naked and ashamed 
that she couldn't take his prick while in the front seat her best friend was 
screaming with pleasure. 

"Fucking cunt," Jim said again. "Hey, Bob, move over and let me have some. 
This stuck up bitch doesn't even know what her cunt's for." 

With that, Jim turned his back on the sobbing teenager and climbed over the 
front seat. Suzie still lay on her back luxuriating in the afterglow of 
Bob's fucking. 

"What's going . . . OOOHHHH, ooohhhhh!" she cried as Jim sunk his aching 
cock into her hot slippery pussy and began fucking hard into her. 

"Oh!" Suzie gasped. "I hadn't counted on this. Oooohhh, that's nice." She 
bucked rapidly off the front seat. In seconds she was nearing a second 
climax as big as the first. "I'm almost there again. Oh! Ohhhh, Ooooohhhhh, 
I'm commmming!" 

Suzie thrust her hips off the seat and devoured the stiff prick fucking into 
her sopping cunt. She felt Jim's burning swollen cockhead expand even more, 
and, suddenly, her pussy was drenched for the second time in minutes with 
white hot jizm. She shrieked with lust as another orgasm rocked her from tit 
to toe as his bubbling cum frothed into her cunt tunnel and pooled in her 
pussy. 

Sally buried her head in her arms as she heard the grunts and screams of 
pleasure in the front seat. It was evil, her mother had been right about 
boys. She'd been terrified and repulsed. But in the end she'd wanted to feel 
a big prick fucking into her pussy, making a woman out of her. But it hadn't 
happened. Her puritanical upbringing and her fear of sex left her frustrated 
and unfilled, crying pitifully in the back seat of a car while her best 
friend took the cocks of two men. 

The three friends dropped Sally off at home later that night without 
speaking to her. It was the last time she saw Jim or talked to Suzie. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Sally's footsteps echoed in the marble halls of the Cannon Office Building. 
Somehow, she'd been able to compose herself and face Congressman Richards 
when her handsome boss emerged from his office. After witnessing him being 
sucked off by that brunette bitch, it was a wonder she still thought kindly 
of him. But, in fact, though she denied it to herself, Sally was deeply in 
love with the young distinguished congressman. And she felt insanely jealous 
of Brenda for having had the opportunity to take his big prick in her mouth 
and taste its hot cum. 

Sally was so preoccupied with the thoughts of the congressman and the wicked 
scene she'd just witnessed that she hardly heard the parking attendant say 
hello as she walked into the underground garage to get her car. 

Absent-mindedly, she unlocked the front door and climbed into the battered 
old car. Instantly, a hand covered her mouth, forcing her head painfully 
back against the cushion. 

"Don't scream," a rough voice ordered even as her choked-off shriek lodged 
in her throat. "Just stay quiet and you won't get hurt. I've got a gun and 
one wrong move and I'll splatter your brains all over the windshield. 
Understand?" 

Sally's eyes bulged as she nodded her head. Reluctantly the rough hand 
withdrew. Sally drew in a noisy, shuddering breath. "Please don't hurt me," 
she whined. "What do you want? Money? Here, I don't have much, but you can 
have whatever I've got." Anxiously she began fumbling through her 
pocketbook. 

"Don't turn around!" the voice said sharply. "Keep your fucking pocketbook. 
I ain't interested. Now, just drive and remember, no wrong moves and 
everything will be just fine." 

"Where? Where are you taking me?" 

"You'll find out. Just drive and don't stop when you get to the guard," the 
voice growled. 

With trembling hands, Sally did as she was told. Out the garage. Ten minutes 
later the voice commanded her to stop in front of a run-down, three-story 
house in the bad section of Washington. 

No sooner had the car stopped than two men jumped out of the shadowed alcove 
of a doorway. Rough hands grabbed Sally and propelled her out of the car, 
into the house and up a flight of vile-smelling stairs to a second-floor 
apartment. Sally hardly had time to observe her surroundings as her captors 
forced her through the messy apartment, filled with dirty clothes and empty 
beer cans, and led her to a back bedroom. 

Fear knotted her insides as the men forced her into the bedroom. What would 
happen to her? She cried as her captor ordered the other two men, a tall 
youth with a sly leer twisting his face, and a short rat-faced man in his 
early thirties to tie Sally's hands behind her back. Ratface pulled a length 
of cord from his pocket and lashed the struggling girl's hands tightly 
behind her back. Sally stood panting and vulnerable in the middle of the 
bedroom, surrounded by three brutal kidnappers. The youth leered into 
Sally's face. Slowly he moved his hand up to cup one of her heaving tits. 
The touch sent an electric shock racing down her spine. She gasped at the 
unwelcome caress. 

"Quit it, Johnson," the third man ordered sharply. He seemed to be the 
leader of the group, an intense man of medium height and a stocky build with 
a thick, but neatly trimmed black beard. 

"There'll be plenty of time to do that later, if . . . " He let the sentence 
trail off unfinished. 

Terror gripped Sally's heart. If what? There could be no mistaking what the 
youth, Johnson, had in mind. Were these awful men going to rape her? She 
shuddered at the thought of their vile hands touching her virgin body. 

"What do you want from me?" she whined. 

"Shut up, cunt," Ratface snarled, "you'll find out soon enough." 

With that, Johnson emitted a mocking laugh and shoved Sally back onto the 
bed, not missing the opportunity to squeeze one of her ripe tits as he 
pushed her down. The men stomped out of the room, laughing at her 
discomfort. 

"Don't try to get out," the bearded man called back as he closed the door. 
"We wouldn't like to have to mess up your pretty face." He slammed the door 
behind him, and Sally could hear the turn of a key in a lock. 

She struggled vainly against the ropes until her wrists were raw. It was 
useless. Frustrated and fearful, she buried her head in the mattress and 
cried herself to sleep. As she drifted off, she could hear her captors 
arguing and laughing in the next room. What did they have planned for her? 
Sleep claimed her exhausted body. Her tit still tingled from Johnson's 
touch. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Congressman Richards had just turned away from the ticket counter at the 
airport when he heard his name being paged. He picked up the receiver handed 
him by the pretty smiling airline attendant. The voice that snarled at him 
made his blood freeze. 

"All right, you bastard. Listen carefully. We got a friend of yours, that 
stuck-up blonde secretary Sally Adams. Don't do nothing stupid and nothing 
will happen to her. Go to the police and we'll return her to you one tit at 
a time, understand?" 

"Who is this?" Richards asked, attempting to keep his voice level so as not 
to alarm the airline attendant. 

"None of your fucking business. Now listen, go back to your office. You'll 
be contacted. And one more warning, don't go to the police if you want to 
see your pretty Miss Adams alive, and with both her tits." 

The receiver went dead in his hands. 

The handsome congressman smiled worriedly at the pretty attendant and hung 
up. He turned from the counter and hurried out of the airport and into a 
taxi. 

"Capitol Hill, quick!" he barked. 

Who could have his secretary? Why would they hold her, and what did they 
want from him? Whoever they are, he thought grimly, they sounded like they 
meant business. 

As soon as he reached his office, he called Sally's apartment in Arlington. 
The phone rang unanswered for several minutes as he convinced himself that 
the call at the airport had been real. 

Still, there was one other place Sally could be. He checked her employment 
card. Next to the line marked next of kin, Sally had written: "Ann Simpson, 
friend." It was worth a try. With shaking fingers, he dialed the number. 

Anne Simpson was putting the finishing touches on her make-up when the 
telephone rang. She expected to hear Bud's deep sexy voice when she lifted 
the receiver, and a shiver of excitement ran up her spine as she thought of 
the evening's entertainment before her. 

"Hello, lover," she purred softly into the mouthpiece. 

"Miss Simpson?" a voice asked uncertainly. 

"Who is this?" Anne asked, somewhat flustered. 

"This is Congressman Richards, Miss Simpson. I'm sorry to bother you, but is 
my secretary, Sally, there?" 

"No. Why should she be?" Anne asked. 

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to check with her about something. It can wait," 
Richards replied lamely. The growing note of concern in his voice was 
immediately recognized by Anne. 

"What's the matter? Is something wrong? Is Sally in any trouble?" 

Richards was silent a long moment. What should he do? Should he tell the 
girl and alarm her when there was still a chance Sally had gone out 
somewhere and that the harsh call had been only a hoax. 

"Miss Simpson, I'm trying to reach Sally. It's very important. If you hear 
from her, will you have her call me at the office? I'll be here very late." 

"Is Sally in trouble?" Anne insisted. "She is, isn't she? What's happened to 
her?" 

"I can't talk now," Richards said. "I'll fill you in later." He hung up the 
phone. 

Anne sat in front of her bedroom mirror and thought about the strange call. 
She liked Sally a great deal, but she knew how naive the poor girl could be. 
The ringing of her doorbell startled her. 

"Oh, Bud!" she cried as she opened the front door and thrust herself into 
the waiting arms of her burly boyfriend. "I'd expected you to call." 

"Couldn't wait to see you," Bud said as he hugged her off her feet and 
carried her into the apartment, her body crushed tightly against him. 

He stooped to kiss her but her kiss was lacking her usual passion. 

"What's wrong? Something bothering you?" 

"Oh, it's nothing," Anne said. "I'm just tired." 

"Well, one way to fix that," Bud said as he grasped the small, 
well-developed woman by the hand and led her into the bedroom. Anne went 
without hesitation. Gently Bud pushed her down across the bed on her stomach 
and began massaging the back of her neck and shoulders. 

"Uuuummmmmm, that's good," she purred. 

Bud unzipped the translucent white blouse Anne was wearing and massaged her 
back firmly. She wasn't wearing a bra. He rubbed his hands lovingly up and 
down Anne's creamy back. Slowly he rolled her over, peeling the blouse from 
her body as she rolled to her back. Anne sighed as he buried his curly head 
in the cleft of her firm big tits and inhaled the perfumed fragrance. 

Lightly his tongue traced a wet trail that circled each perfectly formed tit 
but stayed carefully away from the pink tips that instantly hardened in 
anticipation. 

Anne sighed and wiggled her body hungrily. She wanted more. Bud's educated 
tongue was rapidly erasing all traces of the disturbing call. Bud's open 
mouth clamped over one of her taut nipples and vacuumed her luscious tit 
into his mouth. Tingles of excitement raced from Anne's burning nipple and 
slammed into her warm pussy. Bud's teeth lightly nibbled her erect nipple. 

Anne's breathing came in ragged gasps as Bud increased his assault on her 
quivering tits. His hands roamed down her soft belly and unsnapped her tight 
jeans. The curly haired boyfriend lashed her erect nipples and chewed with 
gusto. Still holding a hard nipple between his teeth, he unzipped the 
squirming girl's pants and shoved his hand over the thin silk panties Anne 
wore. His hand stroked her furry cunt mound through her panties until her 
sopping fuck juices soaked the material. 

"Oh, you wicked boy," Anne murmured, "Coming in here and attacking a poor 
defenseless girl. Ohhhh, do it some more." 

Quickly Bud yanked the soaking panties from the trembling girl's body. He 
gazed with lust-filled eyes at her shapely naked form, large pink-tipped 
tits and tiny waist flaring to lush womanly hips. A light-brown triangle of 
wispy cunt fur covered her plump pussy mound. Anne lay on the bed, writhing, 
thrusting her glistening cunt off the bed. Her hands spread her pussy to 
full view of his devouring eyes. 

"Come and get it, lover," Anne whispered huskily. "Red-hot cunt, dripping 
and hungry, just the way you like it." 

Bud dropped to his knees in front of her seeping pussy. His tongue shot out 
and pierced her slightly parted cunt-lips. He laved one side of her 
delicious musky slit and down the other, sending tremors of delight shooting 
through Anne's straining body. She grabbed his head and forced his mouth 
over her twitching clit. 

"Bite it," she whispered with fierce desire. "Tear it out by the roots. Oh, 
that's it! harder, harder. Oh, my god!" 

Bud took the miniature cock in his teeth and gnashed her sensitive clit. 
Anne groaned with passion. Electric shocks rocketed from her burning clit. 
Her legs thrashed the bed. Bud's tongue flicked wildly against her clit. 

"Oh, god, Bud. Fuck me! Please, please hurry!" 

Bud didn't have to be asked twice. Instantly he abandoned her straining clit 
and tore his clothes off. Climbing on the bed, he raised his body over the 
moaning girl. He dipped his head for a quick bite of one erect nipple, then 
nuzzled his huge prick against her hot hairy cunt opening. Slowly, savoring 
every inch of penetration into her tight wet cunt, Bud sunk his 
blood-engorged prick deep into her churning pussy. 

Anne groaned in ecstasy as his rigid cock spread her wet pussy and wormed 
its way into her hot depths. She was almost ready to come. Bud had made her 
so hot with his clit-chewing that her orgasm threatened to explode at any 
second. Her cunt muscles milked his long thick cockshaft as his prick fucked 
steadily into her pussy. Anne felt the huge prick force her cunt-lips wide 
apart, her organs moved aside to accept his rock-hard cock. 

Bud slammed into her, his heavy bulk pushing her down onto the mattress as 
his big prick embedded itself in her clasping pussy. Again and again he 
fucked his burgeoning cock in to the hilt, withdrew slightly, then fucked 
again. Anne thrust her hips up with each impaling stroke. Her body ached for 
release, for the flood of cum washing her pussy and the explosion of her own 
titanic orgasm. Her legs wrapped around Bud's body, her heels drummed wildly 
on his back. She squeezed his legs and pulled his prick deeper into her 
burning wet pussy. 

Panting hard, Bud could feel the boiling gism welling up in his tightening 
balls. Suddenly the head of his prick expanded and began to twitch. Gushers 
of cum spewed from his piss-slit and hosed the girl's deep cunt. Anne 
shrieked as she felt his hot spunk slam against the walls of her pussy. Her 
hips bucked wildly, thrusting his cock deep into her cunt and rubbing his 
burning prickshaft against her clit. 

The feel of Bud's climax touched off a volcano in Anne's body. "I'm 
ccccooommminnnnggggg!" she wailed as she arched her back and thrust hard 
against her lover's prick. The two exhausted lovers fell in a gasping heap 
and roiled away from each other, panting heavily. 

Suddenly the telephone rang. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Debbie Black had seen the girl being hustled into the apartment building, 
and she was curious. What was a beautiful woman doing in this neighborhood, 
and why were the mysterious men who lived in the apartment downstairs 
grabbing her the way they did? 

The teenager had been watching the man on the second floor for the past 
week, particularly the youth, Johnson. She wondered what he'd be like in 
bed. She rubbed her small tits as she thought about him. Debbie was eager 
for sexual experiences ever since the night she and two girl friends had 
gone to a college party only to find that they were the only girls there. 

The sight of the three young teenagers had driven the heavy-drinking college 
men wild with lust. Two men had grabbed Debbie and had unceremoniously torn 
her clothing from her. As one man forced his prick into her mouth, another 
had explored her virgin cunt with his long thin prick. 

Around her, the two other girls were both being raped. Her girl friend Diana 
lay spread-eagled on the couch while a short fat man fucked his thick cock 
into her virgin fuck hole. Diana shrieked as her innocent cherry flesh was 
ripped and blood spattered her inner thighs. The fat man laughed as he 
fucked his prick faster into his victim until, with a tremendous roar, he 
shoved his cock into Diana and emptied his bursting balls deep in her cunt. 

Debbie couldn't see her girl friend Cynthia, but she could hear the girl 
pleading with the two men holding her. Suddenly Debbie heard her girlfriend 
scream in pain. 

But Debbie couldn't do anything to help Cynthia. Right now she had her hands 
full, cupping the big balls swinging from the huge cock stuffing her face. 
Behind her, another assailant had found her pussy opening. With a mighty 
thrust, he pushed his gigantic cockhead past her cunt-lips. Debbie groaned 
around the meaty prick in her mouth. The cock in her pussy hole pushed 
against her cherry. His prickhead slammed into her cherry, and Debbie felt 
her cherry tear. Pain spiraled through her pussy and slammed into her brain. 

The big prick in her mouth fucked faster and pushed its way down her throat. 
She squeezed the ball sac and the man groaned. Seconds later she felt his 
bulbous cockhead swell even larger, and her mouth was drenched with thick 
hot cum. The flood of jizm seemed unending as it filled her mouth and 
dribbled out the corners of her obscenely stretched lips. She swallowed the 
slightly salty cum and felt it slowly trickle down her throat. Behind her, 
the raping prick fucked deeper into her cunt. 

Suddenly her rapist shouted in ecstasy. His gism shot into the poor girl's 
tight cunt. Debbie screamed as her torn and bloody pussy was filled with the 
thick viscous liquid. She fainted. 

The three girls had been raped repeatedly through out the night. As the dawn 
broke, they were booted out of the party, their ravished bodies sore and 
aching. 

Debbie watched with a perplexed expression as two of the men left the 
apartment building and climbed into a battered station wagon. As the minutes 
dragged on, she wondered what Johnson was doing alone with the girl. The 
curious teenager decided to find out more about Johnson. She would pretend 
she needed help changing a light bulb on a high fixture. It was a 
transparently lame excuse, she knew, but it would at least give her a chance 
to be with the tall youth. Debbie wondered what he would be like in bed. 

The knock on the door came as no surprise to Johnson. He'd heard the 
teenager's footsteps as she came down the stairs and along the narrow 
hallway. He was ready for her. He had a craving for young cunt, and the 
thought of the luscious girl made his throat dry. He'd fuck her brutally as 
soon as she got in the door. 

"Excuse me," Debbie murmured in what she hoped was an appealing manner, "the 
light bulb in my bedroom burned out, and I wondered if you might help me 
change it?" 

Johnson flashed the girl a big smile. He invited the girl in. No sooner had 
Debbie stepped into the room than Johnson slammed the door shut and locked 
it behind her. The tall man grabbed her by the throat and slammed her 
roughly against the wall. 

Debbie's startled scream was choked off by the big hand holding her throat. 
She struggled and tried to pry the fingers from her windpipe. Johnson gave 
her the back of his hand. 

Holding the struggling girl with one hand, he grasped the top of the thin 
dress Debbie wore and brutally ripped downward. The dress tore off the 
girl's body like tissue paper, revealing small tits topped by hard dark 
nipples. She wore nothing but white panties underneath. 

Terror filled the young girl's wide eyes. She had hoped to gain the man's 
attention, but not like this. He was crazy. He might even kill her. The 
terrified teen redoubled her efforts to get away, but Johnson held her 
windpipe firmly in his choking grasp and slammed her hard against the wall. 
Momentarily stunned, she dropped her arms. Johnson grasped her white panties 
and ripped them off, displaying her furry pussy. Debbie forced her legs 
together. 

"Spread 'em," Johnson growled. 

Debbie tried to answer, but nothing came out. She shook her head. Johnson 
grasped one of her small tits in his massive hand and squeezed. Lightning 
streaks of pain shot through the girl's tortured tit as Johnson squeezed 
harder and harder. Debbie couldn't believe the pain rocketing through her 
body. Her legs sprang apart. 

Without waiting for the girl to get ready, Johnson tugged his 
already-swollen cock from his pants and shoved his prick into Debbie's tight 
cunt. In seconds, his enormously swollen cockhead found her tight 
pussy-hole. He shoved. 

Debbie screamed through the hand covering her mouth. His big prick was 
tearing her dry sensitive cunt flesh as his cock fucked its way deep into 
her trembling cunt. Johnson backed off slightly and fucked deep. He fucked 
his prick in to the hilt. Debbie thought her eyes would pop out of her 
skull. The agony in her cunt was like nothing she'd ever felt before. 

Again and again her tormentor fucked his massive cock into her pussy until, 
finally, just when she thought she'd pass out from the brutal rape, the man 
shot a gusher of hot cum into her burning pussy. Satisfied, his balls 
drained of their last ounce of cum, Johnson yanked his prick out of her 
cunt. 

Sobbing, Debbie sunk to her knees, her hands clasped tightly over her torn 
cunt. Johnson shoved the whimpering teen's shoulder as she toppled to her 
side. He strode to the kitchen for a beer. He had just downed the first gulp 
when the front door opened. 

A burly black-bearded man and a smaller man stopped dead in their tracks at 
the sight of the sobbing teen. Torn and tattered clothing hung around her 
body. 

"What the fuck's been going on here!" the bearded man bellowed. Ratface said 
nothing but eyed the slender girl hungrily. 

"Just having a little recreation, Murdock." Johnson grinned. "Try some. Take 
the pressure off." 

Murdock glared at his compatriot, but Ratface was already licking his lips 
in anticipation. 

Debbie still lay on her side, her hand covering her painful pussy, her eyes 
too filled with tears to make the men out clearly. One thing she was sure 
of, their arrival would not help her any. 

"Come on, boss, we could use some fresh meat," Ratface said with a leer. 

Murdock stepped over Debbie and went into the kitchen for a beer. Ratface 
stood over the girl. Suddenly he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants. 
His short, stumpy cock jutted out from his hair-covered crotch. Through her 
tears, Debbie saw his prick as Ratface stroked his cock to hardness. 

"Nnnnoooo!" she wailed, turning her stomach to protect her cunt. 

"Just what I wanted," Ratface said, "a piece of ass." Roughly he jerked the 
whimpering girl's legs wide apart. Her tight twin asscheeks trembled as he 
dropped to his knees. His hands grasped her asscheeks and spread them. 

"Oh, no!" Debbie screamed. "Not there! Please don't!" 

She'd only been fucked in the ass once, during the fraternity party. The 
pain had been so great that she'd fainted before the man fucking her virgin 
ass had thrust his prick all the way in. 

Ratface ignored her plea. He spit on his index finger and probed her 
asshole. He shoved his finger in up to the second knuckle. Debbie wailed in 
agony. He pushed until his finger was all the way in. Debbie cried out and 
drummed her feet against the floor. Ratface rotated his finger in her tight 
hot ass until her asshole began to adjust to his fucking finger. Just as she 
began to get used to one finger, Ratface shoved a second finger into her 
asshole. The girl groaned. 

Murdock took a seat on a chair behind the couple to watch as Ratface lowered 
himself between the girl's futilely thrashing legs. Debbie felt the man pull 
his fingers out of her ass. She knew what was coming next and desperately 
tried to crawl away. Ratface held her against the floor as he pressed his 
turgid prick against her tight asshole and shoved. He grunted as her 
ass-ring puckered to admit the head of his cock. 

Debbie shrieked in pain. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaggg-hhhh, please, no!" 

Ratface shoved again, burying half his cock into the girl's asshole. Debbie 
bucked like a bronco but her lurches only resulted in his terrible prick 
fucking deeper into her tight ass. Ratface fucked his prick all the way in. 
Debbie screamed as she felt his mighty cock stretch her tender inner ass 
walls and burn its way into her ass. The pain was so great that Debbie lay 
rigid, afraid that any move would cause incredible pain. She felt as if her 
ass flesh had been permanently torn from the bone. Her tight ass muscles 
felt incredibly spread. Ratface pulled his cock out until only his pricktip 
remained clasped firmly between the trembling girl's asscheeks. With one 
mighty thrust, he fucked the teenager's ass with the entire length of his 
prick. 

"Oooooohhhh, pleeeaaassse, no more!" Debbie groaned. 

Murdock's prick had grown as he watched his companion fuck the young girl's 
tight ass. As Ratface settled into a steady fucking rhythm, fucking deep 
into the innocent teen's clenching asshole, Murdock got horny as hell. He 
rubbed his mighty prick through the crotch of his pants. 

"Roll that cunt over and let me in there," he directed Ratface. 

Grabbing her tits and fucking his prick in to the hilt, Ratface rolled over 
on his side and then to his back. Debbie, still skewered on the cock 
embedded in her ass, wailed as she was rolled over until she lay on her back 
on top of Ratface, her defenseless sopping cunt arched up to Murdock's avid 
and hungry gaze. 

Her eyes widened as she watched Murdock lower his pants and reveal the 
longest, widest cock she'd ever seen. His prick was like an enormous tree 
limb, gnarled and thick veined. She tried to cover her exposed pussy, but 
Ratface pinned her arms to her sides as he continued to roughly knead her 
tits. 

"You'll kill me! Please. No, it's too big! Please, no. Ohhh, noooo!" 

Murdock dropped over the girl in one quick movement, his massive prick 
nuzzling the wet hairs of her already-torn and fucked cunt. He shoved his 
prick halfway into her seeping cunt before her tight pussy muscles stopped 
him. Debbie's eyes bulged and her mouth opened to scream, but nothing came 
out. Her shriek of utter pain was lodged in her throat. 

Gathering his strength, his ass muscles knotting for the mighty effort, 
Murdock fucked again, and his huge cock fucked into her hot tight pussy, 
slamming in to the hilt. 

"Aaaaaaaaaaggggghhhhh, you're splitting me! Your big prick is killing me!" 
Debbie screamed. Her head flailed from side to side, whipping her black hair 
across Murdock's face. Her body trembled violently from the massive prick 
shoved between her hideously stretched cunt-lips. Her legs kicked out 
wildly, but she couldn't lessen the incredible pain in her pussy. The bulk 
of the big man pushed her down hard on Ratface's thick prick, and the twin 
agonies of having her cunt and ass filled with huge hot cocks was almost 
more than the young girl could bear. The most she could hope for was that 
the agony would end with her fainting. 

The enormous cocks fucked in and out of her violated fuck holes as each man 
sought to inflict as much pain on her ravished body as he could. 

Murdock ignored the helpless girl's cries and fucked his huge prick into her 
torn cunt with slow bone-jarring fucks. Beneath her, Ratface matched 
Murdock's strokes with his own powerful thrusts. Soon the twin pricks were 
fucking Debbie's ass and pussy with terrible matched force. The incredible 
friction was causing the young girl to cry in pain each time the big cocks 
fucked into her. 

Her nipples rippled with streaks of pain and passion as Ratface continued 
pinching them. His cock fucked into the scalding buttery depths of her 
vice-like ass. The violated girl squirmed between the two men. 

Almost without her realizing it, the terrible pain began to subside as she 
felt herself thrust alternately up against the cunt-ravishing prick buried 
in the depths of her plundered pussy and then back onto the thick stumpy 
cock filling her ass. Tremors of passion raced through her body, slowly 
replacing her consuming pain. With every inward thrust of Murdock's massive 
cock, lightning streaks streamed from her clit and tingled her tits. Soon 
the pain was almost gone, replaced instead by a glorious hungry desire deep 
in her pussy. The young teen was amazed at the transformation of the monster 
pricks into instruments of pure, incredible ecstasy. 

"Oh, fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me good. FUCK ME!" 

The pricks fucked harder as Debbie flailed her legs and thrust her cunt and 
ass wildly against the pricks. She felt a boiling passion building in her 
seeping cunt as waves of never-before-felt sexuality crashed into her brain. 
Her ass muscles clenched hard on Ratface's fucking prick, and her cunt 
milked the thick cock rammed into her pussy. Her breath came in labored 
gasps for air. She bucked and thrust herself wantonly against the fucking 
pricks. She cried in agony at the closeness of her come and mewled each time 
the cocks filled her to bursting. She was a wild sex-crazed animal seeking 
release. She had to come or die. 

Beneath her, Ratface's prick was almost squeezed off at the base as the 
crazed teenager's ass clenched forcefully. His huge prick spasmed as he felt 
his burning cum race from his bloated balls, up the length of his cock. 
Suddenly, with a cry of anguish, he let fly with heated pent-up cum. His 
asscheeks shuddered as he emptied gushers of hot cum into Debbie's clasping 
thrashing asshole. Debbie shrieked as she felt the hot flood in her burning 
asshole. She drummed her heels on the floor as she felt his hot sticky spunk 
pumping into her asshole. 

Almost instantly, she felt Murdock's bulbous prickhead swell even more and 
the piss-slit spewed thick hot gobs of his cum deep into her hot cunt where 
it pooled with the cum left by Johnson. The gushers of cum sent Debbie 
cresting on a wave of her own titanic orgasm. Her building climax shuddered 
down her thrashing limbs, hardening her nipples to painful pinpoints and 
then exploding in her loins. The fucked teenager screamed in fulfillment as 
her tidal wave crashed in her guts and copious fuck fluids gushed from her 
stuffed pussy hole. 

"I'mmmmm commminnnngggggg!" she shrieked as her orgasm tore through her. 
"I'm coming all over!" 

The trio lay panting in exhaustion on the hard floor. Ratface still had his 
thick stumpy prick buried in the clutch of Debbie's ass while Murdock slowly 
flexed his dwindling cock, enjoying the feel of the tight hot cunt sheathing 
his prick as her pussy spasmed with the last aftershocks of orgasm. 

The thick white cum dribbled out of the girl's punished pussy and ran down 
her ass crack and to the floor. For a fleeting second, the young girl 
worried about pregnancy. She'd taken the cum of Johnson and Murdock deep in 
her pussy. 

Debbie stared at the ceiling in wonder. It had been just like the time she'd 
been raped at the fraternity party. At first she'd resisted and the pain had 
been terrible. The wildly drunken college men had shown no mercy as they'd 
fucked their big hard pricks into her tight dry virgin fuck hole, terrible 
fucks that tore her sensitive cherry. She'd fainted from the pain. But when 
she woke up, she found still another huge cock buried in her cunt as another 
unseen rapist fucked her. 

Slowly, at first, she lifted her hips to pull his cock even deeper. The man 
looked down and grinned as he realized he'd made her respond to his fucking. 
Debbie grinned back and thrust her sopping pussy up against his loins. She 
was really turned on. The fucking had been going on for hours. Around her, 
she could hear the sounds of her two girl friends as they sucked and fucked 
themselves into a stupor. 

For all, the girls the sequence had been the same. First, the utter pain of 
having their virginity ripped from their aching cunts, then the pure 
unadulterated pleasure that big boys could give a girl with their big cocks. 
It was almost too much for the young teenager, and she flailed her head from 
side to side mewling incomprehensible sounds as the beautiful stranger 
fucked his big beautiful prick in and out of her seeping pussy. She heard 
herself cry out in passion for his cock. 

Debbie had felt the prick lurch deep inside her and then began to spurt hot 
gism. The burning flood turned her on even more. She screamed as her own 
orgasm, her first, shattered along her pussy. That had been only the first 
of countless pleasurable fucks that night for Debbie. Like her friends, once 
the pain was gone, nothing was left but a raging, insatiable hunger. 

Now, panting deeply under Murdock's body, she felt the same way. Johnson's 
assault had been terribly painful. The apprehension and the pain had not 
given her time to begin to enjoy the fuck. Then the brutal fucking of her 
tender ass and the double fuck as Murdock fucked his inhumanly proportioned 
prick into her pussy had driven her over the edge. But somehow the 
unbelievable pain had turned into delicious pleasure. So now she was sex 
hungry. Debbie squeezed her cunt muscles trying to revive Murdock's prick, 
but the black-bearded leader had other things on his mind now that he'd 
drained his balls of their gism. 

Murdock pulled his burning prick from the teenager's twitching cunt and 
heaved himself off of her. Slowly he pulled his pants back on. Johnson, 
still clutching a beer, leaned against the kitchen doorframe. A smirk 
creased his face as he watched the two men fuck the young girl. , "Nice 
meat, huh?" he asked slyly as Murdock finished buckling his belt. "Maybe we 
ought to keep her." 

Murdock seemed to ignore the younger man's suggestion. 

"Where's the girl?" he growled. 

"In there, nice and cozy," Johnson said, waving his beer can in the 
direction of the back bedroom. 

"Let's see how she's doing," Murdock said as he moved past Johnson and 
walked toward the bedroom. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Congressman John Richards sat in his office and thought about Sally Adams. 

She was pretty enough, the handsome politician mused, and she had nice-sized 
tits and a ripe round ass-all things that counted in the selection of a 
secretary-but there was something standoffish about her. Most of his 
secretaries were quick to make it obvious that they would like nothing 
better than to suck his long, thick cock or have him fuck his prick deep in 
their furry cunts. 

And he was just as willing to oblige. Brenda, for example. She'd only been 
working for him five days and already she'd sucked him off. His prick 
twitched at the memory of her soft mouth. Next week he would throw her down 
on his office floor, spread her slim legs and bury his face in her pussy. He 
would eat her cunt until she squealed. He would chew her hard clit until she 
went crazy. Then he would ram his huge cock all the way into her twitching 
pussy and flood her cunt with his hot fuck juices. He was sure she would go 
wild when he fucked her cunt. All his secretaries did. All, that is, except 
Sally Adams. He'd never laid a finger on her. 

He wondered why. Somehow, his slightly off-color remarks and suggestive 
looks, which produced immediate responses from the other girls, had gone 
either unnoticed or ignored. Soon Richards, whose macho ego was as big as 
his congressional district, had stopped making a play for the beautiful 
blonde secretary. He'd thought occasionally about firing her and hiring 
someone who was more responsive to his advances, but somehow he never did. 
First of all, Sally was a very efficient, hard-working secretary, which was 
something not all of his hot-blooded girls could say. Then, too, she was 
deliciously beautiful, with soft blonde hair and a luscious body, an asset 
to any man's office. But deep down, Richards knew the real reason that he 
never fired Sally was because to do so would have been to admit defeat. 
Someday he would get inside that stuck-up bitch's pants and fuck her cunt 
and nibble her tits until she screamed for joy. When that day came, he could 
then toss her aside if he wanted. 

And now somebody was holding Sally Adams hostage. For what? Richards briefly 
reviewed his legislative career and interests. He was a big man back home on 
the chicken dinner circuit. Everybody thought he was doing a really good job 
in Congress. But deep down Richards knew that he hadn't done very much. 

But Richards was happy with his job. Just being a congressman was glamorous 
enough and it gave him plenty of chances to find his cock embedded between 
the legs of some very lovely and willing young ladies, not only 
congressional secretaries but all up and down embassy row. 

It had to be for his money. True, he wasn't as rich as some congressmen, but 
his father had left him several million dollars from his trucking business 
which had captured the need for heavy hauling as Los Angeles grew after 
World War II. The senior Richards had then invested shrewdly in real estate. 
When he died, he'd left his son a fortune, enough to live easily and buy 
himself a seat in Congress. Richards wondered how much Sally's captors would 
ask for. 

The telephone rang sharply, startling him out of his reverie. 

"H-H-H-Hello," he said. 

"All right, Richards," the voice growled. "You've done good so far. We've 
got your secretary and she's still got those nice big tits. But we're going 
to charge you for them. They're nice big ones, so it's going to cost you a 
nice big fee if you want to get them back with her still attached. We want a 
million dollars, and we want it tomorrow night." 

"I can't get that kind of money on such short notice," Richards protested. 
"Please let her go and 

I promise I'll raise the money somehow next week." 

"What do you take us for, chump?" the voice shouted in rage. "We weren't 
born yesterday. Okay, we'll give you until six p.m. Monday to raise the 
dough. Remember, don't call the cops or your pretty lady gets all cut up." 

"Wait a minute. How do I know you've got Sally? How do I know you haven't 
already killed her?" 

"You don't, sucker," the voice said with an evil chuckle. "But we'll send 
you her panties just so's you'll know we got her. Think you'll recognize 
them? Then, just before you hand over the money, we'll let you talk to her." 

"Where should I bring the money?" Richards asked. But suddenly the line was 
dead. 

In a cold sweat, Richards called Sally's friend, Anne Simpson. Anne was 
still breathing heavily from the fucking Bud had given her when the phone 
rang. 

"Uh, Miss Simpson, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I was wondering if you 
could come down here. I may need your help," Richards said without any 
introduction. 

"Is anything wrong with Sally?" Anne asked worriedly. 

"I don't think I should discuss it over the phone. Please hurry over here." 

Richards gave Anne his office address and then called the security guards to 
alert them that he expected a visitor and that it was all right to let her 
into the closed building. 

It was half an hour before Anne arrived. She'd told Bud that she would call 
him later if she needed him then had changed into a snug-fitting blouse and 
tight slacks and had driven madly through the evening traffic. When she 
arrived at Richards' office, she found the outer doors open and the young 
congressman pacing worriedly in his outer office. 

Richards looked up and smiled appreciatively as the woman walked into his 
office. She was small and compact but, he noticed, had oversized tits for 
her small body and long, light-brown hair that cascaded around her face and 
draped over her shoulders. 

Richards thought things were beginning to look a little better. But while 
his mind raced with lascivious thoughts, picturing the young woman without 
her clothes, the vain congressman put on his most aristocratic expression to 
mask his thoughts. 

"I'm sorry to have you come all this way, Miss Simpson, but I didn't want to 
talk over the telephone. I've had two calls from some pretty rough-sounding 
characters. They claim they've kidnapped Sally and threatened to do some 
rather nasty things to her if I don't meet their demands." 

"Oh, no!" Anne gasped, her hand reflexively clutching her large tit. "What 
do they want? And why do you need me?" 

"What they want is a million bucks," Richards said leaning against his desk. 
"I can probably get my hands on the money but I don't want to pay unless I'm 
sure they have Sally. That's where you come in. They said they'll let me 
speak to her before I deliver the money. I want you to listen in. You 
probably would recognize her voice over the phone better than I would." 

Anne promptly agreed to do whatever she had to in order to help her best 
friend. After waiting in Richards' office for another hour with no word from 
the captors, they were exhausted from the tension. 

"Look," Richards said, "we may not hear from them for a day or two, but they 
may call at any minute. The best thing for us to do is stay together until 
the call comes. But we might as well go back to my apartment and wait for 
the call. I've got plenty of room." 

Anne quickly agreed to go with the congressman. She wasn't worried about him 
making advances on her, and, anyway, if he did, it might be fun. He was good 
looking, and rich. 

The two rode silently to Richards' Capitol Hill apartment and took the 
private elevator up to his penthouse apartment. Anne was impressed by the 
lavish living room, ornate dining room and richly paneled study. The balcony 
offered a breath-taking view of the lit Capitol dome. She avoided looking 
into the master bedroom, but she noticed there was a small second bedroom 
which looked unused. 

"Make yourself at home," Richards said as he strode to the well-stocked bar. 
"Can I fix you a drink?" 

"Oh, that would be great. Scotch, please, I need something to unwind." 
Richards poured two double scotches and brought them back to the pile couch 
where Anne sat, her legs stretched out in front of her. 

"Mmmmm, that's nice," she said as she sipped slowly. "Mind if I get comfy?" 
she asked as she stretched, kicking off her low-heeled shoes. The movement 
thrust her enormous tits tightly against the thin fabric of her snug blouse. 

Richards' eyes bulged as he watched her twin mounds of firm tit-flesh swell 
the form-hugging shirt. He felt his mouth watering, and his cock began to 
stiffen painfully. He moved behind the couch and began massaging the back of 
Anne's neck. His strong fingers gently kneaded her neck and shoulder 
muscles. 

"Oh, that feels good," Anne cooed as she sipped her scotch and closed her 
eyes, letting the feel of Richards' hands heat her upper body. The massage 
and the scotch were getting her warm. Lazily she unbuttoned two of her 
buttons, revealing the deep tanned cleavage between her mountainous tits. 

Richards sucked in his breath as he stared down at the wondrous sight before 
him, trying vainly to catch a glimpse of her nipples but they were encased 
in a frilly white bra. The young congressman increased the pressure of his 
massage, pushing and pulling the muscles of the gorgeous girl's neck and 
shoulders, then rubbing her arms and back. 

Anne was enjoying the attention very much. He hadn't even touched her tits, 
but already the rock hardness of her nipples was rubbing almost painfully 
against her bra. When Richards placed his palms on her blouse and lightly 
cupped her tits, she sighed with pleasure. He squeezed gently, then with 
greater force as he massaged her entire chest with a fervid passion. 

"Oh, John," she moaned. "Oh, that feels sooo, goooood." 

Richards lost no time in unbuttoning the remaining buttons of her blouse and 
pushing the thin material out of his way. Anne leaned forward, and he 
quickly unhooked her bra snap. He shoved both hands under the bra cups and 
kneaded her huge swollen tits. He grabbed her tits fiercely, tweaking her 
long erect nipples between his fingers. 

Anne gasped with pain and pleasure. She was breathing heavily now, each 
breath swelling her enormous tits as they overflowed John's hands. Richards 
was kissing her neck and shoulders. He nibbled her playfully on the 
collarbone. Anne reached her shapely, well-tanned arms around his neck and 
drew his face to hers for a deep lasting kiss. He kissed back hungrily, 
thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues dueled, then she let him 
flick his tongue in and out of her mouth in a lewd imitation of fucking. 

She groped at his clothing, struggling to unbutton his shirt, then tangled 
her hands in his mat of chest hairs. Breathing heavily, Richards scooped the 
gorgeous woman into his arms and strode across the living room into the 
enormous bedroom. He switched the pale lights on to their dimmest setting. 
He lightly tossed the panting girl onto the gigantic bed and dropped on top 
of her, pinning her down against the mattress with a deep, hungry kiss. Anne 
responded with passionate fervor, rubbing her hands over his strong back. 
Almost at once, they began clawing each other's clothes. Richards slid 
Anne's tight-fitting slacks from her as she unzipped his pants and reached 
into his shorts for his turgid prick. 

Dressed only in his briefs, he pushed the lovely girl onto her back and 
began kissing her lower belly, laving a trail of wet kisses from her deeply 
indented navel to the top of her black lace panties. Slowly he peeled them 
down over her hips, kissing the exposed flesh as it came into view. Soon he 
was face to face with her cunt mound, the light-brown pussy fuzz shrouding 
her tender cunt-lips and her clit. 

Anne moaned deeply as his hot breath blew against her exposed pussy. His 
gentle breath wafted against her delicate cunt hairs. Softly, he kissed her 
entire pussy mound. His lips puckered against the vertical lips of her 
aroused cunt and his tongue probed gently through her wet cunt-lips. Anne 
gasped as his lewd tongue parted her pussy and slithered up and down the hot 
walls of her steaming cunt. She squirmed as his tongue laved its way up to 
her clit and swirled around the edges of her throbbing clit. 

"Oh, John, oh, yes!" She moved her head slowly from side to side. 

Richards looked up from his feasting, his cheeks coated with her pussy 
juice. Framed between her golden thighs, beyond the cherry-capped mountains 
of her tits, Anne's face was a contortion of passion-her eyes tightly shut, 
her mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her full lower lip. 

He grinned at the arousal he'd caused in this beautiful woman. He looked 
back at her cunt. Her fuck juices were flowing freely, and her enlarged clit 
was shining at the top of her pussy. Richards dove back into her cunt 
tunnel, reaming the musky fuck fluids with his tongue, then clamping his 
teeth lightly on her aroused clit. Anne squealed with delight as Richards 
nipped and lashed his tongue against her clit. Her body jerked in spasms as 
he continued to chew her red-hot clit. Her breathing came in deep gasps. 
Streaks of pure pleasure shot from her convulsing pussy hole up through her 
body to tingle her stone-tipped tits and cause the rest of her limbs to 
twitch and tremble with unquenched arousal. 

Richards was gnawing on her painfully excited clit. Her body was on fire. 
Her pussy was aching to be fucked, to feel a hot, hard, long cock fuck the 
entire length of her deep cunt channel. Her fuck juices were flowing across 
Richards' face as she bucked her hips to pull his tongue deep into her 
hungry pussy. 

"Oh, fuck me! Please fuck me now," Anne panted. 

"Not yet, baby. It's my turn for a little attention now." 

Anne groaned as Richards slipped away from her burning, churning cunt. But 
her groan turned into a gasp as Richards pulled off his underwear and 
exposed his long hard prick. Her eyes gleamed lustily as she took his cock 
in both hands, her fingernails running along his prickshaft causing a 
shudder of delight to race up his spine. 

"Suck me, baby. Suck me good." 

She squeezed his giant prick and a drop of pre-cum formed at the tip. Anne 
bent her head like a graceful swan and speared the little droplet with her 
pink pointed tongue. She moaned and began to thrash her tongue against 
Richards' cockhead. Opening her wet lips, she clasped the bulbous head of 
his prick and swirled her tongue around, sucking gently. Richards gripped 
her for balance, kneeling in front of her and thrust his hips forward until 
his cock was buried halfway into the pretty brunette's mouth. 

Anne kept sucking and worming her tongue around his hard prick. Her cheeks 
hollowed in and blew out as she took his cock deeper and deeper until his 
prick was battering the back of her throat. With a lunging motion, she 
arched her neck and swallowed nearly the entire length of his cock down her 
throat. Richards groaned as he felt his prick embed itself in the girl's 
throat. The vacuuming pressure was about to blow his balls. He gasped as the 
experienced cocksucker reached one hand out and lightly clenched the root of 
his long prick while her other hand milked his swollen balls, jiggling them 
in their bloated sac. 

Richards could feel the cum starting in his balls. He was tempted to shoot 
his hot jizm into the girl's willing mouth, but the thought of stuffing her 
wet pussy was too great to pass up. Besides, he'd already had one blow job 
from Brenda earlier. Now he was ready to fuck. 

He pushed Anne's avidly clasping mouth away from his burning prick. She 
groaned in disappointment, but the groan turned into a moan of pleasure as 
he pushed her onto her back and positioned himself over her sopping pussy. 
The tip of his prick nuzzled her wet cunt hairs. Slowly his cock spread her 
dripping pussy lips and John shuddered with passion at the fantastic feeling 
her clutching cunt opening was giving his cockhead. Slowly he pushed his fat 
prick halfway in. Anne screwed up her face, her eyes slammed shut, then 
opened wide as she felt his giant cock filling her clutching cunt. Richards 
teased her by pulling his cock back until only the tip remained nuzzled in 
her cunt. 

"Oh, don't stop. Deeper, deeper! Fill me all the way with that hard fucker!" 
she moaned. 

With all his power, Richards fucked his cock to the hilt in her deep wet 
pussy, not stopping until his crotch hairs meshed with those surrounding her 
dripping cunt. 

Anne squealed with delight, thrusting her hips at him to take his engorged 
cock as deep as possible. She felt his chest hairs rub briskly over her hard 
pink nipples. The couple began a furious fucking. Richards fucked his big 
prick into her with the force and speed of a pile driver. Anne met each 
bone-jarring thrust with an upraised thrust of her own that soon had them 
sweating and groaning, thrashing arms and legs wildly as they rolled around 
in blissful passion. 

In and out Richards' slime-coated prick fucked with power while Anne's tight 
cunt muscles milked his big cock each time his prick plunged in almost to 
her belly. With each stroke, Richards felt his 

pendulous balls slap against Anne's sweaty, upturned ass crack. He gripped 
the heavy globes of her ass, pulling her cunt even deeper onto his prick and 
squeezing her asscheeks in rhythm to his hard fucking. 

His fingers searched for her tiny asshole. Without warning, he thrust his 
middle finger into her clasping ass up to the second knuckle. Anne screamed 
as she felt her asshole being violated and her cunt arched up even higher on 
Richards' cock. But the pain quickly turned into incredible pleasure, only 
serving to further arouse her sexual frenzy. She was a wild woman now, 
thrusting her wet clutching cunt up against Richards' fucking cock and then 
settling back, her ass devouring the thin hard finger piercing her asshole. 
Moaning with unrestrained emotion, her feet kicking frantically as she 
bucked and squirmed and writhed uncontrollably, she felt her climax begin 
building. 

"I'm going to come. Hurry, hurry!" she panted. 

John could barely restrain the thrashing woman beneath him. She pounded her 
clutching cunt against him hungrily, swallowing with her cunt-lips every 
inch of his cock. He could feel his own cum boiling in his balls as his body 
slapped hard against the sweating woman beneath him. He knew he was ready to 
send a geyser of gism into her deep cunt. 

Suddenly Anne thrust her entire pelvis off the mattress and shrieked as wave 
after wave of her orgasm rocketed through her. Her hot fuck juice flooded 
out her tightly grasping pussy hole and onto the bedsheets. She settled back 
against the mattress, but her convulsing cunt walls were still rippling as 
her multiple orgasms slowly subsided. 

The girl's climax burned over Richards' already hot prick, drenching his 
cock in her fuck juice. He felt his cockhead begin to expand even more and 
suddenly spew thick hot gobs of his gism deep in her cunt. Growling like an 
enraged animal, he kept fucking as his prick hosed the girl's cunt with his 
spunk. 

The feel of his hot cum and the frenzied fucking in her pussy sent Anne on 
another spiral of ecstasy. She wailed as another series of orgasms raced 
from her cunt out to all parts of her body. Their combined fuck juices 
mingled and overflowed her sopping pussy hole, dripping down her ass crack 
and pooling on the bed. 

Exhausted, they lay on the bed gasping for breath. Richards' semi-hard prick 
was still embedded in her cunt which occasionally squeezed as the afterglow 
of her orgasms continued to ripple through her. His finger was still buried 
deep in her ass. 

He kissed Anne's eyelids, then her ears, and finally her mouth. Anne 
responded passionately and began rubbing against John's entire body. Still 
locked at the loins, he bent down and kissed her tingling nipples, first 
one, then the other until they were once again rock hard. 

As Anne sighed softly, John lightly bit both nipples and then sucked each of 
her enormous unblemished tits into his mouth. He held her tits together, and 
his tongue rapidly tasted both nipples, lashing them with a frenzy. Soon he 
was moving his hips in long, slow strokes as his cock became hard again. 
Anne moaned with joy, spreading her legs to allow him to fuck deeper into 
her pussy. 

Soon, they were fucking again for all they were worth. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Murdock nursed a deep venomous hatred for Congressman John Richards even 
though they'd never met. 

Richards was rich, young, handsome and a respected member of Congress. 
Murdock was poor, mean and cruel. He'd dropped out of school as soon as he'd 
turned 16, lied about his age and served briefly in the Marines in Vietnam 
before being kicked out with a dishonorable discharge for raping two 
Vietnamese civilian teenagers. Back in the states he rapidly compiled an 
arrest record as long as his arm. 

He blamed all of his misfortunes, real and imagined, on John Richards. His 
father and Murdock's father had once been partners. Out in California, in 
the boom days just after World War II, when housing and trucking were going 
out of sight, and a man with vision was able to make plenty of money in real 
estate and construction. 

So it had been with the elder Murdock and Richards. They'd been partners 
until the day the sheriff came looking for old man Murdock. Richards had 
been fraudulently selling land he didn't own under a dummy corporation set 
up in Murdock's name. The elder Murdock, barely literate, never realized the 
meaning of all those documents Richards kept thrusting at him to sign. Never 
realized until he went to jail. But by then it was too late, and there was 
no way that he could convince anyone that the real swindler was Richards. By 
then old man Richards was an influential and respected member of the 
community. Besides, those who didn't respect him were influenced by the 
greased-palm approach. 

Young Murdock took care of his father when the old man was finally paroled. 
But life in a jail cell had ruined his health and broken his spirit, and he 
died soon after, a bewildered old man. 

His son swore vengeance on the man who'd caused his father such misery. He'd 
planned and schemed, but the plots never seemed to get anywhere. Then, just 
when he'd figured a way of getting revenge, by kidnapping and torturing 
Richards' son, the old son of a bitch died. Choked on a piece of food. 

Frustrated, Murdock swore he'd make young Richards pay for the suffering 
caused by his father. And for nearly two decades, he'd waited for his 
chance. 

Now he had it. The voluptuous Sally Adams was Murdock's key to the agony he 
planned for the bright young congressman. And Murdock, his face twisted in a 
scowl as he stalked into the back bedroom, planned to give Richards plenty 
of agony. 

Sally lay on the filthy mattress shivering in fear. She'd listened in terror 
as Johnson had raped the young girl. But she couldn't believe her ears as 
she'd listened to the young girl being raped simultaneously up the ass by 
Ratface and in the cunt by Murdock. 

Now she cringed against the wall, her hands trying to shield her full, ripe 
body as she heard the heavy footsteps coming toward her. His eyes swept over 
Sally's huddled figure, narrowing to slits as he took in her luscious white 
flesh showing through the partially opened blouse. Several of the buttons 
had been torn open when Johnson had thrown Sally to the bed. What Murdock 
saw stirred an ache in his heavy cock. His giant prick throbbed as he looked 
at the golden-haired beauty shuddering in abject terror. 

Ashamed of the lustful stares at her partially exposed tits, Sally tried 
unsuccessfully to hide her hard pink-tipped nipples. But her efforts only 
excited her captor more by pressing her large tits together and forming a 
deep cleavage. 

Murdock's gaze rested on the bushy intersections of Sally's long legs, 
revealed to his eyes because the girl's skirt had ridden up while she slept. 
Her puffy pussy lips were clearly defined beneath the wispy a panties 
clinging to her sopping cunt. 

His interest was momentarily distracted when Ratface dragged the teenager 
into the room. Sally gasped when she was what the men had done to the poor 
girl. Her body was covered with dark bruised from the blows she'd suffered 
during the fucks. Now she stood in the middle of the bedroom naked and 
shivering, staring at the lovely captive woman and wondering what further 
degradation these men had in store for her. 

Murdock stared at Debbie and then Sally. Mentally he took inventory of the 
two. Sally was luscious, well rounded with enormous tits and a smooth, 
creamy body. Debbie was tall and thin, with small high tits and pointy, 
rock-hard nipples. An idea began to form in his brain. 

Roughly he grasped Debbie's small tits and squeezed them with all his might. 
The stunned girl's eyes bulged and her mouth dropped open in wordless 
protest. The tremendous pain was so terrible she couldn't breathe. All 
feeling was centered on her twin tits being crushed by Murdock's ham-like 
fists. She sank to her knees in agony. 

Murdock laughed mirthlessly. He leered down at the terrorized, pain-racked 
girl. Tears flooded Debbie's eyes as lightning bolts of pain shot from her 
tits, radiated down her spine, crashed into her cunt, then raced down her 
arms and legs, curling her hands and toes in pain. The agony was brutal. Her 
small, sensitive tits were being smashed, the nipples crushed. Her body 
bucked from the all-consuming pain. 

"We're gonna have fun, boys!" Murdock roared to the other two captors. 
Johnson grinned evilly. He had an idea what Murdock had in mind, but Ratface 
looked up in wonder. He had no idea what Murdock was planning, but the sight 
of the young teenager in total agony was causing his thick, stumpy cock to 
leap with arousal. He liked nothing better than to see young girls in pain, 
to pay them back for all the pain they'd caused him. Girls always shunned 
Ratface, so he figured they deserved any pain he could give them. 

"You gonna be a good girl and do just what we want?" Murdock asked Debbie 
and a schoolteacher tone. 

The tormented girl could only nod her head vigorously. She felt as though 
she would faint from the incredible pain in her small tits. 

"Good," Murdock said pleasantly. "Now, I want you to go over to that bed and 
eat that girl's pussy. And you better do a good job. I want to hear her 
screaming to come. I want you to eat her pussy so good she comes her guts 
out. Understand?" 

Debbie, nearly fainting from the fear and the pain, felt herself being 
thrown across the room, landing on the bed next to the quivering woman. 

Sally's eyes enlarged to the size of saucers as she watched in wonder while 
Murdock tortured the teenager. She gasped in shock when she heard what he 
wanted this girl to do to her. No other girl had ever touched her there and 
she cringed at the evil meaning of his words. 

"All right, bitch!" Murdock barked at her, his hands flexing. "You just lay 
there and enjoy it, 'cause if you don't, I'll do worse than that to you." 

He leered at Sally's well-developed tits, the thought of squeezing those 
ripe tits in his cruel paws making his prick throb. 

Debbie sobbed as she knelt in front of Sally's exposed panties. Slowly, 
tentatively, she lowered the flimsy material, exposing a lush triangle of 
light-blonde cunt fur, shrouding a deep, well defined pussy slit. Sweat 
clinging to the light cunt hairs glistened like diamonds. Sally groaned at 
the shame of having her virgin pussy exposed before these cruel men. But she 
made no move to cover herself as Debbie pressed her face into her furry 
pussy and breathed deeply. The musky sent of female arousal assailed her 
nostrils and permeated the room. 

Hesitatingly, the teenager reached out her hand and brushed against Sally's 
puffy cunt-lips. The light touch brought a sharp intake of breath from 
Sally. She was surprised at the gentleness of the caress and the ripple of 
pleasure from her pussy. Debbie began to lightly rub Sally's silky golden 
cunt mound, listening to the older woman's shallow breathing and feeling the 
heat of the other woman's body steadily mount. The terrified teenager gently 
rubbed one hand against Sally's cunt while her other hand fondled her own 
painful tits. 

Sally lay back on the bed, her legs spread far apart, her knees raised and 
slightly bent. She felt the teenager's head move closer to the parted lips 
of her pussy. Debbie breathed a sigh across Sally's red cunt-lips. Tenderly, 
she dropped her mouth to Sally's pussy and rubbed her lips against the 
dripping pussy lips of Sally's rapidly aroused cunt. 

The three men watched in amazement as Debbie ground her mouth into the 
blonde girl's wet cunt bush. Ratface grinned foolishly at the other two men 
as they exchanged lewd glances. Feverishly he rubbed his cock through the 
rough fabric of his pants as he watched the two near-naked women writhing on 
the bed. 

Johnson unzipped his pants and brought out his long thin prick and began a 
slow pumping motion with his hands. With each stroke he peeled the foreskin 
back over his purple cock. 

Sally stared in confused wonder at the ceiling as swirls of passion and 
emotion washed across her yielding body. She resisted the first feathery 
feelings radiating from her inflamed pussy as Debbie gently nibbled along 
her swollen cunt-lips. She knew the inflamed feelings were wrong, but the 
mouth at her cunt felt so soft, so gentle. She moaned and writhed on the bed 
as she rubbed her nipples into stiff erection. 

Debbie licked and slurped the wet fuck juices flowing from the virgin girl's 
body. It wasn't the first time Debbie had tasted hot cunt, but it was the 
first time she'd been forced to muff dive on a strange girl in a room full 
of men. 

She reached her pink pointed tongue out and licked Sally's cunt-lips. Up one 
side and down the other, her experienced tongue lapped in Sally's mushy 
pussy flesh and finally settled on the hard bud of Sally's clit, gleaming 
deep in the nest of her bushy cunt. Debbie's tongue speared the hard clit 
and Sally moaned. She wantonly shoved her dripping pussy at the girl's face 
and groaned. The electric contact of the girl's tongue with her sensitive 
clit shocked her system. Sparks seemed to burn over her erect little clit. 
She craved more attention. 

The response from the turned-on captive and the task of bringing her to an 
ear-shattering orgasm was really beginning to excite Debbie now as she 
buried her face in Sally's cunt. Her nose rubbed the miniature prick as her 
tongue fucked deep into the blonde pussy and drove through the cunt-lips 
into Sally's cunt. 

"Aaaahhhh," Sally groaned as Debbie's snakelike tongue fucked deep in her 
dripping pussy. She smashed her hips up against the lewdly fucking tongue 
and ground her back into the mattress in order to thrust herself harder at 
the pleasant fucking tongue. She dropped her hands from her straining tits 
to the back of Debbie's head and shoved the girl's face deeper into her 
churning gooey cunt slit. Debbie sucked the writhing woman's clit with 
abandon, bringing mewls of agonized pleasure from the blonde. Sally was 
delirious with pleasure. She completely ignored the horny men who crowded 
around the bed, jacking their hard cocks at the sight of the frenzied blonde 
being brought to the edge of orgasm. 

Debbie clamped her teeth on the swollen clit and Sally shrieked in pain and 
pleasure. The older girl flailed her head from side to side, screaming 
encouragement. Her orgasm was painfully close now. She thrust her hips hard 
against the girl's face, seeking the last ounce of release. God, how had she 
gotten into this position? Dying to come at the tongue of a girl, with three 
horny, evil men jacking off their big pricks at the sight of her ravished 
body. Worse yet, she couldn't help herself. The tantalizing tongue-lashing 
was making her clit throb with an agonizing, pleasurable passion she'd never 
before experienced. It was as if every nerve of pleasure and pain was 
connected to her hard burning clit. She had to come! She had to before she 
went out of her mind! 

The two girls moaned in ecstasy, their limbs becoming more and more 
entwined, their bodies glistening with a thin sheen of sweet, while above 
them the three men pumped furiously at their painfully hard cocks. Murdock's 
eyes gleamed with lust and hate as he stared down at the golden-haired 
captive, her mouth spewing words of encouragement to the voraciously sucking 
teenage girl locked to her steaming pussy. 

The sight of the aroused woman was driving him crazy. Sally was on the brink 
of a shattering orgasm. In another second she would flood Debbie's mouth 
with her hot cunt juices. Suddenly, Murdock reached out a beefy hand and 
grabbed Debbie by the hair. He yanked the girl's mouth from Sally's pussy 
with one violent jerk. Sally wailed in disappointment as the beautiful 
sucking mouth was suddenly pulled away from her pussy. 

"Oh, God! Not yet, please! Don't make her stop yet. I'm so close." 

Her hand clawed frantically at her inflamed clit as she tried to reach the 
crest of her orgasm. Her body ground feverishly into the mattress. 

Murdock thrust the gasping Debbie to the floor between the startled Ratface 
and Johnson. 

"You guys do what you want with her!" he panted, then quickly turned to the 
passion-crazed blonde writhing on the bed. 

Ratface immediately grabbed Debbie by the ears and positioned his hard, 
aching prick against her bruised lips. The young girl tried to twist her 
head away but Ratface slapped her harshly across her face. Once, twice, a 
third time. A trickle of blood ran down the corner of the battered teen's 
face. Obediently she opened her mouth and took his thick cock deep into her 
throat. Ratface groaned with lust. 

Debbie was on her hands and knees, her mouth lewdly stuffed with the short 
man's oversized prick. Johnson quickly walked around behind her, still 
clutching his long prick in his pumping fist. He lifted the teenager's 
narrow hips high into the air. Debbie tried to shout a protest as she felt 
the man spread her thighs, but Ratface shoved his cock cruelly into her 
mouth, making her eyes bulge as his hard prickhead butted the back of her 
throat. 

Johnson poked his burgeoning cock against the girl's cunt gash until his 
prick was coated with the slick fuck juices running uncontrollably from the 
ravished girl's cunt. He held his cock there a moment, luxuriating in the 
heat of her clutching cunt-lips and then, holding her hips for support, he 
impaled his long thin cock to the hilt in the tormented teenager's churning 
cunt. 

Debbie wailed in agony as she felt Johnson's huge cock thrust itself again 
into her already-raw pussy and begin a furious fucking. 

Meanwhile, Sally was straining for release, still writhing on the bed, her 
fingers shoved deep in her dripping cunt and ripping at her clit as she 
tried, in frustration, to climax. 

Panting heavily, Murdock leaned over the beautiful secretary and gazed 
lustfully at her body. Her huge tits seemed to be straining for release, the 
rock-hard nipples pointing at the ceiling. Murdock grasped both perfect tits 
in his huge hands. Sally was oblivious to his actions, her entire feelings 
were centered on her twitching cunt, so close to orgasm. 

Murdock was breathing fast now. He leaned heavily over Sally, kneeling on 
the bed and supporting his weight by squeezing her mountainous tits in his 
meaty paws. Sally's eyes opened wide as she felt her luscious tits being 
cruelly crushed in Murdock's grip. The pain in her tits was indescribable. 
Tears burst from her eyes and ran down her cheeks to splash harmlessly on 
her tormented tits as Murdock squeezed even harder. Her tit-flesh bulged 
between his clawlike fingers as he dug deeper into her huge tits. 

"AAAAAAaaaaaagghhhh, stop!" Sally shrieked. 

Her hands ineffectually tried to pry Murdock's fingers from their death-lock 
grip on her crushed tits. She bucked her hips furiously under the vile 
sadist, her lust-inflamed cunt smacking his hot loins. Terrible bolts of 
pain shot from her throbbing tits and centered in her twitching cunt. Her 
steaming pussy rippled with tingling feeling. Frantically, she clawed at her 
pink clit. 

"Oh, God!" Sally wailed. Her cunt was boiling and her tits felt like they'd 
already been brutally ripped from her body. She flailed her hips wildly, 
seeking release. 

"Oh, shit, fuck me! My cunt, fuck my cunt! Fuck me please!" she screamed. 

Murdock threw his head back and roared with laughter. The sight of the 
beautiful blonde captive in agony, with her tits being crushed and her 
sopping cunt begging for release, screaming to be fucked, filled him with 
sadistic pleasure. His turgid prick towered like a tree trunk from his 
loins. 

"So you want cock, huh?" he bellowed. "I'll give you a taste!" 

Abandoning Sally's cruelly ravished tits, Murdock heaved himself astride the 
crying captive until his hips rested on her belly. Grabbing Sally by the 
back of her head he forced her to look down between her huge tits, showing 
her the red welts were his fingers had dug in. Looming between her painful 
tits was Murdock's enormous cock. Sally gasped at the sight, but she 
couldn't take her eyes off his prick. The piss-slit of his huge cock held 
her gaze hypnotically. 

"Suck!" Murdock ordered. 

Sally didn't know what he meant. Her confused brain was almost numb from the 
pussy-lapping of her seeping cunt, and her ass cheeks ground slowly into the 
mattress. 

Murdock thrust his cock between her tits and shoved his prick against her 
lips. She closed her eyes and tried to turn away from his menacing cock, but 
his rough hands pulled her hair and forced her to face his vile prick. 

"Suck it, bitch," Murdock commanded. 

Sally tried to shake her head, but Murdock yanked sharply on her hair. She 
opened her mouth in pain and suddenly felt his huge prick ramming past her 
teeth until his cock slammed into the back of her throat. She began to gag 
and Murdock backed off slightly. Instantly her mouth was again filled as he 
fucked his prick back down her throat. Sally thought she would vomit. 

"Suck it, cunt! Keep that mouth open and watch your teeth. Suck it like you 
know how," Murdock growled as he fucked his gigantic cock between Sally's 
tits and into her mouth. 

But I don't know how, Sally thought desperately while she sucked on his big 
prick and snorted for air to keep from choking. 

"Mmmmmmmmmppppphhhhh," she moaned around the monstrous cock that stretched 
her lips in an obscene grimace. Her hot cunt yearned frantically for 
friction. 

Murdock placed both hands behind the girl's head and began a steady hard 
fucking motion. He fucked the poor girl's mouth as tears streamed down her 
face and splattered on the mattress. Her face was rubbed raw by his wiry 
cock hairs shoved against her nose. The big man's pace quickened, causing 
Sally to hollow her cheeks and stretch her mouth even more as his big prick 
backed away, then fucked into her gullet faster and faster. 

"Use your tongue, bitch," Murdock groaned. 

Sally waved her tongue around wildly inside her mouth, unsure of what to do, 
but fearful of making this brute any more violent. Her tongue laved his 
thick cockstalk fucking her wet mouth. His prick glistened with her saliva 
and moved with ease through her lips as if fucking her pussy. The innocent 
girl tasted pre-cum oozing out of his piss-hole and a shiver ran down her 
spine. 

Murdock gasped deeply as he fucked his huge cock deeper into his victim's 
mouth. A light sheen of sweat coated his body and made sucking noises as he 
lifted his hips off her alabaster belly and fucked his prick into her 
straining lips. 

An evil smirk played across his cruel face. He'd enslaved her to his cock. 
Now he would fuck her virgin cunt and fuck her to death. 

Savagely he fucked his enormous cock into her widely stretched mouth. His 
bright-red prickhead slammed against the back of Sally's mouth and then 
angled down her throat. Sally's eyes widened. She felt the choking bulk cut 
off her air as his cock fucked its way down her throat. 

Suddenly Murdock pulled his throbbing prick from the girl's avidly sucking 
mouth. He stood panting for a second as Sally gasped lungfuls of air. 

"Okay, bitch, spread 'em," Murdock ordered. 

This was it. Sally's mind froze with a numbing fear. He was going to fuck 
her. He was going to stick his mammoth prick into her virgin pussy and fuck 
her. A low moan escaped her panting mouth as she gazed hypnotically at the 
gigantic cock standing like an upraised arm from the curly dark hairs of 
Murdock's crotch. Wildly she shook her long blonde hair from side to side. 
Her body began to tremble. She told herself that this couldn't be happening 
to her, but the throbbing of her painfully aroused clit told her it was 
true. Her dripping pussy lips hung partly open, waiting to hug his fucking 
prick. 

"No, please," she whimpered, almost to herself. "Oh, please don't." 

Murdock roared with laughter. He kicked her legs wide apart and grasped her 
rock-hard nipples, still painfully sore from his crushing grip. His 
thumbnails bit viciously into her sensitive tit-flesh. 

"Oooohhhhhh, that hurts!" she screamed. "Please. Stop." 

For an answer, Murdock slammed his body on top of his writhing captive. His 
big prick probed at the wet mouth of her hungry cunt. Sally struggled with 
all her might. She kicked wildly and bucked away from the cock probing for 
her untouched fuckhole. 

Suddenly the tip of Murdock's cock found her tiny fuck opening. He fucked. 
His enormously swollen prick head pierced her tight cunt-lips. 

Sally threw back her head and shrieked. 

Brutally Murdock shoved again until half his prick was buried inside her 
tight fuck hole. 

"You're splitting me! Please take it out. No further." 

Murdock only laughed. He grasped her asscheeks and pulled his prick slowly 
back. 

"No! NO! NOOOO!" Sally screamed in the split second before he fucked his 
massive cock through her ripped cunt, tearing out her insides. 

He shoved his prick all the way in, until his balls slammed against her 
asscheeks. 

Sally arched off the bed as if stabbed by a hot poker. Her screech echoed 
off the walls of the tiny bedroom. 

Her body snapped back against the mattress and began bucking wildly. Her 
cunt felt stuffed with hot metal, his prick stretching and burning its way 
along her tender pussy walls, sending lightning bolts of pain rocketing to 
her brain. 

"Pull it out!" she screamed. "Please, pull it out. You're killing me!" 

Murdock paid no attention to the shrieking blonde as he reared back and 
fucked his big cock into her tight plundered pussy. 

Sally couldn't believe the pain centered in her ripped and bloody cunt. She 
thrashed her shapely legs and bucked like a bronco, trying to dislodge his 
fucking cock, but each time she bucked off the bed his hard prick fucked 
deeper into her pussy. Tears streamed down the pretty captive's face. She 
shook her head wildly from side to side. Occasionally a hard thrust from 
Murdock's fucking cock would cause her to gasp aloud, but for the moment, 
she was beyond the point of screaming. 

Her torn cunt felt as if thousands of tiny knife blades were stabbing the 
insides of her sensitive pussy walls. Murdock fucked her cunt with 
bone-jarring thrusts as he fucked his huge prick deep into the uncharted 
reaches of her cunt. Deep within her pain-racked belly, she felt the 
beginning stirrings of sexual arousal slip past the pain barriers. 
Involuntarily, she began pumping her pussy up to meet her rapist's fucking 
cock. 

Murdock looked down and grinned. 

"You love it, bitch, don't you?" 

Sally moaned in shame and pain and turned her head away from his mocking 
stare. But she couldn't stop the rhythmic thrusting of her loins as her 
pussy matched the fucks of his burgeoning prick. 

"No, no, it's wicked," she murmured. 

With bulldozer force, Murdock fucked his gigantic prick deep into Sally's 
churning cunt. 

"Aaaaaaaaggghhh! Oh, God, you're killing me! It's too big. It's too fucking 
big!" 

Murdock ignored the tormented captive's screams. Brutally, he fucked his 
prick even deeper into her clutching cunt, until his cockhead rammed against 
the end of her pussy. 

"Say you love it, bitch!" he roared. 

"I love it. I love it," Sally panted. 

"No. Say I love to fuck. You love it don't you?" 

"I love to fuck!" Sally screamed. "Oh, oh, I love to fuck. Oh, shit fuck me! 
Fuck me! FUCK ME!" 

Sally's hips were bucking fiercely, trying to swallow every inch of his 
fucking prick. Her cunt was boiling, and her nipples felt like they'd been 
ripped off. 

Murdock bent his head over her perfectly formed right tit. Her nipple stood 
out hard and proud. He licked the tip of her nipple, gently bringing a sigh 
of relief from the pain-racked girl. Then he moved his tongue to her left 
nipple and again licked her throbbing nipple. Sally began to relax. Just 
then, Murdock grasped her nipple with his teeth and bit hard. Sally shrieked 
in pain. Her legs bent from the stabbing pain from her bit tit. Murdock 
tossed his head from side to side, his teeth fastened tenaciously on her 
hardened nipple. 

Now he began a deep steady fucking into the girl's quivering pussy. Sally 
moaned in pain as Murdock chewed first one painful nipple, then the other. 
His gigantic prick continued a steady brutal fucking of her sopping cunt. 

With every outward stroke, Sally felt her swollen pussy lips distending and 
clutching the brute's fucking cock, then be pushed back into her cunt. 
Murdock fucked her pussy mercilessly as he plumbed her depths. He reached 
his big, beefy hands around the girl's ass, grasped each ripe ass-cheek in a 
hand and fucked her cunt mound even harder with his iron prick. 

Sweat glistened on both of their bodies, and the flowing fuck juices in 
Sally's cunt made loud squishing noises as his big cock fucked in and out. 
Tears poured out of the tormented girl's eyes and a low mournful moan 
escaped her lips. Murdock pushed himself up on his arms and looked down on 
the pretty tear-stained face now distorted in agony. He laughed at her shame 
and pain. 

Through her tears, Sally saw Murdock's evil face swimming above her. Deep 
between her cruelly spread thighs she felt the crushing blows of his 
enormous cock fucking her depths. She couldn't believe how deep he was. It 
felt like his prick had ripped its burning way through her stomach and was 
lodged in her chest. 

She was dimly aware of the slurping sucking noises as Ratface fucked his 
cock into the teenager's face, and her ears throbbed with the vile curses of 
the tall youth fucking the young girl's cunt. 

But most of Sally's attention was focused on her own incredibly painful 
pussy. Her raw cunt-lips were relentlessly fucked by Murdock's giant prick 
as his cock repeatedly fucked her depths. Sally wished she could faint. She 
prayed for darkness to overcome her senses and blot out this unspeakable 
perversion, but she remained conscious, feeling every fuck of his heavy, 
veined cock as his prick rubbed the white-hot walls of her dripping pussy. 

Oblivious to her pleas, Murdock continued his deep, hard fucks. With each 
fuck into her depths, his cock became slicker and slicker with the innocent 
girl's natural fuck juices. Soon his gigantic prick was fucking in and out 
smoothly without the burning pain she'd experienced earlier. 

Sally was shocked. The pain was receding. She couldn't understand why, but 
it was true. Without her realizing it, her cunt-lips were milking his huge 
cock on every stroke. She still screamed, but there was a hollow ring to her 
cries now. She wasn't altogether sure she didn't like the feel of the big 
man's giant prick filling her cunt, his great bloated balls slapping her ass 
crack with each crushing fuck. She wondered what it would feel like to relax 
and respond. 

Hot shivers of lust racked her body, sending sparks up her spine, hardening 
her nipples and causing her cunt to spasm. 

The naked blonde felt her traitorous body beginning to respond. At first she 
moved her hips up only slightly with each downward thrust of Murdock's cock. 
But soon her luscious body was squirming and wiggling on the bed, her heavy 
tits jiggling with excitement. Murdock grinned down at her as he felt her 
welcoming thrusts meeting his every stroke. He leaned his head down and bit 
hard against an upraised nipple. Sally screamed in pain and pleasure. 

She was going out of her mind with the joy of fucking. She'd never imagined 
fucking could be so wonderful. She wanted cocks, cocks and more cocks. 
Fucked deep into her sopping pussy, up her asshole, and down her throat. Her 
body writhed with pent-up passion. She heaved her hips against Murdock, 
trying to swallow his thick huge prick with her wet pussy. She abandoned her 
prudish ways. She wanted to be raped and fucked, treated harshly like the 
slut she knew she was and always would be. Just a cunt, who lived for 
nothing but big pricks fucking her pussy to the limit. 

Murdock couldn't believe how much the innocent virgin secretary had turned 
into a wild, sex-crazed animal. She was fucking back at him with as much 
force as he was fucking into her. He pushed his feet against the bed to 
shove himself even deeper into her. It wasn't enough to satisfy her. Sally 
grasped his head and crushed her open mouth against his lips, thrusting her 
hot, pink tongue deep into his mouth. 

His hands gripped her churning asscheeks harder against his body as he 
fucked his prick even deeper, his cock was a sticky purple blur as he fucked 
into her, twisting and turning to feel every inch of her cunt. He could feel 
his enormous cockhead begin to swell even larger until his prick felt so 
hard and tight he was sure his cock would burst. His heavy balls were 
painfully aroused now, and he felt them swelling up to spew their gobs of 
white hot cum deep into her sweating, heaving pussy. What a tight fucking 
cunt she had. Murdock wished this fuck could go on forever, that he could 
spend his entire life fucking his enormous prick into her clutching fuck 
hole. The hot cum in his balls was about to flood her pussy. 

"More, more, more!" Sally was chanting. 

Her unseeing eyes rolled up into her head, her mouth hung open and her tits 
heaved with each breath she took. Down between her legs, her fuck juices 
were flowing wildly over his prick. 

"Don't stop. Don't stop," she panted. "Fuck me, fuck me forever!" 

Hearing her beautiful lips spewing such vile words made Murdock crazy with 
lust. His eyes widened. His hands squeezed her asscheeks mercilessly. He 
felt his cum race up from his bloated and painful balls and spew out of his 
burning cockhead. 

"Aaaaaarrrrggggg!" he bellowed as he felt the first hose-like jet of the 
thick burning spunk shoot from the tip of his prick into her pussy. "I'm 
fucking coming, bitch! Take it! Take every drop of it!" 

Murdock ground his pelvis hard against her wide round hips and held her 
quivering asscheeks up off the mattress as his spewing cock sent gob after 
gob of the thick cum into her cunt. 

Sally felt the torrent of jizm slamming into her pussy. The broad head of 
his cock swelled to even greater size as each jet of cum spurted into her, 
to pool in the depths of her cunt. 

"Oh, God! I feel it. I feel it coming in me!" she screamed. 

Murdock's titanic orgasm thrust her over the edge. Her cunt contracted 
wildly, and her hot fuck fluids bathed his prick in a flood of her own cum. 

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked as her fuck juices flooded his cock, and 
her orgasm rocked along every nerve. 

Her legs flailed on both sides of his body, kicking and twitching as mighty 
waves of pleasure rocketed through her in one shuddering climax after 
another. Her clutching cunt clasped his cock, and her hips continued to 
thrust up against him. Every muscle was stretched to the limit. Her face was 
contorted with the lust of her first orgasm while impaled on a man's prick. 

For one long moment that felt like an eternity, she remained immobile, her 
body pressed against his, every nerve and muscle straining in a titanic, 
mind-shattering climax. 

Then, exhausted, Sally collapsed on the bed. Murdock's bulk pressed her deep 
into the mattress and she struggled to gasp air into her still-trembling 
chest. Her tits were still quivering from her orgasm, and an occasional 
shudder swept through her, causing her cunt to clutch Murdock's 
now-dwindling cock. His prick flexed once or twice as his cock shriveled in 
her stretched pussy. 

Lying on the mattress under Murdock, she looked at the ceiling and tried to 
sort out her feelings. She'd been fucked brutally and she'd loved it. At 
least just before she came she'd cried out to be released from the devils of 
lust licking her flesh. But she almost remembered the brutal pain. She was 
both angry and ashamed. Why had she given in to this monster? And what would 
happen to her now? 

Her answer was soon coming. 

Beside her, Ratface was fucking his prick deep into Debbie's wildly sucking 
mouth. The girl's face was grotesquely distorted as she vainly tried to 
swallow his thick cock. Her cheeks bloated outward as he fucked his cock 
deep and hollowed as he withdrew to his bright reddish prickhead. She 
flicked her tongue rapidly along the entire length of his cock, making the 
short man groan with lust as he brutally fucked his cock against the back of 
her throat. 

While the young teenager sucked his swollen prick, Ratface clutched her 
apple-sized tits in a death grip, squeezing harder and harder as he felt his 
cum surge in his balls and felt his stiff cock fuck down the innocent girl's 
throat. Behind her, Johnson was on his knees, his long thin cock slamming 
into her cunt with machinegun-like strokes. Johnson was in a fucking frenzy, 
hands on her thin waist as he fucked his prick into her deep pussy channel. 
Debbie was battered between the thick prick filling her mouth and the thin 
prick exploring the farthest reaches of her pussy. 

Ratface's breath was coming in short, quick gasps. His mouth was slack and 
his tongue drooled saliva on the back of Debbie's head. His eyes were glazed 
as they watched the cruelly stretched lips sucking his prick. His teeth were 
bared in a devilish leer and his eyes narrowed to thin slits as he fucked 
the poor girl's mouth while watching Murdock fuck the shrieking blonde 
virgin on the bed. The sight of Murdock's enormous prick sinking into her 
soft, blonde bush, then pulling her pink pussy lips out with each 
withdrawal, was exciting Ratface beyond his wildest fantasy. Watching a 
beautiful virgin being raped while he was being sucked off by a young girl, 
who was in turn being raped was the ultimate in sexual perversity for 
Ratface. 

Suddenly Sally shrieked under Murdock and thrust her entire body up against 
him. Ratface knew she was coming, and the sight of her beautiful body 
stretched taut at the moment of orgasm almost made his prick start spurting 
his own cum. He was getting close, but he wanted more. He wanted to fuck the 
hostage and feel his cum slam into her once-fucked cunt. 

Debbie was groaning with pain and sexual exhaustion. Her mouth was being 
fucked by Ratface's thick cock while her pussy was slopping over from the 
fuck juices deposited in her cunt earlier. She swirled her tongue around 
Ratface's cock and kept sucking to keep from choking. She felt his cum begin 
in his bloated balls, and she grabbed them hoping to spurt him to a final 
climax. 

Ratface bared his teeth when he felt Debbie begin to squeeze his balls and 
he squeezed her small tits even harder. He was watching Murdock and Sally on 
the bed. Slowly, Murdock rose off the girl, her legs splayed obscenely, her 
defenseless cunt-lips hanging distended and gaping before his lustful gaze. 

Suddenly Ratface pulled his near-bursting cock from the teenager's mouth. 
Debbie groaned from the sudden release. Her hands slapped the floor for 
support as Johnson reached around her to grasp her aching tits and fucked 
his prick even harder into her cunt. 

Staggering to the bed, Red face looked down at Sally. Her blonde hair was 
matted to her forehead, her enormous tits rose and fell rapidly, her perfect 
tits shuddering as she gulped for air. Her pink nipples were still rock 
hard, pointing to the ceiling. Sally looked up through half-closed eyes. 

Above her, she saw Ratface stroking his extended cock, his bright prickhead 
glistening from Debbie's saliva. Sally groaned in shame. She couldn't help 
herself. She wanted his prick. She hated this vile depraved monster who was 
leering in his aroused stupor at her heated pussy, but her body yearned for 
his thick cock. She wanted to feel every inch of its veined hardness fucking 
into her cunt. She ached for the heat of his cum flooding her pussy. 

"Oh, fuck me," she panted. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" 

Without warning, Ratface fucked his thick prick into her sopping cunt until 
his balls smacked against her ass. Sally screamed in pain and delight. She 
lifted her legs and clasped them around his hips as she drove her inflamed 
cunt up against his fucking cock. She whipped her head about as she again 
felt lustful waves lapping her body, radiating from the core of her pussy, 
tingling her tits and curling her toes. 

His jack-hammer fucks slapped sweaty belly against sweaty belly as both 
sex-crazed animals struggled to dominate the other with their overpowering 
hunger. Ratface grabbed her asscheeks and pulled her cunt to him. He spread 
her ass crack and searched for her asshole. With one quick thrust, he fucked 
his middle finger up to the second knuckle and began fucking in and out with 
his digit in cadence to his fucking prick. 

Sally shrieked in pain when she felt her asshole being finger-fucked. She 
squirmed to get away from his fucking finger, but only succeeded in impaling 
her cunt even deeper on Ratface's prick. Soon, however, the pain subsided 
and she began to feel shivers of excitement spring from her asshole and 
cause her cunt to clamp down spasmodically on the fucking prick deep inside 
her pussy. 

She grabbed Ratface's ass and spread his asscheeks. Quickly she found his 
puckered asshole, and, before he could shout his protest, she fucked her 
index finger into his ass. The pain brought howls of anguish and quick tears 
to Ratface's eyes. But instead of stopping him, her action only spurred his 
fucking prick to greater speed. He felt his cum boil in his balls and, with 
a groan of ecstasy, he began to spurt his prick juice into Sally's churning 
pussy. 

The feel of a second man's cum boiling into her cunt sent Sally on a spiral 
of lust. She began thrashing her arms and legs and bucking her hips as her 
convulsing cunt clasped his prick like a vise. 

His cum gushed over her burning cunt walls. On and on her climax soared as 
wave after wave of erotic sensation washed over her. The musky scent of her 
own fuck juice filled the room as her writhing body slowly descended from 
the pinnacle of utter fulfillment. 

On the floor, Johnson had been watching Ratface fuck the blonde captive 
while he ravished the teenager. Now, he, too, was ready to fill a clutching 
cunt with his thick cum. His hips bucked furiously against Debbie's thighs, 
slapping her thin ass as his long, thin cockshaft fucked into her dripping 
pussy. Grunting like a stuck pig, he fucked into her cunt again and again. 

Debbie knelt with her head between her outstretched arms. Sobbing from the 
sheer pain and degradation, she felt the long cock inside her begin to 
swell, and, suddenly, her already-filled pussy was deluged with an ocean of 
hot spunk. Jets of sticky white cum overflowed her cunt, seeped out into her 
pussy hair, ran down her legs and pooled on the floor. 

Johnson continued fucking bullishly into her, a high-pitched whine coming 
through his clenched teeth as he sent torrent after torrent of gism into 
her. Finally, with his prick still twitching an additional drop or two into 
her, he collapsed on her back. Debbie lay crushed against the floor, 
moaning. The brutal rape had not been sensual for her. She hadn't come 
screaming with joy. Instead, her entire pussy felt as if her cunt had been 
attacked by a wasp. Her small tits were two lumps of excruciating pain. She 
lay there sobbing and wondered how she could escape these three madmen who 
had raped her repeatedly. 

On the bed, Sally also wondered how and when she would ever be free of these 
monsters. And she wondered, too, about the raging fuck monster she'd 
unleashed in her quivering pussy. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

John Richards fucked his swollen cock deep into Anne Simpson's beautiful 
pussy. He groaned in ecstasy as he fucked his prick slowly in and out of her 
tight pussy and felt her pussy lips tenderly clutch his cock with every 
withdrawal. 

They already had been fucking, eating and sleeping together for two days in 
the young congressman's plush apartment. It was an easy, friendly 
relationship. Most of the time, Anne and John sauntered around the large 
apartment stark naked. Asscheeks quivered, balls swayed and tits bounced 
constantly. Just the sight of Anne's gigantic tits bouncing on her small 
body would stiffen John's prick to granite hardness and soon the two would 
be fucking on the couch, the rug or one of the two large beds. Once, he had 
even fucked her on the kitchen table, her legs flung over his shoulders as 
he fucked his prick into her dripping pussy. 

It was a glorious existence for both of them, marred only by their unspoken, 
yet underlying concern for the welfare of their mutual friend, Sally Adams. 

It was Sunday night. The kidnappers had given Richards until 6 p.m. Monday 
to come up with the million dollars. He hadn't raised the money yet, but he 
had a plan. It was risky, but he would have to take his chances. Anyway, 
that would be tomorrow. Tonight he was going to get his fill of fucking. Who 
knew what would happen by nightfall tomorrow? He could be dead, but before 
that happened, he wanted to fuck his rocks off. 

Richards began to quicken his pace as he fucked his fat cock deeper and 
deeper into Anne's squirming cunt. The petite girl crooned with pleasure as 
she felt his cock fuck her pussy with searing thrusts. She pumped her hips 
up on his prick with each inward stroke, lifting off the mattress to meet 
him and engulf his prick in her warm, sopping cunt channel. 

Her legs kicked out behind his back and drummed a tattoo on his muscled ass 
as his tempo increased and the demanding thrusts became harder and deeper. 
Her breath was coming in short gasps and her arms encircled his back to pull 
him hard against her mammoth tits, flattened against her chest like squashed 
balloons. 

"Ooooooooooohhhh, that's so good," Anne moaned. "Your prick is so good to 
me. Don't stop, don't ever stop shoving it into me. I love it!" 

John fucked his prick harder into her tight pussy. His hips ground against 
her shapely thighs as he rotated his cock in her soaking cunt. The gasping 
couple rocked back and forth on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Each 
tried to bring the other to orgasm first. 

Anne crushed her tits hard against John's chest, savoring the feel of his 
bristly chest hairs rubbing across her erect diamond-hard nipples. Flashes 
of tingling shock waves raced from her sensitive nipples and centered on her 
wet pussy. Her hands roamed over his body, urging him to fuck her with 
increasing fervor. She thrust her pelvis up to meet his every plunge, and 
the action only served to embed his cock even deeper. She writhed her 
sweating body up against him. Her mouth hung slightly open as she moaned 
with pent-up passion. John reached between them and found her engorged clit. 
He grasped her sensitive tit between thumb and forefinger and jacked it off 
as he continued his steady deep fucks into her quivering pussy. Anne's cunt 
fairly poured out her pussy juices as he manipulated her wildly throbbing 
clit. Her ass pumped off the bed with each thrust as she sought to impale 
herself even more. 

"Oh, do it to me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me forever!" she chanted. 

Her eyes rolled back into her head and her light-brown hair whipped across 
her face. Her vulgar chant spurred John to greater depths as he fucked his 
prick in so deeply that he thought she would split in two. 

"Oh, God, oh, Christ!" Anne squealed as his meaty cockhead plumbed the 
depths of her pussy. Her cunt was frothing over his fucking cock as his hard 
prick fucked up and down the full length of her quivering pussy while she 
milked his cock with her cunt's warm embrace. His swollen balls slapped 
lewdly against her ass. He fucked deeper, his fingers squeezing and teasing 
her electrified clit. Sweat poured from her body, running over her tits, her 
thighs and down the crack of her ass. 

Anne was panting now in deep moaning gasps as she struggled for air between 
the brutal fucks her body was taking. She squirmed her hips up against his 
hard body and he thrust back with a crushing fuck that fucked his thick 
cockshaft into her depths. 

"Oh, it is so good! Oh, I'm going to come soon! Fuck me harder!" 

John grasped her asscheeks in both hands and pulled her hard against him. 
Gritting his teeth, he searched for her asshole as he continued to fuck his 
prickshaft into her pussy. When he slipped his finger into the crevice of 
her ass, he heard Ann's sharp intake of breath as she felt his lewd digit 
exploring her asshole. His finger was sopping from the fuck juices pouring 
out of her cunt. He wormed his finger in to the first knuckle and felt a 
shudder of pain and pleasure rocket through the compact body beneath him. 

He shoved his finger all the way into her asshole until his palm slapped her 
hot quivering ass. Anne screamed and her body lurched forward to escape his 
ass-fucking finger. John pulled his finger partially out of her snug asshole 
then rammed his finger in to the hilt again. 

"Aaaaahhhhh," Anne groaned, but the sharp pain was now replaced by a hot, 
burning sensation in her asshole that tingled all the way around to her 
pussy and made her clasp down hard on the fucking prick in her cunt. 

John's cum was building in his painfully enlarged balls. He couldn't hold 
back much longer, he knew, but he wanted to shove this beautifully sexy 
bitch into a screaming orgasm before he dumped more of his sticky jizm into 
her quivering cunt. Anne opened her splayed legs even wider to absorb 
another fraction of an inch of his fucking prick. She was moaning 
constantly, a low, guttural moan deep in her chest that sounded like an 
animal in heat. John knew she was close now. Her eyes were tightly shut and 
she had screwed up her face into a mask of sheer lust. 

"Oh, I'm commming, I'm fucking comming!" she suddenly wailed. The cords 
popped out on her straining throat as her passion hit its peak and she 
screamed again. Her cunt danced wildly on his cock, leaping up to swallow 
his prick into her churning depths. Again and again she shoved her pussy 
hard against his fucking cock and held his prick motionless for a moment. 
Her nostrils flared wide as she screwed herself in wild abandon on his 
pulsating cock and locked her powerful ankles around his body. 

With a final shuddering groan, Ann collapsed against the bed. She was still 
panting heavily and shock waves continued to spasm through her, making her 
cunt-lips clasp his thick cock. John fucked his prick deep into her and 
kissed her open mouth, shoving his tongue into her mouth. 

His heavy balls ached terribly with the pent-up cum he was eager to spew 
into her pussy, but he held back, keeping his body painfully still even 
though he yearned to fuck his great prick in and out of her pussy with all 
his might until his hot gism shot great thick gobs into her cunt. 

Anne smiled up at her lover, rubbing his chest tenderly as her body slowly 
relaxed. 

"That was wonderful," she said, softly. "That was the best fuck ever. But 
you didn't come yet. What can I do to make you come in me?" 

Slowly, John pulled his taut prick out of her cunt. The cool air made his 
cock throb anew, threatening to spray her luscious body with his cum. John 
lowered himself on his side next to Anne and slowly and tenderly touched her 
lips with his. She responded with passion, thrusting her tongue at him until 
their tongues were fucking each other's mouth. 

His thick hard cockshaft nestled against her warm belly as he casually ran 
his hands down her body, cupping her heaving tits and bringing both of her 
pink-tipped tits to his lips. He nibbled gently on her tingling nipples, 
causing Anne to writhe with renewed desire. John continued to stroke her 
body, her curved back, her tiny waist, and her flared hips as Anne slowly 
reached both hands to his throbbing cock and clasped her fingers around its 
huge girth. Slowly she jerked her hand up and down, causing his hips to buck 
slowly and his hands to move with greater insistence as they explored every 
dip and curve of her lush, ripe figure. 

Anne raised herself off the bed and bent over his pulsing cockshaft. Her 
hands firmly around his prick's thickness, she brought her head down until 
her lips grazed his rubbery cockhead. Her tongue slithered out and flicked 
the sensitive underside of his prickhead, sending ripples of pleasure down 
his cockshaft and up his spine. John brought his hands to the back of her 
head and gently pushed her face down onto his cock. Anne opened her mouth 
wide and let her head settle over his long thick prick. She felt every vein 
and ridge of his thick cock as she sucked his prick deep into the velvety 
softness of her mouth. John groaned and closed his eyes as he felt the 
beautiful girl's mouth move expertly up and down the length of his 
cockshaft, her tongue like a whirling dervish as it licked his throbbing 
cockhead and down to his balls. 

Moaning with pleasure, Anne hollowed her cheeks to suck on his hot 
cockshaft, then felt her cheeks bulge out as she took the length of his 
prick into her mouth, his cockhead occasionally slamming against the back of 
her throat. On one of his deep fucks, she took his enormous prick down into 
her throat, her nostrils flaring widely to suck in air. 

The elastic pressure clasping his sensitive cockhead deep in her throat 
caused John to groan involuntarily. He pushed his hips hard against her face 
and felt her warm mouth swallowing his entire lust-hardened prick. Anne held 
the base of his cock in one tight fist while her other hand jiggled his 
bloated balls. She could feel his orgasm building again as his prickhead 
expanded even more and his balls drew up close to the root of his cock. She 
began fucking harder, thrusting her head down and back and flicking her 
tongue constantly around his cock. 

John was gasping now as he felt his prick tensing for the moment when his 
cum would surge up the narrow pipe and spew into her wet mouth. He reached 
down and grasped Anne's swaying tits in his hands and squeezed tightly as he 
felt his cum race up his prick and shoot into her mouth. 

"Ah, shit, I'm fucking coming!" he announced as the first jet of burning 
gism shot from his cock. His hands squeezed and twisted Anne's heaving tits 
with each mighty spurt. He growled through bared teeth as his prick shot its 
last thick wad of spunk into her throat. Fulfilled, his prick began to 
deflate, but Anne continued to suck and lick, tasting his cock juice and her 
own musky fuck juices mingled together. 

"Oh, baby." John gasped. "That was the greatest. I won't be able to walk for 
a week. You cleaned me out." 

"What? Already?" Anne teased. "Just when I was getting hot again." 

Laughing, she rolled him over and brought her mouth to rest on his asshole. 
Her tongue flicked out in teasing swipes as she lay across his back and 
rubbed her big tits against him. 

"How about it, lover?" she purred into his ear. "How about another nice deep 
fuck?" 

Anne continued thrashing about on John's back, rubbing her tits against him 
and shoving her dripping pussy against his asscheeks and finally clamping 
her thighs around one of his muscular legs. She rode his leg until her 
orgasm began to sweep over her again. 

By then, though, John's prick had swollen back to life. With a growl, he 
rolled her over on her back, aimed his massive prick at her cunt and fucked 
to the deepest part of her pussy. Anne squealed in ecstasy, and they 
continued fucking until they collapsed exhausted into each other's arms and 
fell into a contented sleep. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Sally woke with a start, the sound of a key turning a lock bringing her 
instantly awake. For a moment she lay face down, staring at the coarse 
fibers of a bare mattress, a frown wrinkling her pretty brow. She tried to 
move but her hands were tied firmly behind her back. 

Instantly, memories of her abduction and brutal rape at the hands of her 
degenerate captors surged back into her brain, bringing a flush of horror 
and shame. Beside her, she could dimly make out the dark shadow of the 
teenager Debbie Black sleeping soundly. Sally watched the regular rise and 
fall of Debbie's small firm tits. 

The creak of a floorboard jarred her and suddenly a rough hand was clasped 
over her mouth. 

She struggled but, with her hands tied, she couldn't wrench free of the 
brutal hand. 

"Hush. You just keep your pretty mouth quiet and we'll have some fun and 
nobody gonna get hurt. Okay blondie?" 

Sally nodded, fear gripping her throat and choking any sound before it could 
escape her lips. Her wide eyes searched the evilly leering face of Johnson 
while the man let his eyes sweep the length of her naked body. He glanced 
quickly over to where Debbie continued sleeping the sleep of the exhausted. 

"What do you want with me?" Sally whispered back sharply, trying to keep her 
voice from trembling. "Where are the others?" 

"Don't you worry your pretty pussy about them. They're sleepin' and unless 
you want them to come in and join me, we'll just keep this between 
ourselves, huh?" He grinned. 

Johnson reached over and grabbed one of Sally's full round tits in his big 
hand and palmed her wide areola. Sally felt her nipple harden instantly at 
the man's touch. Her body quivered as Johnson kneaded her ripe tit. She 
struggled again but it was useless. 

The man's hand roamed all over her body, lighting unwanted flickers of 
desire wherever they touched her tits, her belly, her cunt. Johnson dropped 
his head and planted a wet sloppy kiss on her nipple. Sally moaned. Grinning 
lewdly, he flicked his tongue around her rock-hard nipple as he dipped a 
hand between her splayed legs and fondled the light fuzz protecting her 
fleshy pussy lips. 

"Oh, my god!" Sally gasped. "Oh, please don't." 

But her torso was quivering insanely, and she thrashed her legs wildly 
trying to increase the pressure of his hand against her cunt mound. Johnson 
rammed a finger into her steaming pussy hole and Sally bucked her hips 
against his probing digit. She hated herself for succumbing so quickly to 
the lewd assault, but her pussy and tits were betraying her with every 
touch. 

Johnson dropped to his knees and gazed with lust at the puffy cunt-lips 
sucking and churning on his fucking finger. Her pink pussy lips glistened 
with the musky fuck liquid oozing from her aroused depths. Tucked under a 
fleshy fold he found her gleaming aroused clit. He ran his finger around her 
burning clit and Sally squealed with passion. 

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Sally squealed. "Stop. Please stop." 

Her body bucked maddeningly beneath the sensual assault on her twitching 
cunt. Johnson dropped his face to the fleshy slit. He pushed his lips 
against her hot cunt and began lapping her glistening pussy lips. The 
innocent woman felt her legs spread involuntarily as his head burrowed 
deeper into her plundered pussy. Johnson gripped her thighs brutally and 
forced his face into her squishy cunt. His teeth surrounded her throbbing 
clit and sucked tenaciously. 

Sally's legs opened wonderfully wide as she felt herself being lifted on a 
wave of sexual desire, floating in a cloud of hungry fucking passion. 

"Oh, fuck me. Fuck me!" 

"Not yet. First you do me," Johnson hissed. 

Sally didn't know what he meant. Her confused aroused brain was almost numb 
from him tongue-fucking her seeping cunt. 

Johnson's hands dropped to his pants. He unzipped them and slid them over 
his legs in one swift movement, unleashing his long prick. Sally's eyes 
widened with desire as his huge cock, jutted out throbbing visibly. 

She reached out a tiny hand and clasped his long prick. She pumped his 
cockskin up and down and slowly brought his hard prick to her pouting mouth. 
The tall man loomed over the bed and placed his hand in her hair. 

"Suck," he commanded. 

"Oh, yes," she heard herself moan. 

She brought his fleshy prick to her mouth and flipped her tongue out, 
spearing a drop of salty cum. She sighed as her taste buds savored his tasty 
jizm. Sally gobbled the long thin prick, stuffing half of his cock into her 
mouth before his engorged prickhead butted against the back of her throat, 
causing her to gag. 

Deep inside her brain, a voice screamed at her that this was wicked and 
vile. She should be disgusted at the depraved and humiliating act of sucking 
a man's prick. But her aroused fuck-hunger throbbed desire to every nerve of 
her insistent body. She sucked like a madwoman, drawing his huge prickshaft 
deep into her throat and arching her neck to swallow his cock deeper into 
her gullet. Her hand clasped the remaining inches of his stiff prick and 
pumped in rhythm with her mouth. Her other hand cupped his swollen balls and 
fondled them like precious gems in a leathery sack. In and out, Johnson 
fucked his cock, distorting the beautiful blonde's face as her cheeks 
hollowed and puffed when she tried to pull the hot jism from his piss-slit. 

Johnson groaned. His legs began to feel rubbery and he knew it was only a 
matter of seconds before he would hose his captive's tonsils with his 
burning spunk. But he wanted more. He wanted to bury his aching cock deep in 
her slick cunt. Roughly, he pulled his prick from her voraciously sucking 
lips. Panting heavily, he leaned over his trembling victim, his eyes taking 
in every curve of her lush, ripe body from the high proud-tipped breasts to 
the narrow waist and wide womanly hips. But they centered on her wispy 
blonde pussy bush hiding her cunt. 

"Okay, spread 'em." 

This was it. Sally's body ached for the gigantic prick looming before her 
face, but, faced with the prospect of imminent rape, her mind rebelled. She 
froze with a numbing fear. He was going to fuck her again. She gaped at the 
monster cock standing erect like an upraised arm from the curly hairs of 
Johnson's crotch. Wildly she shook her head and tried to escape. But, with 
her arms still tied, there was no escape. She looked over at the teenager, 
but Debbie had somehow slept through the mouth-fuck and continued to draw 
deep regular breaths indicating her slumber. 

Sally's body began to tremble with fear and anticipation and pent-up desire 
to be fucked full of cock. 

"Please," she whimpered. "Oh, please don't fuck me again." 

The man kicked her splayed legs wide and grasped her elongated nipples 
viciously. His body slammed on top of hers, and his big prick snuggled to 
the wet mouth of her sensitive cunt flesh. Sally struggled with all her 
might, her arms still tied. She kicked wildly and bucked away from the heavy 
cock probing for her tiny pussy opening. Suddenly the tip of Johnson's cock 
forced its way into her plundered cunt slit. A thin wail began to escape 
Sally's lips, but Johnson clamped a beefy hand across her mouth. 

Brutally gathering all his might behind his stiff cock, he shoved his 
enormously swollen prick through the torn membranes of her tight cunt. Sally 
tried to scream. 

He fucked again, burying half his enormous cock into her tight pussy hole. 
Sally bucked and heaved, trying to dislodge the oppressive prick splitting 
her ravished cunt. Her pussy walls were stretched brutally as his burning 
cock fucked its way deeper into her pussy until, finally, his prick was 
buried to the hilt. Johnson paid no attention to the screams he was choking 
off as he fucked his hard cock into her excruciatingly tight cunt. 

Sally couldn't believe that after her earlier rapes she still felt as tight 
as a virgin. The pain centered in her pussy was terrible. She thrashed her 
shapely legs and bucked wildly in a futile effort to escape his fucking 
cock, but each time she arched her hips off the bed, his hard prick fucked 
deeper into her cunt. Tears streamed down her face in frustration. 

Johnson was oblivious to the woman's pain. He was enthralled by her tightly 
clasping cunt-lips as he fucked his cock into his sobbing victim's pussy 
with jack-hammer force. Jism was boiling in his balls and threatened to come 
scalding out at any second. Sally moaned in shame and pain, but deep within 
she couldn't ignore the stirring of her repressed orgasm. With each inward 
thrust she drew closer and closer to a shattering climax. Her insides were 
in turmoil, but she couldn't stop her hips from matching the jarring thrusts 
of the long thin cock fucking her pussy. 

Suddenly Johnson thrust his cock deep into her cunt and ground his loins 
harshly against her blonde pussy, mingling his cock hairs with her delicate 
blonde curls. 

"Uuuuuuuuggggggg!" he grunted. "I'M COMMMMINNNGGGGG!" 

The scalding jism slammed into Sally's cunt as jet after jet of the white 
gobs spurted into her straining pussy and overflowed onto the mattress. Hot 
cum seeped out of her gash and soaked her trembling ass. 

The feel of the burning cum filling her cunt sent Sally over the edge of her 
orgasm. Squealing with release, she fucked her cunt wildly off the hosing 
cockshaft in her pussy, thrashing her head from side to side and whipping 
her rapist's face with her long blonde hair. 

Exhausted, she collapsed on the bed. Johnson reluctantly pulled his 
dwindling prick from her sopping cunt. He laughed scornfully as she cried 
out in frustration. 

"You're one hot fucking bitch," he said, grabbing a rock-hard nipple and 
pinching viciously. "You just keep on being good to me and I'll give you 
more later." 

Sally wailed in humiliation and shame. She covered her eyes with a bit of 
blanket and cried bitterly. Johnson dressed leisurely in front of the 
ravished secretary. Still laughing, he walked softly out of the room and 
locked the door behind him. 

She cried herself back to sleep. She'd been fucked again and once more her 
body had betrayed her, demanding satisfaction. 

Beside her, Debbie Black continued to breathe deeply, pretending all the 
while to be fast asleep. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Fred Harland was a big, beefy cop. He'd been on the force twenty-two years 
and had never made it past sergeant. That was because, somehow, he always 
mixed it up too rough and got into trouble. He was a rough cop, tough, 
feared. That's what kept him down in the ranks all those years while younger 
men pounded the bricks for a few years and then went on to become officers. 

He'd spent a dozen years in the blue uniform of a Washington policeman 
until, finally, he'd found a home in the detective squad. He'd been divorced 
twice and now lived alone, usually, in a small apartment. The neighborhood 
was a haven for pimps and prostitutes, but it was out of his district so 
Harland didn't bother them. 

Some of the younger, better-looking whores would give him a tumble for free 
now and then just to keep in his good graces. Harland didn't feel like he 
was breaking the law by fucking a prostitute since he wasn't paying her. 

Today was going to be another bitch of a day. The captain had called him in 
just a few minutes ago with orders to see a certain Congressman Richards. 
The captain wasn't too sure what the problem was with Richards. The good 
congressman had not wanted to be too specific over the phone, and Harland 
could well imagine why. The station house was always swarming with newspaper 
reporters and scandal sheet stringers. Word of a congressman in 
trouble-maybe another Wilbur Mills and his Argentine bombshell splashing in 
the Jefferson Memorial basin-would spread across the country fast. 

Harland went up to Richards' penthouse apartment and rang the bell. Soft 
chimes sounded inside. The door was opened by a tall, good-looking young man 
wearing a light-gray suit, white shirt and striped tie. Harland stepped in 
and wordlessly clasped the offered hand. His eyes swept the interior of the 
well-furnished apartment with a quick professional glance that left nothing 
overlooked. 

And what looked best about the handsomely decorated room was a petite woman 
with light-brown hair and large tits that swelled the tight-fitting blouse 
she wore. Her shapely legs were crossed at the ankles, and Harland was able 
to see well past her knees to her firm tanned thighs. 

"Afternoon, Congressman. Captain Williams said you had some problem that you 
couldn't talk about over the phone." 

"Yes, Sergeant. There's been a kidnapping. My secretary, Sally Adams, was 
kidnapped after work Friday. The kidnappers have demanded one million 
dollars by six o'clock tonight or they threaten to, ah . . . " Richards 
hesitated, afraid to say what the captors had threatened to do in front of 
Anne. 

"Yeah, well, what did they threaten?" Harland barked. 

"They said they'd cut off her breasts unless I get paid," Richards said. 

Harland's eyes flicked toward Anne at the mention of Sally's tits. The girl 
on the couch blanched but said nothing. He looked back at Richards. 

"Where are you supposed to deliver the money?" 

"They haven't said yet. Miss Simpson and I have been waiting for their call 
for three days." 

"Why didn't you call us Friday? Why'd you wait until now?" Harland demanded. 

Richards stammered. He explained that he wanted to be certain the men 
actually had kidnapped Sally before he called the police. And he didn't want 
to give the police too much time to poke into the matter. That would only 
alert the captors. This way, the police learned about the kidnapped 
secretary at the last possible moment and had only enough time to back him 
up as he went through with his plan. 

Richards had no intention of paying a million dollars to these hoodlums. 
Instead, he would allow himself to be taken captive with the police 
watching. They wouldn't dare harm a congressman and he hoped he be able to 
lead the police to their hiding place. With any luck, they'd release Sally 
before they realized they'd been double crossed so she, at least, would no 
longer be in danger. He'd withdrawn a few thousand dollars, cut up blank 
paper into the shape of bills, tied them together and stuffed them into a 
gym bag. He was ready to meet the captors. All he needed now was a little 
discreet police surveillance. With a lot of luck, he and Sally would be home 
free. 

Harland didn't like the setup at all. He wanted to call headquarters to send 
a bevy of men, but Richards objected. It had to be done quietly, he 
insisted. The kidnappers must not know the police had been notified or they 
would torture Sally. 

The cop, the congressman and the girl sat stiffly on the living room sofa 
for two hours making small talk. But the tension mounted as the hours 
stretched on. Richards was growing apprehensive about the feasibility of his 
plan as the deadline approached. What if the men went crazy when they 
realized they'd been tricked? 

Suddenly the telephone rang. It was 5 p.m. Harland raced to the bedroom and 
with a wave to Richards the two men picked up the ringing telephones 
simultaneously. 

"Richards, you scumbag, you there?" a guttural voice growled over the phone. 
"There's a pay phone at the corner of Fourteenth and L Street. Be there in 
ten minutes, you'll be called. And no cops, we'll be watching you." 

Richards had been told to try to keep the kidnappers on the phone as long as 
possible. Harland had arranged for the telephone company to automatically 
trace any call to the apartment so he tried to stall the voice on the line. 

"Wait a minute. How do I know Sally is all right? How do I know you haven't 
hurt her? I want to talk to her."' 

The captor snarled into the phone, "You'll just have to take our fucking 
word for it, buster. Or would you rather we sent over one of her tits for 
you to examine? Think you'd recognize it?" 

Richards gasped at the horrible thought. 

"No. Don't harm her. I'll do what you say. Should I bring the money with me 
when I come?" 

"Of course, stupid. Bring the money, and no cops remember." 

The line clicked dead. Richards stood staring at it for a long moment trying 
to picture the face that would go with that voice. It must be an evil face, 
a twisted evil face lined with obscene perversity and cruelty. 

Harland equipped Richards with a bug under his striped tie. Wearing the tiny 
microphone transmitter, Richards would be in constant contact with the 
police officer without being followed. 

Hopefully, the kidnappers would tell Richards where they wanted him to go 
and he would be able to repeat it into the bug. That way the police could 
close in on the hide-out without the captors seeing Richards with any 
police. It was a risky plan. 

The minutes ticked away slowly. Richards had been gone nearly ten minutes. 
Anne sat tensely on the edge of the living room sofa. She was drinking her 
third scotch and water, but her nervousness prevented her from feeling 
drunk. 

Harland sat stiffly on a dining room chair, monitoring the receiver that 
would pick up Richards' voice, he hoped. He could hear Richards' breathing 
as he drove his car. The sounds of traffic echoed faintly from the receiver. 

"I'm parking now," he heard Richards say into the bug. "There's the phone on 
the corner." 

Harland heard the creak of the car seat as Richards climbed out and the loud 
slam of the car door as the congressman moved toward the phone. He heard the 
footsteps walking toward the phone. They stopped. Richards was waiting in 
front of the phone. Traffic could be heard in the background. 

Suddenly another voice could be heard. It sounded like a young panhandler. 

"Say, brother, my wife's real sick and I need to get her some medicine. Can 
you spare a dollar or two?" 

There was no answer from Richards. "Hey, man, how about it?" the voice came 
again. 

"Get lost," Richards said. 

"Well, man, you don't have to be so shitty about it. You look like you can 
afford it. Matter of fact-" 

Suddenly the transmission stopped. Harland frantically turned the dials 
trying to re-establish contact, but he had a horrible feeling. It sounded 
like something had struck Richards just as contact was broken. Had the bug 
been discovered? 

"Damn," he muttered as he continued to work the dials. It was no use, he'd 
lost Richards. Hurriedly he called the station and reported to the captain. 
There was no need for secrecy now. An all-points bulletin was issued for the 
congressman, and squads of police cars were immediately dispatched to the 
corner phone booth. When they got there, all they found were the usual 
prostitutes. Of course, they had seen nothing. 

Harland looked up dejectedly from the dining room table. Anne Simpson was 
standing by the couch, one hand at her mouth, the other across her ample 
tits. Her eyes were wide and moist. 

"What's happened? Have they hurt John?" 

Harland moved quickly to the trembling woman and, gripping her by the 
shoulders, guided her to a sofa cushion. 

"Don't worry, we've only temporarily lost contact. Every cop in the city is 
looking for him right now. They wouldn't dare hurt a congressman." 

Harland put his arms around the petite woman. Anne leaned against him. She 
buried her head in the crook of his shoulder and began sobbing softly. Her 
large tits were pressed flat against the big cop's chest. Slowly, Harland 
stroked her shoulders, back and hair, murmuring soft reassurances that he 
didn't really feel. 

Anne continued to cry on his shoulder. She was terrified. First her best 
friend was kidnapped, and now John her new lover, was missing. Both were 
presumably in the hands of the same wicked men. 

The strong arm around her shoulders comforted her and she pressed her body 
even harder against Harland. She wanted to melt into his protective embrace 
and forget about what was happening outside the lush apartment's doors. 

Harland was clearly embarrassed. The feel of her voluptuous tits against his 
chest was starting to get him aroused. He tried to concentrate on the 
problem of finding Richards, but the tits of the girl pressed against him 
made it hard to think of anything except the exquisite flesh in his arms. It 
had been awhile since he'd had a good fuck, and Harland felt his thick cock 
swelling painfully in his pants as he felt the woman's heat rise. His 
stroking became firmer and extended the full length of her back. He dropped 
a hand to Anne's well-developed legs and began softly caressing them. Anne's 
sobs became shallower and shallower amid the comforting feel of Harland's 
embrace. Her breath came in faster gasps as she felt the big man's hands 
roam over her back, legs and thighs. 

Suddenly she became acutely aware that her tits were firmly pressed against 
the cop's chest. In her worry for her friends, she'd completely forgotten 
that this was a stranger and her actions might be interpreted differently 
than what was intended. But the reassuring feel of the big man's embrace 
felt so good that Anne relaxed and surrendered to Harland's touch. 
Tentatively she dropped one hand to his leg and began rubbing his muscular 
thigh. Harland increased the friction of his caresses as he rubbed her back 
and legs and let his hands wander to her hips and the sides of her meaty 
tits. 

The aroused woman could feel his stiff prick poking against her belly and 
she brought her hand lightly across the front of Harland's pants, causing 
him to jump at the electrifying touch. Harland's hands roamed across the 
outside of her blouse, weighing the heavy swell of her tits and massaging 
them with gusto. 

Anne slid her hand behind Harland's neck and brought his massive head down 
to her puckered lips. She pressed her mouth hard against his rough lips and 
felt him shove his thick tongue deep into her mouth. Her sharp pink tongue 
lashed back and dueled with his deep in her mouth in a luxurious French kiss 
that offered a preview of coming attractions. Harland reached a beefy hand 
into her tight blouse and felt her rock-hard nipples through her sheer bra. 
Anne sighed at his touch and closed her eyes as Harland unbuttoned her 
blouse and slowly peeled it from her body. He bent his head to kiss her 
delicate throat and soft white shoulders. Anne shivered in delicious 
pleasure from against her tender skin. Harland peeled one bra strap from her 
shoulder, then the other. Deftly he unhooked her flimsy bra and slowly 
unveiled her magnificent tits. 

"God, they're beautiful," he murmured in obvious fascination. Anne's big 
ripe tits were twin mounds of unblemished white tit-flesh capped by small, 
hard, pointed, pink nipples. Gently nipping her soft skin, he kissed the 
side of her left tit. Carefully he swirled his tongue around her fleshy tit, 
paying particular attention not to touch her taut nipple. Anne groaned in 
ecstasy, she wanted him to chew her hard nipple until she screamed with 
delight. She reached to his pants and unzipped the fly. Her tiny hand wormed 
its way into his underwear to grab the heavy cock standing at rigid 
attention. 

She was just about to comment on its huge size when Harland's mouth closed 
down over her nipple. He sucked her tender nipple gently at first, rolling 
it in his mouth to savor its taste, then chewed with increasing fervor. His 
teeth clamped over her sensitive bud, and flashes of desire shot from her 
tit to her quivering cunt. Her breath came in sharp painful gasps as Harland 
chewed her inflamed nipple. She fumbled with his pants to reveal more of his 
mighty prickshaft. Anxiously she pumped his massive cock to granite 
hardness. Harland chewed her nipple with abandon, his tongue lashing the 
enlarged bud, his teeth snapping painfully against her sensitive tit-flesh. 
Suddenly he left her saliva-coated tit and descended on her other nipple. 
Anne groaned with delight and increased the fevered pumping on his thick 
prickshaft. 

"Oh, I want you," she moaned into the big man's ear. "I want to feel you 
deep inside me. Please fill me." 

Gently he pulled her short tight skirt over her lush hips and slender 
ankles. The big-titted woman was dressed only in thin pink panties. Harland 
stared with lust as the crotch darkened from the musky fuck juices dampening 
her sopping cunt hairs. 

Anne gasped as Harland roughly kneaded her mammoth tits and tweaked her hard 
red nipples. He bent down and swirled his tongue under her heavy tits, 
trailing downward until he reached her cute belly-button. He lavished hot 
kisses over her stomach and abdomen as he gently pulled the sheer panties 
over her legs. 

Moaning with pent-up fervor now, her cunt a throbbing twitching slash of 
sopping desire, Anne reached out for the thick hard prick looming out of the 
beefy cop's pants. Quickly Harland shed his clothing. He spread his bent 
legs over the aroused woman and brought his massive cock to within inches of 
her beautiful mouth. Grasping her massive tits, he wrapped them around his 
burning prick and fucked sensuously between her creamy globes of tit-flesh. 

Anne watched in aroused fascination as the tiny prickhole in the middle of 
his giant cockhead emerged from its tit sheath, rampaged toward her face, 
then retreated to its tit lair. The sight was driving her wild. Her cunt 
twitched with desire. Suddenly, as the prick raced toward her, she opened 
her mouth and gulped his purple cockhead. Harland groaned with pleasure as 
her velvety soft lips held him in their warm soft embrace. He pushed his 
prick deeper into the willing girl's mouth. Anne sucked harder, trying to 
pull the cum from his balls and up his long thick tube of cockflesh. She 
wanted to bathe her throat with the viscous fuck fluid. Harland pulled his 
prick from her lovely lips. Anne groaned with frustration. 

"Oh, give it back to me. Give me that beautiful cock." 

Quickly Harland turned around and buried his head between her splayed 
thighs. His nose burrowed into her wet cuntslit and his lips fastened 
themselves around the trembling pink bud of her clit. Like a snake, his 
tongue darted out and struck the sensitive miniature prick with quick 
lapping strokes. Each contact with her swollen burning clit sent shivers of 
excitement streaking through Anne's body. She was on fire, her cunt ached 
with desire and her pussy juices poured from her cunt gash and down between 
her asscheeks. 

Anne grasped the gigantic purple prick hovering inches from her face and 
guided his cock to her wide open mouth. Hungrily she gobbled his cockmeat 
into her throat until his prick slammed the back of her throat and made her 
gag. Then, arching her neck, she took his prick halfway down her throat. 
Harland howled into her dripping pussy as he felt his cock being pulled from 
his body. His teeth slashed into the young woman's clit. Anne squealed as 
bolts of pure pain and pleasure rocketed from her clit to the tips of her 
tits and toes. Her body lurched up against his fucking tongue and gushes of 
cunt juice filled his voraciously sucking mouth. 

"Oh, I'm going to come! Stop, please stop, I want to feel your hot cock in 
me!" Anne gasped. 

Harland's thick prick hardened even more at the vile suggestion and he 
thought for a moment he was going to shoot his heavy load. Instead, he 
pulled his glistening prick from her widely stretched mouth and sat heavily 
on the couch. Effortlessly he lifted Anne from her prone position and 
brought her face to face with him, her sopping cunt dangling inches above 
his pulsing prick. 

"Fuck me, you son of a bitch. Shove that prick deep into me!" Anne gasped 
through clenched teeth. 

Holding the tiny woman around the waist, Harland settled her dripping cunt 
gash over his throbbing cock and gently pushed. His thick prickhead slid 
through her slick pussy lips like a hot knife through warm butter. Anne 
threw her head back and groaned between clenched teeth, and the cords of her 
neck muscles popped out. She moaned as her weight plunged her inexorably 
down his huge fucking prickshaft. She couldn't get off his monstrous cock 
now even if she wanted to. The giant timber of Harland's cock was 
relentlessly fucking its way deeper and deeper into her hot depths. 

"Oh, god, it's sooooo big. It's so fucking big. I don't think I can take it 
all." 

But her widely spread cunt-lips continued to devour his meaty cockshaft 
until, just when she thought he would split her up the middle, Anne's 
light-brown cunt hairs tangled with his thick cock hairs. 

Anne couldn't move. She sat impaled on Harland's massive cock, feeling his 
prick pulse and flex inside her cunt. The pressure of his gigantic 
prickshaft against her pussy walls caused her to moan with passion. 

Harland supported the compact girl easily. Her big tits fascinated him. He 
bent his head and sucked first one cherry red nipple and then the other. His 
teeth nipped her hard nipples and she groaned with pain and pleasure. Slowly 
he began to flex his deeply embedded cock. Anne's breathing became heavier 
as she felt his gigantic prick fuck slowly in and out of her tightly filled 
pussy. Harland fucked his prick to the hilt with each stroke. And each 
stroke slapped into the ravished woman's painfully aroused clit. 

Wave-after wave of pure pleasure shot from her cunt as Harland fucked her 
with long hard strokes. Her fuck juices oozed around his prick, giving a 
natural lubricant to every deep thrust. Her hips bucked forward to accept 
his big cock's every plunge. 

Harland grasped her jiggling tits and squeezed. He fucked his cock into her 
hot pussy with all his might. Anne felt her climax beginning. She was on the 
brink of a mind-shattering orgasm, and all of her insides were quivering 
with pent-up desire for the ultimate explosion. Her fucking pace quickened 
to a blur as she slammed herself against his fucking cock and her inner cunt 
muscles rippled along his fucking prickshaft to milk his thick cock of its 
hot fuck juices. With a loud bellow, Harland felt his hot cum rushing up the 
long tube and gush into the girl's soaking cunt. The geyser of hot jism 
sparked Anne to her own climax. Her cum began flooding her pussy and she 
shrieked with released fury, her nails ripping bloody streaks across 
Harland's back. The torrent of hot gism filled her and mingling with her own 
hot fuck juices filled her cunt until cum poured out of her pussy hole. 

With a violent shudder, Anne felt her cunt give its last squeeze, and she 
settled even deeper on Harland's cock. His prick was still hard, but 
beginning to soften. Even as his cock lost its hardness, his prick filled 
Anne's cunt with heat. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

The brutal slap across his face snapped Congressman John Richards' head back 
with a bone-jarring crack. His eyes slammed shut for a moment, then opened 
again. A harsh bare light bulb glared over his head, he sat in a hard, 
straight-backed wooden chair. His wrists were Firmly secured behind his back 
and the proud young congressman was completely naked. His limp prick dangled 
against the rough wooden seat. 

Murdock loomed over the helpless prisoner. His arm swung in a blurred motion 
as his palm slapped Richards' face, turning it a bright red from the impact 
of the blow. For a few seconds, pinwheels danced in front of his eyes before 
he again forced them to focus. Murdock had worked himself into a blood lust 
shortly after he discovered the trick Richards had tried to pull on the 
three captors. Johnson had performed well as a bogus panhandler and had 
taken Richards completely by surprise. One swift punch to the solar plexus 
had knocked out the wind and any fight from the muscular congressman. 
Ratface had been only seconds away and his car quickly spirited Johnson and 
the gasping Richards from the corner. A handkerchief doused with ether had 
been enough to knock Richards unconscious until they could take him to their 
hide-out. While Richards lay sprawled unconscious, Murdock had taken the 
money out of the gym bag. Instantly he saw the trick Richards had attempted 
with the cut-up paper. The ruse threw Murdock into a murderous rage and he 
began kicking and stomping the still-inert form of the man he hated, the man 
whose family had duped his father and wrecked his life. 

In seconds, the three men had torn the clothing from Richards' body. When 
they discovered the hidden, though unworking, microphone, they became even 
more angry and punched and kicked Richards incessantly. Finally Johnson had 
filled a water pitcher and emptied it on Richards' nearly lifeless form. The 
man stirred slightly, and they roughly pushed him to the chair and tied him 
tightly. 

Richards knew he'd made a mistake. He would never get out alive. Congressman 
or no congressman, these men were so crazy they would beat him to death 
without thinking twice. His only hope was to try to save Sally, but so far 
he hadn't seen a trace of his beautiful secretary. 

Sally and Debbie sat naked and shivering in another bedroom. They could hear 
the angry curses of their captors and the sickening sound of hard fists 
hitting soft flesh. Each slap brought a tremor of fear to the two girls. 

"I wonder who they have in there," Sally whispered. 

"I don't know, but whoever it is, they're going to beat him to death," 
Debbie replied. 

The sounds of the cursing and beating grew louder. Sally couldn't stand it a 
moment longer and jumped down from the wide bed. Hesitating, she walked to 
the door. She heard angry shouts and the crash from a man's fist hitting 
someone's face. Cautiously Sally opened the door a thin crack and gasped at 
the sight before her large blue eyes. 

There, on a chair, her boss, John Richards, sat like a broken doll. Murdock 
was slapping him with heavy, rhythmic strokes. Richards' head fell from one 
shoulder to the other as if his neck were made of rubber. 

"Where is the rest of the money, you son of a bitch?" Murdock shouted as he 
delivered a punch to the side of Richards' head. The congressman muttered 
something and Murdock slugged him again. Richards' head snapped back and 
fell forward over his chest. He was out cold. 

Frustrated, Murdock stopped his brutal pounding. Besides, his arm was 
getting tired. He, Johnson and Ratface had been taking turns for more than 
an hour kicking and punching the beaten man but still he wouldn't tell them 
where the money was or whether he'd alerted the cops. Murdock was tiring of 
the whole affair. He was so mad he wanted to fuck the shit out of someone. 
Slowly an idea was forming. Maybe the congressman would talk to save his 
pretty secretary. That's why they'd kidnapped her in the first place, to use 
as bait. Maybe when he saw what they could do to his big-titted secretary he 
would start to cooperate. 

The three captors wandered into the kitchen for a few beers to discuss the 
situation. Sally watched with terrified eyes as her brutal captors left the 
room. Richards looked like he was nearly dead, but his breathing was coming 
in deep gasps. Sally opened the door and tiptoed into the large spare 
bedroom. She knelt in front of Richards, her lovely brows knitted in worry 
as she scanned his puffy face. He had risked his life to save her, and now 
they were beating him to death. She placed a cool slender hand against his 
burning cheek and tried to ignore the thick heavy cock which dangled from 
the coarse hairs of Richards' crotch. 

Sally became so engrossed in stroking the forehead of her employer that she 
didn't hear her three captors enter the room behind her. The men stood 
watching the voluptuous girl for a long moment, their faces masks of 
evilness. 

"Now, ain't that touching?" Murdock said at last. "What's the matter baby? 
Ain't you had enough men lately, you gotta go after creeps like him?" 

Sally whirled around in hot anger. Her nudity was completely forgotten as 
she shrieked at the men, her face turning a vivid scarlet. 

"Monsters! You've nearly killed him, he'll die if you keep beating him." 

The three men chuckled. Their evil laughs sent a shiver down Sally's spine, 
and for the first time since she'd entered the room, she suddenly remembered 
she was naked. Her clumsy attempt to cover her huge tits with one thin 
forearm brought a mirthless laugh from Murdock. But it was Johnson who was 
the first to move for her. The tall man sauntered to her, fisting his long 
thin prick with each step. The purple foreskin slipped up and back each time 
his tight fist pumped his growing cock. With three quick strides, Johnson 
was in front of her. His prick was on an even level with her face as she 
knelt in front of the slowly awakening congressman. 

"Okay, suck my cock. Let me feel those sweet lips one more time," Johnson 
cooed. 

Sally tried to avoid his prick. His body had the smell of dried cum and cunt 
juices. It almost made her gag to think where he'd had his cock in the last 
several hours. She'd forgotten how many times she'd creamed on his thin 
cockstalk, and she remembered seeing Johnson fuck his prick repeatedly into 
Debbie's cunt and ass. 

Johnson grasped her long blonde hair and fucked his prick into the unwilling 
girl's wide stretched mouth. Sally's teeth raked the sensitive tube along 
the bottom of his cock, and he shuddered with joy. Sally fought for air, her 
nostrils flared widely, and tears sprang to her eyes as Johnson fucked his 
long prick to the back of her mouth and rammed his cock down her throat. The 
tall youth groaned with lust as he felt the helpless girl's tender lips 
caress the length of his prick. Without realizing it, Sally had already 
succumbed to the passion welling deep in her belly and she began 
unconsciously to swirl her tongue against the tip of Johnson's prick. She 
mumbled her hot encouragement around his fucking cock. 

Murdock and Ratface quickly joined the panting couple. Richards, now fully 
awake, watched in horror as Murdock pulled his gigantic cock from his pants 
and stalked toward the avidly sucking secretary. Sally's face was contorted 
in a hideous grin as she pulled Johnson's purple cock into her mouth. 

Richards struggled to free himself but his bonds were too tight. 

"No. Don't do it!" he shouted to Murdock. 

Murdock laughed as he held his cock, as thick as his forearm, in his hand 
and advanced on the defenseless girl. 

"She'll love it, Richards. At least I'll give her a real man's prick. Hey, 
I'll bet you've never even been able to get it into her. Have you? She was 
pretty tight." 

Richards turned red in frustration and shame. Murdock's taunt was painfully 
true. He'd never even laid a hand on Sally's luscious tits, much less fucked 
his aching prick into her full pussy lips. 

"Eh? Have you? Have you ever fucked her?" Murdock snarled. When Richards 
still refused to speak, Murdock punched him hard in the stomach, then 
slapped him across the face. Blood gushed from a cut on Richards' lip. 

The brutal captor turned away from Richards and back to Sally. The helpless 
girl knelt on her hands and knees. In front of her, Johnson was fucking his 
long, thin prick into her mouth with hard even strokes. Behind her, Ratface 
was working his finger into her plump tightly clenched ass. Her ass muscles 
closed hard around his finger as he penetrated her asshole. The girl groaned 
in pain and shame as she felt the thick digit slip past the ring of her 
asshole. 

Sally tried to protest the violation of her painfully stretched ass but 
Johnson fucked his long prick deep down her throat, causing her to gag as 
his cock wormed its way past the back of her mouth. Her tongue lapped 
furiously at his fucking prick as her wide flaring nostrils fought for air. 

"Mmmmmmm, you sure know what I like!" Johnson shouted. He threw back his 
head and howled. 

Ratface was panting heavily as he worked two and then three fingers into the 
sweating, squirming ass in front of him. With his free hand, he pumped his 
thick prick until a drop of cum welled up at the piss-slit. With one quick 
motion, Ratface pulled his hand out of Sally's ass and grasped her fleshy 
asscheeks. He spread her asscheeks wide and aimed his eager cock at the 
tight brown hole between her asscheeks. 

Sally groaned as she felt his thick cock fuck its way into her bodyi Her 
asshole began to feel like a burning log had been rammed in. She was lewdly 
skewered front and back, sucking on a long thin prick and impaled on a thick 
stumpy cock deep in her ass. She glanced at Richards, her face a bright red 
with shame at being seen. 

The young congressman's mouth hung open, his eyes were like saucers as he 
watched the beautiful girl being ass-fucked while sucking desperately on a 
prick as if it were some tasty lollipop. Richards couldn't contain his own 
lust as he watched the men fucking their hard cocks into the helpless girl 
who he'd wanted to fuck so many times. His prick began to swell as blood 
rushed to his twitching cocktip. His breathing increased in tempo. He hated 
these men for the vile things they were doing to his lovely secretary, but 
he wanted to be one of them as well. He ached to feel his cock fucking 
smoothly between her beautiful pouting lips or to fuck his prick into the 
churning tightness of her full ass. But most of all, he ached painfully to 
fuck his engorged prick deep into the fleshy heat of Sally's blonde-thatched 
tender cunt. 

Murdock had the same idea. He watched his two cronies with an evil scowl as 
they fucked the girl sandwiched between them. Murdock's enormous cock 
bloated in his hands. 

"Flip her over," he ordered Ratface with a growl that brooked no debate. The 
smaller man grasped Sally's perfect tits and fell to his back. Sally's mouth 
was yanked away from Johnson's fucking prick and the tall man wailed with 
frustration from the lost sensation. 

Sally moaned as she lay on top of Ratface, her back pressed against the 
small man's body while his thick cock fucked her asshole. Her weight pushed 
her even deeper onto Ratface's pole. 

Brutally, Ratface squeezed her heavy tits, her pink nipples standing erect 
under the painful pinching. Murdock sucked in his breath at the sight of 
Sally's defenseless cunt hanging open, her legs splayed helplessly. Droplets 
of fuck juice from her overheated cunt clung like jewels to the light fuzzy 
hair surrounding her pink cunt gash. The tiny bud of her clit rose proudly 
from its surrounding sheath of flesh as if begging for his attention. 

Murdock buried his face in her damp pussy bush and inhaled the musky scent 
of her cunt. Sally groaned in utter humiliation. She hated the degrading 
thing that Murdock planned to do but her body was on fire. Her cunt itched 
with a burning she had never felt before and the hot breathing on her open 
cunt gash only fanned the flames of lust coursing through her traitorous 
body. 

"Oh, my god, what are you going to do?" she asked, knowing full well. 
"AAAAAAAHHHHH! Ooooohhhh, nnnnoooooo!" 

Murdock fucked his tongue deep into her steaming cunt slit. Sally's hips 
bucked up to meet his delicious fucking tongue as he lapped her cunt juices 
and slithered up the walls of her hot pussy. Beneath her, Ratface fucked his 
thick cock with increasing fervor as he felt the voluptuous girl respond to 
Murdock's tongue. Johnson, his prick rock hard, knelt by Sally's face and 
forced the helpless girl to take his cock in her mouth again. She resisted 
for a moment, but when Murdock's teeth clamped down on her burning clit, she 
howled in delirium and gobbled Johnson's thin cock. She reached up and 
grabbed Johnson's ball sac, milking his heavy balls as she avidly sucked his 
prick. 

Richards couldn't helieve his eyes. He'd been shocked to see Sally's tiny 
asshole swallow Ratface's thick cock. He ached at the sight of Johnson's 
long thin prick fucking into his once-innocent secretary's willing mouth. 
And now Murdock was chewing her budding clit, bringing cries of joy and lust 
from the girl's overstuffed mouth. Her body convulsed as the thick cock 
fucked into her churning ass depths while, between her red-hot cunt-lips, 
Murdock played her clit like a fine violin. Nibbling at her engorged clit, 
Murdock sent streaks of pleasure mingled with shivers of pain racing through 
the aroused girl. Sally's hands milked Johnson's balls as she eagerly sucked 
his cock. 

Sally wailed with frustration when Murdock left her hard clit, but the cry 
was quickly replaced by a groan of pleasure as he laved one fat wet cunt-lip 
and then sucked the other deep into his mouth. The helpless sex-crazed girl 
couldn't believe the transformation these hard cocks were causing in her. 
She was a storm of aroused, hungry, twitching flesh. 

Cock, cock, cock, cock! The word echoed in her brain in time to Johnson's 
deep strokes in her throat and Ratface's cock in her ass. 

She tried to scream her joy, but Johnson only pushed his long prick deeper, 
until his cock bent and slid down her throat. She sucked the man's cock as 
if her life depended on it. She was going out of her mind with desire. 
Losing air, she wrenched her face away from his delightful prick. She gasped 
for air and screamed as Murdock again closed his teeth on her itching clit. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! Oooooooohhhh, fuck me! Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME, 
YOU BASTARDS!" 

Murdock heaved his large bulk up from between Sally's dripping cunt. With 
one hand guiding his huge prick, he pushed his cockhead against Sally's 
pussy. The beautiful girl thrust her hips out to capture the thick prick 
coming for her. She groaned with pain as his wide cocktip penetrated her 
open cunt-lips. Murdock was overwhelmed by the heat of her churning pussy. 
Slowly he pushed in another inch or two. Sally grunted with pain as his 
gnarled cock spread her pussy lips to the tearing point. She'd taken his 
prick before and she would take his cock again. But the first time she 
hadn't had a thick cock shoved into the depths of her ass too. 

"Give it to me, you fucker. Fill me all the way!' she shrieked. 

Murdock roared and shoved his enormous prick into the girl's wet cunt. Sally 
shrieked. She screamed her lungs out as the monster cock fucked all the way 
into her. Her body bucked up and down, frantically trying to accommodate 
itself to the huge prick stuffing her pussy. But there was no escape from 
the brutal fucking the three hard cocks were giving her. Murdock and 
Ratface, separated only by a thin membrane of flesh, fucked their thick 
pricks into her in unison. Johnson shouted obscenities as her mouth sucked 
his cock for all he was worth. 

Sally's body lurched and twitched from the incredible fires of the three-way 
fucking. She'd never experienced anything like this. Her body was being 
fucked in the cunt, ass and mouth. Her legs danced wildly over Murdock's 
back as the three men fucked their long pricks into her fuck holes. 

The passion in Sally's body was elevating her to a new plane of existence. 
Her entire body had turned into a twitching fuck hole, itching to be fucked 
in every possible way. She shouted in bliss, but her words never escaped her 
cock-stuffed mouth. She humped back and forth, meeting each stroke of the 
thick pricks fucking her cunt and ass. Her velvety insides milked the two 
cockshafts, bringing a groan from the lips of her fuckers. Wave after wave 
of incredible joy washed through her. Her legs trembled and jerked with the 
force of the pricks fucking her. She felt an orgasm stirring deep in her 
pussy. She didn't want it yet, but her hungry cunt humped up and down, eager 
for more cock. 

The combined weight of Sally and Murdock was crushing Ratface to the floor. 
The small man with the thick cock fucked Sally's fleshy ass as hard as he 
could, but each downward thrust from Sally impaled her ass deeper than he 
could hope to do. The pressure of her clenching asscheeks was tremendous. 
Ratface felt his cum begin to boil in his balls. In seconds jizm was racing 
up his prick and spurting its fiery whiteness deep into the girl's churning 
ass. 

"I'mmmmm commmminggggg!" Ratface yelled as he pumped burst after burst of 
hot spunk into her ass. 

Sally felt the burning fuck liquid enter her ass and she screamed. The 
sensation was driving her insane. Her body jerked even faster, and she lost 
all contact with reality. The three fucking pricks bursting in her dominated 
body and filling her with their cum was all that mattered now. She wanted 
the feeling to last forever. 

She felt Johnson's prick begin to twitch and expand deep in her throat. With 
a bellow, the tall youth fucked his cock even deeper into her mouth, 
grinding his wiry bush against her nose as he emptied gob after thick gob of 
his cum into her belly. Sally gulped down the hot tangy spunk hungrily, her 
tongue laving around his pulsing prick as she tried to savor the last drop 
of cum before it slid down her throat and pooled deep inside her. With an 
anguished groan, Johnson pulled his shriveled cock out of her overstretched 
mouth and settled back on his haunches, gasping for breath. 

All of Sally's being was now centered on her brutally stretched cunt. 
Murdock fucked his prick deeper and deeper, but Sally met each cunt-filling 
thrust willingly as she milked his enormous cock each time his prick plumbed 
her depths. She could hear her own ragged breathing mixed with the heavy 
gasps of the brute on top of her. Her arms reached around Murdock's broad 
back and she pulled him tighter against her big tits and pressed his ass 
harder into her. 

Sally's fingernails raked Murdock's back, bringing thin streams of blood. 
The pain only spurred him to fuck her harder. He had to dominate this 
fuck-mad creature if it was the last thing he did. He had to see her eyes 
roll with utter abandon as her body lost control and climaxed. Murdock 
gritted his teeth and a terrible whine came from his throat as Sally's cunt 
muscles grasped his prick with unrelenting force. She was trying desperately 
to milk the last drop of cum out of him before she crested. She couldn't 
hold out much longer. Murdock's giant prick slammed into her incredibly 
sensitive clit each time he fucked into her depths. Each bruising contact 
with her clit sent an electric spark from her cunt to her painfully crushed 
tits and back to her curled toes. 

"Give me your cum. Give it to me!" she wailed. 

Murdock couldn't hold back the torrent of his orgasm any longer. With an 
ear-shattering bellow, he pumped gushers of thick hot cum deep into Sally's 
quivering cunt. 

"Take it, you bitch, take all of it!" 

Gob after gob of hot white cum shot into Sally's dripping pussy as Murdock 
emptied his cock of his pent-up lust. Sally was awash in cum. It poured from 
her ass, dripped out of her mouth and gushed from her overfilled cunt. 

Suddenly her own pent-up climax ripped through her body. She shrieked. Her 
arms pulled Murdock hard against her tits as her pussy pushed up against the 
hard gushing prick filling her cunt. Buckets of cum poured from her cunt as 
she screamed out her orgasm. 

"AAAAARRRRRGGGGG! I can't stand it!" 

But her body continued to twitch, and her cunt continued to erupt with a hot 
flow of fuck juice that washed over Murdock's burning cock and spilled out 
over her ass. Sally's head rocked back and forth, her hair lashing the air 
as the giant waves of released passion coursed through her taut body. 

Finally, with another ear-shattering scream, Sally thrust her cunt deep onto 
Murdock's still-hard prick. Her back arched, her body remained locked in its 
trembling position for a long moment, savoring the last crushing orgasm, and 
then collapsed in utter depraved exhaustion. 

Debbie Black woke from her troubled sleep to the sounds of bodies slapping 
each other in the other room. She'd been dreaming about that night at the 
fraternity party when the men had fucked her and her two friends. It had 
been a night filled with humping cocks and sex-starved fraternity men. 
They'd fucked her cunt, and her mouth, forcing her to suck and suck and suck 
until she had swallowed quarts of cum. The erotic dream had stirred old 
memories in her tender pussy and her body had responded. By the time the 
shouts in the next room brought her to her senses, she was clawing 
feverishly at her cunt, searching for the climax she wanted so badly. 

Whining with frustration, Debbie moved swiftly to the door separating the 
two bedrooms. She opened it slightly and her eyes bulged at the sight of her 
three captors filling the blonde girl with their cocks. The beautiful blonde 
girl's face was contorted with lust as she bucked her ass furiously back 
onto the pole embedded in her asshole and then shot her hips forward to 
engulf the mammoth prick penetrating her cunt slit. 

The sight of the captive secretary sucking Johnson's prick while being 
fucked and ass-fucked rekindled Debbie's memory of the fraternity party. The 
sight caused Debbie to get weak in the knees. She dropped her hand to her 
dripping pussy and shoved two fingers into her hot pussy. Her eyes shifted 
from the fucking forms of the girl and her fucking rapists to the naked man 
tied to the chair. His eyes were riveted on the incredible scene of 
depravity being played out before him. 

His huge prick towered out of his crotch, the thin purple veins pulsing with 
blood. How he wished he were free of his bonds to join the fucking free for 
all. His prick was near the bursting point, but he had no way of bringing 
himself off. John Richards was desperate. 

Taking a deep breath, Debbie hurried into the room past the madly fucking 
group and knelt in front of the helpless congressman. Her brown eyes eagerly 
searched his pale-blue eyes for a moment. She saw hungry lust reflected 
there. With a trembling hand, Debbie grasped his thick prick and rubbed his 
satiny cockskin. Richards groaned with desire and gratitude. 

The congressman didn't know who this petite young girl with the peach sized 
tits was, but he was grateful to her. She was giving him what he couldn't 
give himself, release from his enormous sexual tension. Debbie brought her 
face to within inches of his hard cockshaft. She squeezed his prick again 
and a droplet of white cum pooled at the tip of his piss-slit. Her pointed 
tongue lapped out and speared the droplet. Richards moaned. 

Debbie rolled the salty droplet along her tongue and licked her lips. The 
taste was maddening. Eagerly she opened her mouth and gulped the head of 
Richards' prick. Her teeth raked across his taut, oversized prick. The 
pressure wasn't too great, but it sent a tremor of lust down Richards' cock 
and up his spine to explode at the base of his skull. 

Debbie gulped as much of his giant cock as she could take, but several 
inches of hard pulsing prick flesh still stuck out of her face. She wrapped 
her hand around the thick stump and pumped vigorously, her other hand 
cupping his sac of heavy swollen balls. 

The young congressman was delirious with passion. In front of him Debbie was 
pulling his prick deeper into her mouth while she stroked his stump and 
jiggled his balls. Beyond the young girl, he saw Sally screaming and 
twisting in the throes of another shattering orgasm. The smell of sweaty 
bodies and hot cunt juice filled the small room. Richards knew he was about 
to come. He felt an eruption boiling in his balls, then shoot like a rocket 
up his tube. His cockhead stretched even more and suddenly gushers of hot 
cum shot out of his prick and into Debbie's mouth. She swallowed great gulps 
of the sticky fuck fluid. She whipped her tongue across the head of 
Richards' cock thrilling to the taste of his hot cum. Finally, mad with her 
own unquenched lust, she abandoned her hold on Richards' cock and shoved 
three fingers deep into her gushing pussy. The taste of cum had excited her. 
Now she needed more, she needed a big cock fucked into the deepest part of 
her cunt. 

Hastily she scrambled to her feet and, grasping Richards' still-hard prick, 
guided it to the entrance of her sopping cunt. With all her might she 
slammed her body down on his fucking cock, scalding her insides until she 
felt his prick crash against her pussy walls. She shrieked in pain and 
pleasure. Frantically she humped herself up and down. Suddenly she squealed 
with passion as her cum flooded her pussy and drenched the thick cock 
pushing against her belly. Finally the torrent slowed. Her pussy lips 
clutched the long cock buried inside her. 

Richards was spent. He looked down sheepishly and grinned at the young girl 
impaled on his lap. 

"Thank you, whoever you are," he mumbled in a daze. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Debbie Black's mother was worried. Her daughter hadn't returned home in four 
days, and while Althea Black hadn't been too concerned after the first or 
even the second night of Debbie's disappearance, it was highly unusual for 
her to be gone for so long without calling home. In fact, Althea hadn't had 
much time to worry about Debbie the first two nights of her disappearance. A 
tall woman in her late 30s, she was still attractive to the men she met in 
the downtown diner where she worked as a waitress. And so the first night, 
while Debbie was being brutally fucked by her three captors, Althea slept 
peacefully in the arms of Bill Doren, a high school teacher she dated 
occasionally. 

The couple had fucked and sucked the night away until, as the violet dawn 
broke, Althea had climbed the three floors to her apartment. Debbie was 
missing. Althea shrugged. She knew her budding teenager was attracted to men 
like a moth to flame. It wasn't unusual for young girls in the neighborhood 
to marry before they finished high school. 

She had met Debbie's father at a street dance. They'd danced until midnight 
and he drove her back to his apartment. Without speaking, the tall heavily 
muscled man had carried her into the bedroom and tenderly peeled off the 
light shift she'd worn. Underneath, Althea's body glistened with 
anticipation. Her cone-shaped tits were unfettered by a bra, the thin white 
panties were the only thing she wore underneath. Her dark cunt mound pushed 
damply against the flimsy material. 

Gordon Black hungrily cupped her fleshy cunt-lips in his hands. His 
forefinger probed gently through her wet pussy lips and slid into her hot 
core. He fucked his finger slow and deep. With his thumb, he twanged her 
hard erect clit that begged for attention. Shivers of lust coursed through 
the young woman. 

Althea felt her legs being parted as the big man lowered himself across her 
body. His cock pushed softly against her dripping cunt as his cockhead 
parted her wet cunt-lips. With incredible slowness, he pushed his huge prick 
into her pussy until their wiry hairs mingled and his belly slapped hers. 

"Oooooohhhhhh, that's so nice," Althea moaned. 

It was like a dream, no man had ever fucked her so thoughtfully, so 
tenderly. Most men wanted a quick fuck in the back seat of their car, then 
they were through. Most of them didn't even take the trouble to see if she 
was satisfied, just so long as they were able to empty their balls. This man 
was different and Althea luxuriated in the tender fucking. As their passion 
grew stronger and their thrusts grew harder, she felt the familiar stirring 
of her orgasm churning in her pussy. Usually, she was left frustrated, but 
this time she knew would be different. This man would let her come. 

Gordon felt the young woman underneath him begin a series of violent, 
uncontrollable convulsions. Her immense orgasm was building deep in her body 
and, within seconds, Althea was screaming in unrestrained joy. Her cum 
boiled out from her insides and washed over the thick cock buried in her 
pussy. Gordon smiled at the pleasure he was bringing to this beautiful 
teenager. He felt her cum scalding his cock with its hot viscous fuck 
liquid. Althea's head thrashed from side to side as she thrust her hips up 
to his impaling cock to quench the fire inside. 

As Althea reached her peak with a thunderous climax, Gordon released the 
pent-up tensions holding his hot cum in check. His cock jerked like a 
runaway fire hose and gushers of cum flooded Althea's burning cunt. Spurt 
after spurt of his sticky spunk shot into her depths and and pooled in her 
pussy. The waves of cum slamming into her deep cunt brought another 
shattering orgasm to the young girl and she shrieked with passion. 

Spent and exhausted, the two lovers finally collapsed in each other's arms. 
Within a month they were married and nine months later, Debbie was born. 

Gordon Black had been a good father, but when the Vietnam War heated up, 
he'd been drafted. He'd served with honor and had nearly completed his hitch 
when one night, three weeks before he was to return home to his wife and 
young daughter, he volunteered for a late-night patrol. The entire patrol 
was massacred. 

Althea had watched Debbie grow from a little girl to a budding teenager, 
alive with a love of life and a blossoming sexuality that had her 
schoolmates hanging around the young girl's door. And so when Debbie hadn't 
returned by Sunday night, Althea became very worried. Finally, overwrought, 
she'd telephoned the police. To her frustration, the police flatly refused 
to come immediately. They said for her to wait another day and then they 
would send out a patrol car. By Monday evening, Althea was convinced 
something terrible had happened to her only daughter. Again she called the 
police and this time the desk sergeant seemed more impressed with her story. 
He promised to send over a team of officers within the hour. 

One floor below Althea's apartment, the three captors had had their fill, 
momentarily, of Sally Adams. The poor girl had been fucked repeatedly in the 
cunt, the ass and the mouth. Finally the men were tired out. Sally lay on 
her back, her breath coming in labored gasps. Her wide-spread legs allowed a 
trickle of cum to pour out of her fucked cunt and pool onto the floor. 

John Richards was entranced by the change in his once-frigid, moralistic 
secretary. He'd watched her turn into a sex-crazed tigress clawing for more 
cock and shouting for joy whenever another hard cock was shoved into her 
cunt or ass. His lust had been partially sated by Debbie, who had sucked him 
off and then ridden his still-hard cock to her own screaming climax. 
Churning and twisting, she'd shouted her pleasure until she bucked furiously 
and came all over him. But lashed to the chair, Richards had found it 
difficult to respond to the teenager. So, when she finally stood up and let 
his prick pop free of her cunt's hot embrace, Richards still had a mighty 
hard-on. He groaned in frustration as her wet pussy departure left him 
exposed to the cool air with no way of climaxing again. 

An evil grin creased Murdock's bearded face as he noticed the young 
congressman's aroused state. Below him, Sally squirmed with sexual abandon, 
her hand playing lightly on her shining clit. 

"All right, Mister Congressman, let's see how much of a man you are before 
we kill you. After all, you did come all this way to see your pretty 
secretary. It'd be a shame if you didn't get a good fuck out of it." Murdock 
laughed lustily. 

Ratface quickly untied Richards and, with Murdock's help, lowered him toward 
the writhing blonde girl. Richards had been tied to the chair so long that 
the circulation in his hands and legs was almost cut off. He flopped 
uncontrollably on Sally's prostrate form. 

Sally had lost touch with reality. The brutal rapes had caused her to shut 
her mind to what was happening around her. Only her burning clit had any 
meaning now. When Richards' heavy body landed on her, she didn't even 
realize who he was. Another lover, she thought to herself. Another hard 
prick to hose my cunt. She opened her legs farther to allow the broad head 
of his thick cock to fuck her pussy. She grasped hungrily for his fleshy 
prick and forced his cock into her wet cunt. 

Above her, she heard laughter and suddenly her arms were pulled high over 
her head and tied to someone else's arms. She was being tied hand and foot 
to the man who was fucking her. Murdock laughed as he tied Richards and his 
secretary at the wrists and ankles. The pair was locked in a fucking 
embrace. Richards groaned in humiliation as the brutes tied him securely to 
Sally. He realized the young girl had lost touch with her senses, but her 
hot pulsing cunt clutched his prick in a feverish grasp as her muscles 
churned on his stiff prick. He was powerless to do anything else, so 
Richards fucked his cock even deeper into his plundered secretary. He felt 
her incredible warmth as his taut prickhead poked and probed every fleshy 
crevice in her soaking pussy. Her hips undulated with a longing demanding 
force as her pussy milked his cock. 

The sight of the couple locked together was making Murdock horny again. He 
grabbed the unconscious Debbie and, without preliminaries, fucked his 
towering prick to the hilt in the girl's violated pussy. The fucking cock 
tore Debbie from her blissfully unconscious state and she screamed in pain. 
Her insides felt torn from the vicious attack. Wildly bucking to escape his 
fucking cock, she kicked her legs. The huge prick fucked into her with 
jack-hammer force. Tears flooded her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. 

Beside her, Sally and John fucked feverishly. John felt his balls tightening 
for their fiery eruption. But a spirit of pity and love for the beautiful, 
helpless girl beneath him enveloped his heart. 

"Sally, I love you," he mumbled into the girl's ear. "I love you." 

He didn't know why he said it, but it was true. Maybe the terrible tension 
of being a captive, maybe it was the knowledge of his impending death. He 
didn't know. Richards kissed her fluttering eyelids. He kissed her parted 
lips deep and hard, shoving his tongue down her throat. 

The words of love burst through Sally's dazed trance and snapped her back to 
reality. She realized she was being fucked again, but she didn't mind. The 
hard prick embedded deep in her sheath felt like it belonged there. Suddenly 
she realized who was on top of her, who was buried in her pussy, who had 
spoken the words of love. 

"Oh, John," she moaned. "I love you too. Don't stop, honey. Don't ever 
stop." 

His eyes brimmed with tears and he fucked his cock more forcefully into the 
girl. He savored the feel of her hard nipples against his hairy chest as he 
thrust deeper and deeper until her felt her climax erupting around his 
prick. Sally squealed with lust as her orgasm raced through her body, 
exploding from her cunt to her tits. She tried to bring her arms down to 
embrace her lover but they were fastened firmly. Her body bucked and writhed 
with unrestrained excitement as her cum poured over the big cock fucking her 
cunt. 

Her movements brought an answering wave of cum from Richards. He thrust 
hard, his pelvis smacking the lovely wide hips below him as his cock erupted 
in a geyser of jizm. He hosed gobs of the thick spunk into the well-fucked 
pussy clutching him. His body trembled with the release of his frothing fuck 
juices as he bellowed his enjoyment. The force of his come shattered Sally's 
composure and she shrieked as another wave of her cum flooded over the hard 
prick buried in her pussy. Panting and exhausted, the lovers collapsed on 
the floor in a pool of sweat and dripping cum. Beside them, Murdock strained 
to empty his balls into the delirious teenager as she humped wildly for her 
final release. 

It was then that the squad car pulled up outside the apartment house. It 
caught the three captors unawares. Suddenly Ratface heard heavy steps 
pounding up the stairwell. In a panic, he seized a gun just as the first 
policeman arrived at the landing to begin the final trek up the last flight 
of stairs to Debbie's mother's apartment to take a routine missing person's 
complaint. Ratface threw open the door. 

The sight of a police officer outside the apartment so unnerved Ratface that 
he shot him point-blank without thinking. The startled officer clutched his 
belly with a groan and collapsed on the staircase, his blood spilling out of 
him and his life ebbing away. Stunned, Ratface watched frozen as the officer 
fell. His eyes were bright and wide. 

He turned his pistol to the second cop bounding up the steps, but before he 
had a chance to fire again, the policeman fired first. The slug caught 
Ratface squarely in the chest and knocked him back into the apartment. He 
stood tottering a moment, blood gushing out of him, his hands paralyzed. The 
heavy pistol clattered from his fingers. He was dead before he hit the 
floor. 

The policeman charged into the apartment just in time to meet Johnson coming 
out of the bedroom clad only in his pants. The tall youth had his 
switchblade ready, but the cop didn't give him a chance to use it. He fired 
point-blank into Johnson's abdomen. Squealing in pain, Johnson collapsed on 
the floor clutching his bleeding belly. 

Murdock heard the gunshots coming from the front rooms. He'd been so 
preoccupied fucking the crazed teenager that he hadn't realized what Ratface 
was going to do until the first shot rang out. He whipped his burning cock 
out of the clutches of the sopping cunt. He had to escape. There was no way 
out except through the living room, directly in the path of the cop. His 
only hope was to bluff the cop into letting him free. 

"Don't come in here, pig!" he shouted through the bedroom door. "I've got 
Congressman Richards and two women in here and I'll kill them all if you 
make a move. Now, get out!" 

Panting heavily, Murdock watched the closed door. Had he bluffed the cop? He 
stood motionless over the still forms of Richards and Sally Adams. 

Sally looked up at the naked hairy form of the vile man who'd kidnapped her 
and forced her to debase her body with his brutal rape. He'd taken her 
virginity and she hated him. Without thinking she kicked her leg with all 
her might up into Murdock's exposed crotch. Richard's leg was still tied to 
Sally's and the two legs slammed into Murdock's balls with terrible force. 
The big man howled in pain. 

The bedroom door flung open at Murdock's shout and the policeman rushed in. 
Murdock was bent over in pain. At the sound of the door breaking he rose 
from his crouch and lunged at the cop. The heavy slug crashed into his 
skull. Murdock's dead body crashed to the floor. 

The young policeman looked down in amazement. At his feet a naked man and 
woman were tied together and the man was fucking her. In a corner a 
frightened and bewildered naked teenager sat staring at him. The cop and his 
partner had come to the apartment house on a routine missing person's 
complaint. Now his partner was dead, he had gunned down three men and found 
the missing girl-not to mention the discovery of the congressman who'd 
disappeared the night before. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Sally Adams luxuriated on the deep plush sofa in John Richards' apartment. 
She stretched her shapely legs and rested her tired body. At the bar, 
Richards was clinking ice cubes into a couple of tall glasses and fixing 
them frozen daiquiris. 

He brought the drinks to the couch with a shy smile. For the first time 
since they'd been rescued by the police, he and Sally were alone in his 
apartment. They'd been quizzed endlessly by the police and by pesky 
reporters anxious to learn the sordid details of their captivity. 

At least they'd been able to avoid disclosing that when they were found 
they'd been lashed together hand and foot with John's hard cock embedded 
deep in Sally's wet cunt. Sally blushed just thinking of the embarassig 
moment when the policeman who'd saved them cut the ropes that had bound them 
together. Then, for the first time since her brutal rape at the hands of her 
captors, she felt self-conscious about her nudity. But despite her 
embarrassment, the memory of John's prick buried deep in her pussy caused a 
tremor to race through her form. 

John was unusually silent as he looked at the beautiful blonde. Sally's long 
hair spilled over her shoulders and framed her pretty face. She was wearing 
a silk blouse and the same skirt she'd been wearing the night of her 
capture. Beneath the blouse, her braless tits swelled temptingly. Her white 
fleshy tits strained the neckline and her hard pink nipples jutted against 
the soft material. 

Richards leaned over and took Sally's glass, setting it on the coffee table 
next to his own. He moved to her and gently kissed her on the mouth. Their 
lips brushed lightly, tentatively at first, as if exploring new territory. 
With a sigh, Sally opened her pouting lips slightly. 

John groaned as he pressed himself against Sally's lithe, firm body. His 
hands caressed her back, her side and the luscious mounds of her tits. 
Beneath the silky fabric, John felt her hard nipples grow erect and press 
against his palms. Sally moaned with desire, wanting him to know that he was 
setting her body on fire. He responded by roaming his hands the length of 
her feverish body, cupping her firm asscheeks and kneading the flesh of her 
thighs. 

Responding with equal fervor, Sally roamed her hands over John's broad 
chest. Eagerly she unbuttoned his shirt and plunged her hands into his chest 
hair. John undid her blouse and gasped in awe at her perfect tits standing 
proudly upright, the nipples begging for attention. He cupped one round tit 
and feasted on the hard cherry tip. A groan escaped Sally's lips as she 
threw her head back and closed her eyes in ecstasy. 

John's lips sucked her hard nipple hungrily. His teeth chewed the bud 
playfully until Sally thought she would scream from the exquisite pleasure 
shooting through her tits. Reluctantly, lovingly, John turned his attention 
to her other perfect tit and again kissed and licked and chewed on her 
aroused nipple until she thrashed her head back and forth in ecstasy. 

Trailing kisses down her body, John abandoned Sally's gorgeous tits and 
worked his way down to her navel. His swirled his tongue into the deep cleft 
of her belly button, bringing a startled cry of pleasure from her. Smoothly, 
he lifted the young woman's hips and slid her skirt over her full hips. 
Slowly he caressed the willing secretary's firm thighs and cupped her 
lightly furred pussy mound. Moist heat radiated through her thin panties. 
John peeled them down her legs as Sally squirmed with desire. Her breath was 
coming in short shallow gasps. Finally, for the first time in her life, a 
man was about to make love to her, not fuck her cunt in brutal rape. 

"Oh, John, I want you. I want you so bad it hurts," Sally moaned. 

Quickly John shed his clothes. The two lay together, pressing their naked 
bodies firmly against one another. He grasped his engorged prick and moved 
his cock over the entrance to her pussy. Slowly he eased his flared cockhead 
into her tight cunt sheath. Sally groaned and threw her arms around him, 
babbling words of love and passion. Deeper and deeper his hard cockshaft 
fucked into her wet cunt gash. His swollen balls slapped her ass. 

Sally held her body rigid as she adjusted to the huge prick filling her 
pussy. In moments she felt her inner muscles ripple and clutch at the 
fucking cock. Hesitantly, she undulated her hips, pushing her cunt harder 
against his long prick and then retreating. 

The tremors of her clasping cunt as her pussy milked his cockshaft 
galvanized him to action. Slowly he withdrew until only his flared prickhead 
remained eagerly held by her clutching pussy lips. Then, with a slow steady 
motion, he shoved his big cock the length of Sally's cunt channel. The hot 
breath of a contented sigh burned his ear as Sally bucked her hips against 
him to swallow every inch of his cock. Her cunt muscles rippled the length 
of his prick, and her hips arched in rhythm to his deep thrusts. Sally's 
passion was like a hot candle melting her, threatening to consume her with 
its heat. The burning love only made John press harder and deeper, lost in 
the throes of his own pent-up emotions. 

Sally pressed her body hard against her lover. She felt his chest hairs 
digging into her crushed tits. Her nipples ached from her arousal as he 
fucked into her again and again. Each bone-jarring thrust shot her to a new 
plateau of passion and hastened her building climax. She screamed her 
delight and wrapped her long legs around his back. Her heels drummed against 
his tightly clenched asscheeks, pushing him harder to fuck her wide-open 
pussy meat. 

She was lost to the pleasure of his fucking. Her long nails raked his broad 
back, leaving thin trails of blood as he fucked furiously into her willing 
body. Her blonde hair lashed his face as she flailed her head back and forth 
in wild ecstasy. Every inward thrust of his enlarged cock was met by 
upraised hips. He penetrated to her depths as his hot prick fucked every 
square inch of her cunt. 

Sally surrendered to his avid fucking. She felt her climax erupt deep in her 
aroused loins. It burst over his cock and raced to her toes. Her enlarged 
clit burned as sensations of ecstasy swept over her. Sally's body thrust up 
as her orgasm raced out of control, and her cunt turned into a hungry 
sucking beast, demanding satisfaction. She screamed as John fucked her even 
deeper. 

John's fucking cock fucked into the beautiful woman with jack-hammer force. 
His bloated balls slapped against her upturned ass. He felt the flood tide 
of his cum drawing his ball sac hard against his cock. Suddenly his hot jism 
raced up his prick and gushed into her hungry pussy with burning force. The 
hot gism spurted into her aroused cunt and shoved Sally over the edge of her 
lust. Shrieking and crying with joy, she kicked her feet wildly and thrust 
her hips with incredible power against him as she sought to devour John's 
cock with her clutching cunt. 

Sally was a madwoman as she felt herself coming again, and, then, to her 
amazement, again. Each titanic orgasm seemed as if it would drain every 
ounce of her being, but suddenly she was rocketing on the crest of another 
wave of orgasm. The hot juices of her aroused cunt gash poured from her 
pussy and soaked the two lovers with the fluid of their fucking. With a long 
piercing wail, Sally thrust herself against her man and held him tight as 
the last orgasm rocked her soul and his cock shot the last gob of the sticky 
gism into her pussy. 

After a long time, the lovers stirred. John raised himself up on his elbows 
and looked down at the radiant face below him. Tenderly he kissed her full 
lips. 

"Will you marry me?" he asked softly. 

Sally gasped in surprise. She'd never thought it could actually happen. 
Marriage? To the man of her dreams, a young handsome congressman who was 
going somewhere? Maybe he'd some day be president. Wouldn't that be 
something? she thought to herself. Married to the president. And wouldn't 
that be something-fucking the President of the United States on a couch in 
his Oval Office. 

"Of course, dearest," she whispered. 

John just grinned, but his cock twitched deep in her cunt and soon they were 
fucking furiously. 


THE END
