Chained-Up Babysitter
by J. T. Watson
(LB-1150)


FOREWORD 

Immoral people capitalizing on the innocence of others to attain their 
goals-a story as old as man. The Bible, history books, law books-all contain 
countless examples. 

And when the innocent victim is young, the story is so much the sadder. 

Carol Logan, the young girl in this book, is the victim of immoral people. A 
teenager, she finds herself swept into a web of depravity and perversion she 
could only have dreamed existed. And, after being forced to suffer one 
humiliation after another, she becomes little more than an obedient animal, 
catering to the depraved whims of her captors. 

CHAINED-UP BABYSITTER-the shocking story of an innocent girl learning the 
sordid truth about human nature. A story revealing another side of our 
complex society. 

-The Publisher 


Chapter One 

Carol Logan sighed and closed her history book. She was in no mood to try 
and study. She didn't really need to study. She only had a few days left 
before she graduated from high school. Then she would be on her own for the 
first time in her life. 

Her parents often asked her what she wanted. They had tried to teach her the 
important things of life. Carol's idea of importance was different from 
theirs. 

Carol had been living in the middle class all her life. What she really 
wanted was money and nice things. She wanted to live in a house like the one 
she was babysitting in that evening. 

Carol looked around at the magnificent living room with all the modern 
luxuries. It had everything from wide-screen television to a built-in bar. 
It also had only the most expensive alcoholic beverages, although Carol had 
never tried any of them. 

She thought about Ricky Cramer upstairs and she wondered if the teenaged boy 
knew how lucky he was. Probably not. None of the boys and girls she baby sat 
seemed to know how fortunate they were to just live on this beautiful street 
in these beautiful houses. 

Someday she would have these things. She had been careful all of her life 
only to be seen with the right type of people. She had dumbed some of her 
friends so that she could associate with the rich ones. She did not plan on 
college. She planned on finding a good-looking boy out of the rich set and 
getting married. 

She knew she was pretty enough. Tonight she wasn't done up. She was wearing 
her black hair loose and hanging past her shoulders. She was wearing a 
school shirt and shorts. Still, she knew her lush figure would turn a man's 
head. 

She was intelligent and beautiful. Maybe she was a little stuck-up, but she 
thought she had good reason. And someday she would marry a rich man. 

The only thing that bothered her about her dream was that she hadn't found 
that dream man yet. She also hadn't really enjoyed the light petting that 
she'd done with some of the other men. The kissing was all right but she 
didn't like anything beyond that. She laughed when she thought that she was 
probably the only eighteen-year-old virgin left in her entire school. 

Carol heard some movement upstairs and she thought about Ricky again. It was 
past ten o'clock and Ricky should have been asleep. Instead, he was up there 
moving around. It was time for her to start earning her money. 

Carol got up off the couch and walked to the stairs. She listened for a 
moment but she didn't hear anything else. She really hoped that Ricky wasn't 
in one of his moods. Sometimes he could be a real pain. He was much smarter 
than a young teenager should be. The problem was that he knew it. 

Ricky was also good looking. He played all sorts of sports and he was 
already much taller and stronger looking than some of the college boys she 
dated. Sometimes he was in the mood to treat her as an equal rather than as 
his babysitter. That made her nervous. 

She slowly walked up the stairs. She was still listening but she couldn't 
hear anything. She got to his door and she pushed it open slightly. Ricky 
still had his lights on. He was lying on his bed in only his shorts. 

Carol could see his big cock-bulge. She stood there looking for a moment. 
Perhaps it was wrong, but Ricky was a good-looking boy and she hadn't seen 
very many boys like this. In fact, she had never seen a boy with his shorts 
so full of obviously hard cockmeat. She could feel a little fluttery 
sensation in her pussy. 

She wondered what he was doing. She saw him picking up some pictures and 
looking through them. He was trembling. He put his hand down on his belly 
very near his cock-bulge. Slowly he moved his hand down until he was 
actually caressing his cock through his shorts. 

She knew she should leave. This was a very private thing as well as being 
obscene. She shouldn't be standing there watching, and yet she couldn't make 
herself move. 

She watched him slide his hand into the front of his shorts and now she knew 
for sure he was playing with his huge cock. She swallowed nervously. She 
kept wanting to run away but another part of her wanted to see what was 
happening. 

Then it was too late. He looked up suddenly and he was staring right at her. 
For a moment she was flustered. She felt like a peeping Jane. She knew she 
had to get control of the situation very quickly. A thing like this could 
ruin her. 

"What are you doing?" she asked. 

She came straight for him and he barely had time to get the covers pulled 
back up. He had hidden the pictures in the side of his bed but she could see 
the ends sticking out. 

She reached down and grabbed them before he could stop her. She had been 
expecting some pretty tame pictures of nude girls. She got more than she 
bargained for. The first picture was of a young girl and she was naked. But 
the picture wasn't tame. The girl had her legs spread and she was showing 
all of her pink pussy. 

"This is awful," Carol said. 

She was breathing heavier than before. She knew her face was- a bright red. 
She knew she shouldn't turn to the next picture, but she did. Then her hands 
couldn't stop. She kept turning the pictures over. They were all of the same 
girl. A pretty young blonde. And there was every position that could be 
imagined. 

"These are absolutely filthy," she said. 

"Give them back then," Ricky said. "They're mine." 

"I'm not going to give them back," she said. "I'm going to show them to your 
father." 

"My father doesn't need them," Ricky said. "He's got his own pictures. Hell, 
he's got fuck movies." 

"You watch you language, young man!" 

"He doesn't care about my pictures. You should see those movies he keeps in 
the cabinet in the back of the living room. They're really hot stuff." 

"I don't care what your father does," she said. "I'm going to tell him about 
your filth. Now you put the lights out and go to sleep." 

She turned off the bedroom light and went out the door. She still had the 
pictures clutched in her sweaty hand. She walked downstairs and sat down on 
the couch. For the first time, her breathing started getting back to normal. 
She didn't know what was wrong with her. 

Those pictures had bothered her more than she would care to admit. 

And what had he said about fuck movies! 

Carol glanced at the blue cabinet behind the bar. She licked her lips 
nervously. She wondered about those movies. For the first time, Carol 
thought she might need a drink. 

She put the pictures down as she went to the bar. She fixed herself a salty 
dog. She sat sipping at it and staring at the blue cabinet. She suspected 
that the movies would work on the television recorder set. 

She knew she was going to do it. It made her so scared that she was almost 
sick, but she knew that wasn't going to stop her. 

Carol finished her drink. She got up and walked to the blue cabinet. She 
rummaged around in it for a moment before she found the video tapes. She 
walked back to the television. Her heart pounded a little faster as she put 
the first one in the machine. 

She went back to sit on the couch to watch. 

She had expected something dirty-but nothing in her life had prepared her 
for what she saw. These were not professional movies, they were home movies. 
Sam Cramer had made this one himself and it started with a view of his 
pretty redheaded wife standing in the kitchen. 

She was dressed in a pair of shorts and a halter top. A man came into the 
kitchen holding a grocery bag. It took a moment before Carol recognized the 
man who owned the corner grocery store. 

He was a big, beefy man and he put the bag down and went straight to where 
June Cramer was washing the dishes. He put his hands around her and cupped 
her big tits. June tried to push him away but his hands grasped harder and 
he began to squeeze as if he were milking a cow. 

"Oh stop, Jason," she said. "My husband will be home soon." 

"I can't help it," Jason said. "I can't stop thinking about your big hot 
tits. I can't help it." 

"But I think he's getting suspicious." 

"It doesn't matter a damn to me," Jason said. "I'm horny as hell and I've 
got to have some of your pussy! 

Jason was already rubbing his big cock-bulge against June's sexy ass. June 
stopped trying to move away. She started pressing her body back against him. 
She was no longer fighting it. She was rubbing briskly against his swollen 
cock-bulge. Jason slipped his hands underneath her halter top. He pulled it 
away from her big tits. She tried to press even harder against him as he 
rubbed her tits. 

"Nobody's got tits like you, June," he groaned. "No girl's body can match 
yours." 

He was slowly moving her over to the kitchen table. He was rubbing her tits 
all the time. He pushed her across the kitchen table. She was face down and 
still pushing her ass back against him. He was unzipping his fly. He pulled 
down his trousers and reached inside to pull his cock out. Carol gasped. She 
had never seen a man's hard cock before and this one looked like a monster. 
His prick was huge and red and slowly dripping cum. 

Have to get a quickie when I come over here," Jason groaned. "You make me so 
fucking hot!" 

"I need you!" June cried. "I need your cock!" 

June reached back and pulled down the zipper on her shorts. She started 
wiggling out of her shorts. He bent forward so that his swollen cock was 
pressed against the top of her ass. He helped her push her shorts down to 
her legs and she kicked them off. 

"Put it in me now," June cried. "Oh mother-fucking shit. I need your fucking 
cock so bad! 

Carol was shocked and her pussy tingled with excitement. She had never 
dreamed of seeing anything like this. She knew he was going to fuck June. 
She wasn't going to turn it off. She was going to watch them fucking. 

June wasn't wearing panties. Jason moved up behind her so that his bloated 
cockhead was against her pussy. He had a grin on his face as he started 
fucking his cock slowly into her cunt from behind. 

"Just like dogs," Carol moaned. 

Carol could feel her own pussy getting hot. She moved her hands down to her 
tits. She squeezed a little even though she knew she shouldn't be doing 
this. 

"Put your cock in me," June cried. "Oh shit, I need it bad!" 

"I'm going to give it to you, you bitch," Jason groaned. "I'm going to fuck 
your ass off!" 

Jason reached around and grabbed Carol by her big tits. He held onto her 
tits tightly as he suddenly rammed all of his meaty cock up into her wet 
fuck-hole. 

"Oh fucking shit," June moaned. "That's hat I want. Oh, that's what I want 
so bad!" 

Jason stayed still for a moment. Carol could only stare at the movie open 
mouthed as she thought about how wicked it would feel to have Jason's cock 
inside her own pussy. Carol shifted her position on the couch. She knew she 
was dripping pussy juice. Her panties were getting slightly wet. 

"Fuck me!" June shouted. "Don't keep me waiting anymore. Fuck the hell out 
of me." 

Jason gripped her tits harder and he began to fuck her. He was ramming his 
big prick into her cunt as hard as he could. It was making June's body 
bounce all over the table. 

June started making little moaning noises every time he fucked his cock into 
her. It was obvious that June was loving what he was doing to her. It was 
also obvious that she wasn't really worried about her husband finding them. 

Carol thought it wouldn't harm anything if she just unbuttoned her blouse a 
little. If she just stroked her tits through her bra, she was sure she would 
help the itch. 

She unbuttoned her blouse down the front. She slipped one hand inside the 
folds of her bra. Her tits were trying to break out of her bra. She had 
never felt them so hot and hard. She brought her finger to her nipple and 
she groaned in sudden pleasure. 

"Fuck me harder!" June was yelling. "Oh shit, fuck me harder. I want to feel 
your fucking cock coming out my mouth." 

Carol couldn't help thinking that they were behaving like animals. They were 
doing sick things to one another. She was a good girl and she shouldn't even 
be watching this. She had a moment of determination to turn this filth off. 
It passed quickly as her pussy grew hotter. 

She couldn't stroke her tits inside her bra. She wanted to touch her bare 
tit-flesh. She was frightened about someone finding her like this. She knew 
it would ruin her. And yet she couldn't stop herself. 

Again, she thought that it wouldn't hurt anything if she just unbuttoned her 
bra a little. She reached behind her back and unsnapped the tiny hooks. She 
had a moment of relief as the bra cups fell away from her hot, creamy tits. 

It was so wrong, but she couldn't stop. Her hand slipped up to her bare 
tits. She started caressing her tits. At the same time she started rubbing 
her legs together. Her pussy fluttered with growing excitement. 

She looked back at the movie again. It was getting near the end. Now June 
was fucking her cunt back against Jason's plunging cock as hard as she 
could. There was an almost pained look on her face. 

"I'm almost there!" June cried. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm almost 
fucking there. Give it to me good. Oh shiiit!" 

Her body seemed to rock all over the table. She lifted herself up and then 
dropped back down on the table. She was going through the motions of a woman 
in deep pleasure. 

Jason kept ramming her pussy. He held on to her tits even tighter and it was 
looking as if he were trying to tear her in two parts. He rammed her cunt 
again and again and his prick was making slurping noises as he fucked into 
her. 

"Your balls are so heavy," June said. 

"They're heavy with cum," Jason moaned. "I'm going to be shooting my cum 
into you." 

"Not into me," June said. "You know where I like your cum. You know where I 
like for you to shoot your jism!" 

The dirty talk and the hot fucking were more than Carol could bear. She had 
tried to control herself but she could do it no longer. She slid her hand 
down her body. She grabbed at the bottom of her skirt and pulled it up. She 
somehow got hold of her stockings and started pulling them down to her 
knees. She slipped her hand inside her panties. Her pussy lips were wet and 
bloated. She stroked her pussy mound for a moment and then she stabbed two 
fingers inside her cunt. 

"I'm coming!" Jason cried. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, I'm going to 
come. Shiiit!" 

Jason took his cock out of June's cunt at the last moment. He held it over 
her and his prick started spurting thick white cum all over June's 
asscheeks. June turned so that she could go down on her knees in front of 
him. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his big cock and started 
holding the cockhead down so that it was leaking cum into her face. 

"I love your cum," June groaned. "There's nothing I love better than your 
cum! " Carol started fucking two fingers in and out of her cunt. She didn't 
think she'd ever been so hot. Her pussy was puffy and she could feel her wet 
cunt juices soaking her panties. She had forgotten to be worried about 
anyone coming in. All she could think about was how badly she needed this. 

The screen went dark. Carol closed her eyes and she could see Jason's big 
cock. She could see his cock fucking in and out of June's pussy. Somehow 
Jason became Ricky, and it was Ricky fucking Carol. His cock felt good 
pounding into her pussy. 

Carol stabbed her fingers faster and faster. Her fingers were getting soaked 
with her cunt juices. She kept thinking how it was going to be to get 
fucked. She kept thinking about a long cock filling up her tight fuck-hole. 
She felt the first flutter of excitement in her belly. She started pushing 
her cunt against her stroking fingers. She felt another flutter. 

"I'm coming," she gasped. "Oh damn, I'm coming. I'm coming. Oh shiiit!" 

Her orgasm was violent. It shook her body and left her pussy flooded. She 
felt wet and weak all over. She also felt very ashamed over the way her 
pussy had betrayed her. 

She was only glad there hadn't been ugly consequences as she straightened up 
and fixed her clothes. 

Carol wasn't aware then that someone had been watching her. 

Chapter Two Probably it was dangerous, but Carol often refused the offer of 
a ride home from the man of the house. She especially refused it from Sam 
Cramer. Sam was a powerful-looking man and he knew how good looking he was. 
He was dangerous for a babysitter, especially one like Carol who was 
attracted to rich men. 

She refused him that evening. It was after eleven, but the lamps across the 
street were lit and the street was almost as bright as day. It was only a 
five-minute walk to her house. Her father didn't like her to make the walk, 
but she did things her own way. 

The only scary part of the walk was leaving the street and going through the 
little wooded area that was a shortcut. It was almost like going from one 
world to the other. She would leave the beautiful houses along the rich 
section and enter the street with the ordinary frame houses she had known 
all her life. 

Usually she would pay more attention to the area around her. Tonight she 
didn't because she was disturbed. She was bothered by the filth in the movie 
she'd seen. She was even more disturbed by the sensations it had caused in 
her pussy. Of course, she had played with herself before. Perhaps all girls 
did it and she had done it just to find out. Finger-fucking had always been 
sort of pleasing, but it never had the intensity that it had tonight. 

She couldn't believe that she'd finger-fucked herself on the Cramers' couch. 
That was really sick. It was even sicker than Ricky and his filthy pictures. 

Carol turned off the street and into the wooded area-and then she realized 
she wasn't alone. She wasn't sure at first. It was just a feeling that she 
was being followed, but she stopped and didn't see anyone. She started 
walking again but she could feel her heart pounding so hard that she was 
afraid it was going to burst right out of her chest. . 

She heard it again! The footsteps and the sound of someone breathing. She 
turned around and saw a hulking figure standing behind her. She couldn't 
make out who it was at first. Then she heard someone laughing softly. 

"Who's there?" she called. 

"It's just me-Ricky." 

"You followed me?" 

"Sure," he said. "I wanted to talk to you some more." 

She didn't like any of this. She could feel her heart beating faster and she 
wanted to turn and run. But she had never showed fear in front of Ricky 
before. She knew she had to be strong or she would be in trouble. 

"I don't want to talk to you," she said. "I'm late." 

"It doesn't matter what you want," Ricky said. 

There was something different in the youth's. voice, something strange. 
Suddenly she knew she couldn't hide her fear of him. He was making her 
tremble. She turned quickly but she found her way blocked by two other boys. 
Bill Thompson and Mike Smith were both young teenagers she had done 
babysitting jobs with. They were both big boys but not as big as Ricky. 

"What is happening here?" she said. 

"It's like I told you," Ricky said. "We want to talk to you. Well, maybe I 
want a little more." 

"You'd better stay away from me," she said. 

"I saw you on the couch," Ricky said. "I saw you on the couch watching my 
father's films and with your hand buried in your cunt. You're a hot piece of 
ass, aren't you?" 

"You're sick," she said. "You'd better leave me alone!" 

Mike grabbed her by one arm and she jerked her arm away. Bill grabbed her 
other arm. She twisted around and hit Bill across the face as hard as she 
could. Bill gave a cry as he backed up. 

"You'd both better leave me alone!" she yelled. 

She was surprised by the sudden blow to the back of her head. It knocked her 
forward. Ricky's arms slid around her. She jerked away and turned toward 
Ricky. She slapped him across the face. Her other arm was caught again and 
this time she could not tear it loose. She kicked and someone howled in 
pain. 

"Hold the bitch," Ricky said. 

She was really scared now. This wasn't something they were doing just to 
frighten her. They were after something and she was afraid she knew what it 
was. She couldn't get her arm free. Then her other arm was caught again. 

She kicked and shook her head. She bit deep into someone's hand. It sounded 
like Bill who screamed. Her arm was free. She balled up a fist and brought 
it around as hard as she could. She landed a good blow. This time it was 
Mike who yelled in anger. She was going to get free. She was shocked by the 
powerful blow that hit her right between the shoulder blades. She hit the 
ground and she realized that Ricky was on top of her. He was holding her 
against the ground. She struggled to be free of them but it was futile. The 
other two boys were working around until they had her arms. 

Suddenly, she could not move at all. She was pinned against the ground. 

Ricky put his hand behind her head. He pressed her face into the dirt so 
that she stopped struggling. He lifted his hand to let her take a breath. 

"Roll her over," Ricky said. 

"It's not that easy," Bill said. "She fights like a wildcat." 

"Roll her over, damn it," Ricky growled. 

She kept struggling, but somehow the two boys got her rolled over onto her 
back. They both grabbed her arms and stretched her arms out beside her. She 
tried to tear loose but they held her firmly. She finally gave up struggling 
and just lay there gasping for breath. Ricky stood looking down at her. 

"I've waited for this moment for a long time, cunt," Ricky told her. "I've 
dreamed about it. I didn't have the guts until I saw you playing with your 
cunt there on the couch. Then I knew I was going to have to do it." 

"What are you going to do?" she asked nervously. 

"I'm going to fuck you, cunt!" 

She had never been talked to this way. She had never looked up into a boy's 
eyes who looked so determined to fuck her. She knew she could not allow it 
to happen. She started jerking and pleading for them to let her go. 

Rick bent down and slowly, carefully, unbuttoned her blouse all the way 
down in front. She started cursing him as she realized that she was 
completely helpless. 

He pulled her blouse open and all three boys whistled. She knew she was 
revealing a lot in her lacy black bra with her creamy tits struggling like 
puppies to get free. Ricky licked his lips. 

"Shit, I knew you were going to look like this," he said. "I knew your 
fucking tits would be real!" 

"Shit, I could go for some of that right now!" Mike said. 

"You know what the deal is," Ricky said. "You're going to get all you want 
later on. But the first night is mine!" 

Ricky reached around behind her back and unhooked her bra. He jerked it up 
to her neck. She kept struggling but nothing she did was any good. Ricky was 
getting a good look at her big creamy tits. 

"What you fucking see is what you get," Ricky moaned. "Shit, I've never seen 
a fucking pair of tits like that." 

"She's fucking fantastic," Mike agreed. "I'm going to have to have a taste 
of those," Ricky said. 

She just wanted him to fuck her and get it over with. She didn't want him 
playing with her tits. She didn't want him teasing her with his tongue. She 
knew she was going to get raped and she wanted to get the worst over with. 

It wasn't going to be that easy, though. 

Ricky kneeled down. He stretched out beside her. He kissed one of her big 
tits. His tongue rubbed across her nipple and it made her shiver. He opened 
his mouth a little wider and sucked her nipple inside his warm lips. 

"Does she taste good?" Mike asked. 

He didn't answer but he made sucking noises. His wet mouth opened wider and 
he started sucking her creamy tit-flesh even deeper into his mouth. He let 
his teeth scrape across her tit and it made her shiver. 

"Don't do that to me," she moaned. 

"What's the matter, baby?" Mike asked. "Are you afraid you're going to enjoy 
it too much?" 

That was exactly what she was afraid of. Her body was already shaking a 
little from his licking. Her tits had always been so sensitive. Her tits 
were still swollen from watching the fuck movies and it wasn't fair that 
this should happen to her now. 

But Rick's mouth was so hot and hungry. He licked her nipples wetly and they 
stood up like tiny mountains. He lowered his head and caught one of her 
nipples in his teeth. He bit on it gently and she squirmed in pleasure. "I 
think she likes that," Mike said. 

"I've got lots of stuff she can like," Ricky said. "I'm going to make her 
beg for mercy before I'm through." 

"You animals!" she screamed. "You filthy animals. I'm going to see you all 
put in jail." 

Ricky started moving his hungry mouth from one tit to the other. He kept 
licking and kissing her nipples. He opened his mouth wider and kept sucking 
at her tit-flesh. 

He lifted his head up. He kissed her and tried to stab his tongue into her 
mouth. She kept her lips firmly closed. He lifted his head. 

"What's the matter, baby?" he asked. "Don't you want a little tongue?" 

"I want nothing from you," she said. "I want you to let me go and leave me 
alone. I'm going to see you're all in jail for what you're doing to me!" 

He lowered his head again. This time he bit her tit gently. She didn't like 
that at all. He bit her tit a little harder. She tried to get away from his 
sucking mouth but there was no place she could go. 

His hungry mouth seemed to devour her tits. He was sucking her tit-flesh 
deep into his mouth and he was biting like an animal. She fought against the 
feelings he was giving her. She didn't want him to turn her into some kind 
of animal. His kind. 

He raised his head again. "What's the matter, baby? You liked this when your 
fingers were in your pussy. Give in, baby. You're not fooling anybody." 

She didn't say anything. She kept her mouth closed and she kept thinking of 
other things to keep herself from feeling. She mostly thought of how she was 
going to make these boys pay. 

"Relax, baby," Ricky said. 

She couldn't relax. She had to keep her body stiff as he put his mouth back 
on her tit again. He started sucking her nipple deep into his mouth and 
using his tongue all around it. It was so damned hard to control herself. 
Her tits seemed to get swollen and her nipples itched like fire. 

He moved his head down. He kissed her bare belly. He moved his tongue down 
her body and kissed at the top of her skirt. He slipped his hands underneath 
her. He found her skirt and jerked it up. He sat back to look at her long 
legs revealed in the dim moonlight. He could see her black panties with her 
black pussy hairs curling out from the sides. 

"She's got a really thick bush," he said. "I like a girl with a lot of pussy 
hair!" 

He ripped at her stockings as he tried to get them down her legs. He 
practically ripped them off. They were still partially on her legs but in 
shreds as he reached for her panties. 

"Oh no," she whispered. "Please don't." 

"Just shut your mouth, bitch!" he snapped. 

He was already ripping her panties down her long legs. He got them down past 
her ankles and tossed them aside. He spread her legs and put his hand 
against her pussy mound. 

"Nice pussy," he said. "I bet you've got a tight fucking pussy. I'm going to 
have me some of that." 

She was panic-stricken. She had kept hoping that something was going to 
happen to stop him. Now she knew that nothing was going to happen. He was 
already pushing at her cunt with one of his fingers. She gasped as one of 
his rough fingers eased into her cunt. 

"Nice and tight and wet," he grunted. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of 
you, baby. I'm going to make you yell!" 

He bent to lick her tits again. It wasn't fair that her tits seemed to get 
hotter by the moment. Her big tits seemed to be pushing into his mouth. He 
moved his lips down again. 

This time he didn't stop until he was right at her pussy mound. He began to 
kiss her furry cunt. He started sucking her cunt hairs into his mouth and 
wetting them with his tongue. He would spit them back out and then get 
another mouthful. In seconds her cunt was sopping wet. At the same time he 
kept fucking his finger in and out of her cunt. 

"Go on and fuck her," Bill said. "We can't stay out here all night. Get some 
of her pussy." 

"He's right," Mike said. "Fuck her now!" "No!" she screamed. "No!" 

She continued her frantic efforts to free her arms, but the boys were to 
strong her her. She couldn't take her eyes off Ricky as he stood up. He 
pulled his trousers down to his knees. Then he slowly eased his shorts down. 
She couldn't see his cock very well and she was glad of that. 

All she could see was a long piece of cockmeat, just the vague outline of 
his hard-on. But it looked big enough to kill her. She closed her thighs 
together as he bent down. 

"Come on, bitch," Ricky said. "Don't act like you're some kind of virgin. A 
virgin doesn't play with her pussy like you did. She doesn't bury her 
fingers in her hot cunt." 

"I am a virgin," she said. 

"Maybe you are, but you've got a hot cunt and I'm going to have some right 
now!" 

He spread her thighs apart. He dropped down on top of her. He kissed her 
mouth again and tried to stab his tongue down her throat. She kept her mouth 
closed tightly but she couldn't keep her legs together. He forced them apart 
with his knees. He turned so that his cock was right at the entrance to her 
cunt. 

"I'm going to fuck you," Ricky said. "I've been dreaming about this chance 
for a long fucking time and I'm going to fuck your pussy. I'm going to ram 
my cock up your cunt!" 

She begged him not to do it but he wasn't going to listen. He slipped his 
hands beneath her. He grabbed her asscheeks and held onto them tightly. He 
pushed gently but his cock felt like it was tearing her apart as it finally 
popped into her pussy. He gave a little shove and he found her cherry. 

"So you really are a virgin, baby," he said. "Well, I'm going to take care 
of that!" 

She stopped struggling because that only seemed to excite him more. She kept 
begging but nothing was going to stop him now. He had the lips of her pussy 
around his cock. 

He stabbed hard and his prickhead broke through her cherry. There was a 
moment of pain for her. He stabbed again and his prick fucked all the way 
into her pussy. 

"There, baby," he said. "You don't have to worry about that virgin cunt 
anymore. Now you just relax and enjoy it." 

He started fucking her with slow strokes. She could sense his excitement and 
she knew he wouldn't be able to last for long. Her pussy only stayed sore 
for a few moments and then her pussy juices started making it easier for him 
to fuck into her tight cunt. 

In a few moment she could feel the first stirrings of excitement in her 
pussy. She knew it was stupid. She was getting raped by an animal. There was 
no reason for her to feel anything at all. And yet she did feel something, a 
warmth that seemed to come from her cunt. 

"I'd like to hold back, baby," Rick said. "I really would, but I can't. Your 
tight pussy feels so fucking good. I can't hold back. I fucking can't. Oh 
shit. Shiiiit!" 

He started fucking her as fast as he could. A moment later his big prick 
started exploding jism inside her pussy. His thick cum seemed to flood her 
cunt. She could feel his cum leaking out of the sides of her cunt and 
wetting her thighs. He kept pushing his prick into her as if he were going 
to get it deeper. 

"Fucking fine," he groaned. "So fucking fine!" 

He rested on top of her for a moment. Finally, he took his cock out of her 
and he stood up. He was grinning. 

"All right, baby," he said. "We're going to take you to your new home." 

She knew her nightmare was just beginning. 

Chapter Three It was dark and damp where they had put her. Her hands were 
tied tightly behind her. Her tits hurt where she had been mauled. She still 
had her blouse on but her bra had been left in the woods. Her dress was in 
tatters and her stockings hung in shreds on her legs. 

"The bastards," she whispered. "Bastards, bastards, bastards." 

She had never hated anyone in her life but she hated those three boys at 
that moment. The other two had just held her down, but she knew they would 
come back for their turns. Why else would they tie her up? 

She had an idea where she was. There was only one really ugly house in the 
area, an ancient house that had been there for years. It was practically 
falling down. She was sure that she was in the basement of that house. 

She heard noises near her. She drew her knees up as she thought about all 
the awful things that could be in a basement. Ugly bats and rats and 
roaches. She drew as near to the wall as she could get. She couldn't go far. 
They had wrapped some kind of chain around her neck and it was hooked to a 
nail in the wall. She tried to pull it out a couple of times but she 
couldn't get free. 

There was no sense in trying to sleep. She could only sit there scared to 
death and worried about what her parents were going to think when she didn't 
show up. Her father had warned her often enough. She shouldn't have taken 
that lonely walk home every night. 

It seemed like months before it finally started to get light in the basement 
and she could look around. Her prison was even worse than she had thought. 
It was covered in filth. There were scraps all over the floor and the place 
was piled high with old furniture. 

She was very close to panic She knew she had to get control of herself or 
she was going to start screaming in fear. She took a deep breath. 

"They're not going to break me," she whispered. "I don't care what they do 
to me. I'm not going to break. I'll make them pay when they let me go." 

She kept telling herself that over and over again through the long hours of 
the day. She was beginning to believe that they were going to leave her 
here, that she would just be allowed to starve to death where nobody would 
ever find out. 

She was beginning to be sure of it as the day dragged on. It seemed to last 
for years. Finally, shortly before dark, she heard footsteps upstairs. She 
could feel her heart pounding faster as something moved and someone was 
coming down the stairs. She looked at the stairs hopefully. 

She was hungry and tired, and scared. At that moment she didn't care if it 
was Ricky or anyone else who came down those stairs. All she cared about was 
that she wasn't going to starve. She wasn't going to be left to starve. 

It was Ricky. He came down into the basement and stood looking at her. He 
had his hands on his hips and he was smiling. She had never seen such a 
cruel smile. Ricky came over and knelt beside her. 

"You bastard," she said savagely. "You filthy bastard. I'm going to see you 
put in jail. I'm going to have you arrested. 

He quickly stuffed a rag into her mouth and tied his belt around her head. 
He started back up the stairway. Her eyes went wide with fright. She had 
spoken in anger but she knew she would go crazy if he left her in that 
basement for another night. She tried to crawl across the floor toward him. 
She made pleading noises. 

" You want to say something?." he asked. She made whimpering noises and 
nodded her head. 

"You'd better understand something " Ricky said. "I'm going to take the gag 
out of your mouth again. But you'd better be a polite bitch or I'm going to 
stuff it back in your mouth and leave for sure." 

She was in his power. She stared at him with hate-filled eyes but she knew 
she wasn't going to say anything. He bent down and undid her gag again. This 
time she took a couple of deep breaths and tried to get in control of her 
emotions. 

"Are you hungry?" Ricky asked. 

"Yes," she answered. 

"I bet you're thirsty, too. I bet you're hungrier and thirstier than you've 
ever been in your life. I also bet you feel dirty all over. You look kind of 
scruffy." 

"Why are you treating me this way?" she asked. "Didn't you get what you 
wanted from me?" 

"I got some pussy from you," Ricky said. "And I enjoyed that. The problem 
was that you weren't into the spirit of the thing." 

"You can't expect me to enjoy being raped." 

"I don't give a damn if you enjoy it or not," Ricky said. "What I want is 
for you to do your best so that I enjoy It." 

"You're crazy," she said. 

He slapped her mouth as hard as he could. He picked up the gag and she 
started backing away. Suddenly she was scared again. He could reduce her to 
helpless fear just by picking up the gag. 

"I told you that you were going to have to be nice," Ricky said. "I don't 
suppose this is a very nice place to spend the night. It's kind of dirty. I 
don't think you'd like to stay another night here." 

"I wouldn't like that," she said. 

"Then you have to apologize for calling me filthy names," he told her. 

"I'm sorry for calling you filthy names," she said. 

"And you have to make it up to me," he told her. 

She had known something like that was coming but she didn't know exactly 
what it was. He walked toward her and grabbed a handful of her black hair. 
He rubbed his crotch against her face. 

"Please don't make me do that," she said. 

"I'm not making you, baby," he told her. "If you don't want to do it then 
I'm just going to leave you down here until you decide that you're willing." 

She could tell that he meant it. He would leave her there. She didn't think 
she could stand it. Doing what he wanted would be terrible. She knew she 
would be sick. She also knew she couldn't refuse to do it. 

"I'm going to undo your hands, but don't get any funny ideas. The ring is 
still around your neck and you won't get very far with it!" 

"I won't run away," she said. 

He bent down and undid her hands. She felt the blood running through them 
and it made her itch. She rubbed her hands together in front of her. She 
thought about running at that moment, but she knew he was right. He had 
planned this well. She couldn't get away. "What do you want me to do?" she 
asked. "Rub my cock," he told her. 

She drew herself up to her knees and took a deep breath. She had gotten 
about was low as she could go. Now she was having to work for her supper. 
She brought her fingers up the inside of his thighs. He was wearing jeans. 
She started brushing her fingertips up and down over his cock-bulge. 

There was a warm sensation going through her body as she rubbed her fingers 
up and down the length of his cock. It was crazy but she could feel it 
getting hotter inside his trousers. She felt the bulge of his cock growing. 

"That's right, baby," he told her. "I've been thinking about you doing this 
all day long. I've been thinking about what you were going to do for me." 

She kept rubbing his cock until he told her to take it out of his jeans. She 
pulled down his zipper and slipped her hand inside the small opening. Her 
fingers searched and found his cock bunched in his shorts. His shorts were 
already sticky with his dripping cum. 

She slipped a finger into the side of his shorts and she touched his bare 
cock-flesh. His cock felt hot and sweaty. She moved her finger up and down 
his cock and her finger got sticky. 

"Hurry up and take it out," he groaned. 

She took her hand back out. She undid his belt and pulled his trousers down 
to his knees. His shorts looked as if they could hardly contain his 
throbbing hard-on. 

She took his shorts down slowly. She had not really been able to see his 
cock the night before. Now she could see it clearly. His cock was long and 
thick and the cockhead dripped pre-cum. She could see the tiny blue veins 
running through the bloated tip. She looked down the length of his cock and 
she could see his heavy balls. 

"Come on, baby," he said. "You know what I want. You're going to make me 
happy if you don't want to stay here tonight." 

She didn't want to stay here. She wrapped her fingers around his bloated 
cock. She moved her hand down to his balls and stroked them. She moved her 
hand back up to his balls. Her fingers caressed his thick prick. She ran her 
fingers over his cockhead. 

Her fingers started getting sticky with pre-cum. She could feel it dripping 
out of his cockhead and smearing her hand. She didn't draw her hand away. 
She was determined that she would do exactly as he wanted. 

"Lick me," he told her. "Lick my fucking cock. I'm going to let you lick my 
cock and then suck it until I come!" 

That was what she had been afraid of. She had read things on bathroom walls. 
She had heard things from her girlfriends. She knew that this was something 
men liked. She could even feel a strange curiosity going through her mind. 
She was wondering what a cock would taste like, and she hated herself for 
that. 

"Lick it, baby," he told her. "Lick my prick all over. Show me how hard 
you're willing to work to please me." 

She shivered all over. She bent down and started licking the tip of his 
prick. She tasted thick, salty pre-cum and she wanted to pull her head back, 
but she didn't dare. She also wanted to please this young man. She wanted 
him to let her go-but mostly she didn't want to spend the night here again. 

She licked all over his bloated cockhead. She tasted his salty pre-cum and 
she swallowed it. 

She kept thinking she was going to be sick but somehow she held back. She 
drew her head back and looked down at his cockhead. The cockhead was 
purplish colored and it seemed to have gotten bigger in just a few seconds. 

She put her head down again. She started carefully licking around the 
massive head of his prick. The area around his cockhead seemed to be the 
most sensitive and she concentrated her efforts there. He seemed to get 
more excited each second. He put one hand on the back of her head but he 
didn't try to make her do anything. 

"Lick my cock all over, baby," he said. "Lick my balls and my asshole. Lick 
everything." 

She wanted to laugh at him. She wanted to stop and curse him. But she didn't 
dare. She started licking down to the swollen base of his cock. Even the 
skin of his cockmeat tasted salty. 

She got to his hairy balls. The heavy ball-sac felt filled with cum. She 
licked over his balls and underneath them. She didn't know what made her do 
it but she sucked one of the balls into her mouth. She rolled the ball from 
side to side. 

"Holy shit," he groaned. "You sure know how to make me feel good, baby. You 
know how to make me feel fucking good. I bet you were born for sucking 
cock!" 

It was stupid. There was something about it that was exciting to her. She 
didn't know what it was but it seemed to make the blood rush through her 
body with a tingling sensation. She moved her lips to his other heavy ball. 
She began licking at his big balls again. 

She moved her head farther down. She found the hairy crack of his ass with 
her tongue. She started licking around his ass crack. She did it for a 
moment and then moved her tongue back up to his balls once more. 

"Lick my balls, baby," he groaned. "Lick and suck my balls. It makes me feel 
good!" 

She took his balls into her mouth again. She sucked and licked them as 
gently as she knew how. There was an animal pleasure in what she was doing. 
It was making her shake all over. 

"Lick my cock some more, bitch," he groaned. "Lick it all fucking over. Make 
my fucker wet with your spit!" 

She began to tongue his cock. She moved her tongue up and down the length of 
his cockshaft. She enjoyed making him tremble. She knew she was behaving 
lewdly but she told herself it didn't matter. She was being forced to do 
this. 

She had his cock glistening with spit. She moved her tongue up to the head 
of his cock. She took a deep breath before she took his cock into her mouth. 
She held just the head of his prick gingerly inside her lips. She could feel 
herself shaking. She held his swollen cock over her tongue and slowly moved 
his cockhead into the corner of her mouth. She held his cock in the hollow 
of her cheek. She rolled her tongue over his cock-knob and then moved it 
back into the other cheek. 

She didn't hate the taste as much as she thought she would. She didn't even 
hate having to suck cock. She kept thinking that she was in some kind of 
dream world. She sucked his cock a little deeper. He wasn't trying to rush 
her and she was glad of that. She wasn't sure she could have taken it if he 
had suddenly started fucking his big cock into her throat. 

"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to make a cock-sucker out of you. 
You're going to be the fucking greatest." 

He held the back of her head a little tighter and she knew she was going to 
have to take his prick a little deeper. She could still taste some of his 
pre-cum leaking into her mouth. She kept swallowing and sucking. 

"Come on, baby," he groaned. "You can do it. Come on and suck my cock deep!" 

She started working her lips on his swollen prick. She started sucking it 
gently and she sucked almost half of his cock into her mouth. She gagged a 
little. The base of his big cock seemed enormous. She had to stop and draw 
her head back to take a breath. 

Again he didn't rush her but she could feel his impatience. She closed her 
lips tightly around his hard prick again. She started sucking his big cock 
into her mouth again. She sucked his prick half into her mouth and this time 
she could handle it. She sucked a little deeper. She didn't gag this time. 
She kept sucking and soon she had almost all of his cock inside her mouth. 

"I can't stand it anymore, baby," he told her. "I've got to fuck your face. 
I'm going to fuck your face, baby!" 

He grabbed her head with both hands and started guiding her movements. Her 
rest period was over. Now she had to start bobbing her head against his 
prick. She would take his prick deep into her mouth and then spit it out 
again. She started using her tongue all around his bloated prick-flesh. 

"That's the way to suck me," he grunted. 

"Oh shit, baby. I'm fucking your face. This is what I've always wanted to 
do!" 

He started fucking his prick between her lips a little faster. Already his 
pre-cum had started to leak again. She could feel his thick pre-cum wetting 
her lips and the inside of her mouth. She started swallowing and she could 
taste the hot cock juice. 

"You've got fucking sweet lips, baby," he grunted. "You keep sucking and I'm 
going to give you a nice present. A nice, hot mouthful of jism." 

She didn't want the present. She didn't want any cum in her mouth. And yet 
she knew she couldn't stop sucking. She was shaking as she kept sucking his 
prick. She could feel his prick fucking deeper into her throat with every 
thrusting motion. 

"You're fucking sweet, bitch," he grunted. "I'm almost fucking there. I'm 
almost fucking there. Oh shit, this feels so damned nice. Your fucking lips 
are so nice. Shit, baby. Shiiiit!" 

He kept his hold on the back of her head and he crammed his cockmeat as deep 
into her mouth as he could. 

Suddenly she could feel something wet and sticky at the roof of her mouth. 
She gagged as her mouth filled with thick liquid. She realized it was his 
spunk. He was coming in her mouth! She tried to spit it out but he wouldn't 
let her. His cum was thicker than she would have imagined. She started 
swallowing to keep from choking. The thick cum seemed to fill her stomach as 
it went down. It was burning her throat. 

"Fucking nice," he groaned. "Fucking nice!" 

He made her lick his cock completely clean. Finally he pulled his prick out 
of her mouth. He moved away. His eyes watched her and he was grinning. 

She didn't like that evil grin. 

"Now we'll get you something else to eat," he said. 

Chapter Four "Crawl, cunt," Ricky said. "I don't want you walking up the 
stairs like a regular person. I want you crawling like a cunt!" 

Carol was sick with fear and humiliation over what he had made her do. She 
was also hungry. She had never been really hungry before in her life, and 
she was starting to realize that it wasn't a nice feeling. She would have 
done anything to get food and a little comfort. Anything. 

Ricky stood on the stairs smiling at her. He had one end of the chain in his 
hands. She hated him. She wished she could scratch his eyes out. Instead, 
she got down on her knees and started crawling up the steps, inching her way 
upward with her bound hands behind her back. 

She scraped her knees and tore off the remains of her stockings as she 
crawled up the hard steps. She was breathing heavily when she reached the 
top. 

He led her into a dark hallway with a thread-bare carpet. He took her out of 
the hallway and into a kitchen. 

"So you're hungry, huh," he said. "Well, I've got some cunt food for you." 

She saw that he had put two bowls on the floor. One was filled with water 
and the other looked like some sort of dog food. She thought she was going 
to throw up. 

"Eat it, bitch," he told her. "It's good food for a bitch!" 

"Could you untie my hands at least?" she asked. 

His face was cruel as he grabbed her by the back of her head. He forced her 
face down into the water bowl. She was thirsty and she started drinking. It 
only made her more hungry. He stood back as he watched her finish off the 
bowl of dog food. 

"That's a good bitch," he said. "You learn fast. You know you wouldn't want 
to make me mad." 

"I hate you," she whispered. 

"That did it," Ricky said. "Now you've made me mad." 

Ricky kicked her hard and she went sprawling onto the hard floor. He 
brought his foot up again and she saw it coming. She rolled but it caught 
her in the belly and she was afraid she was going to throw up. 

"You stupid bitch," Ricky said. "You're not always going to be stupid, 
though. When I'm done with you, you're going to be the most eager-to-please 
piece of ass that's ever lived!" 

Ricky reached down and grabbed her by her thick black hair. He wrapped some 
of her hair around his fingers and made a fist. He started dragging her 
across the floor. She could do nothing but try and crawl quickly as he 
jerked her forward. He dragged her out of the kitchen and into another room. 

She looked around in horror. It was a bedroom but she had never seen a 
bedroom like this. There were whips and chains on the walls. There were 
chains and rings hanging down from the ceiling. There was some kind of 
hanging basket, big enough for a human, suspended over the bed. 

"This is your home for a while," Ricky said. "You'd better get used to it, 
cunt. You'd better get used to calling me sir and doing everything I tell 
you. Do you understand that?" 

"I hate you," she said. 

He kicked her again. He reached down and jerked her up to her feet. A chain 
and metal collar also hung from the ceiling. He locked the collar around her 
neck. He went to a pulley and started pulling at the chain until she had to 
stand on her toes to keep from being choked. 

Now it was easy for him to walk behind her and undo her hands. She was in 
such pain that she couldn't fight him if she'd had the energy. He lifted her 
hand up above her head and fastened her wrist in another hanging chain. He 
did the same to her other arm. She could not move at all. She was completely 
in his power. He walked around her for a few minutes, and she was growing to 
hate the way he grinned at her. 

"You don't understand that you're going to have to watch your mouth, cunt," 
Ricky said. "It's going to be very bad for you until you learn that." 

Ricky started pulling the rest of her clothes off. He ripped off the 
tattered remains of her blouse. Her skirt wasn't covering very much, anyway. 
He just ripped away the shreds of her stockings. He walked to the wall and 
picked up an ugly-looking studded belt. 

"I wonder how this would feel on your ass," he said. 

"Please don't," she said. "Please don't, sir." 

"You are learning. You're getting smarter every second." 

She was slowly understanding that he wanted to reduce her to the level of a 
whimpering animal. She didn't want it to happen. But she also didn't want to 
feel the pain. 

He walked behind her. He put one hand on her creamy asscheek. He caressed 
her asscheek gently. She felt him rubbing the end of his belt against her 
ass. 

"Please don't hurt me, sir," she whispered. 

"You are learning. You know it gives me a hard-on when you talk like that? 
It really makes me feel good. You keep talking like that, and make me 
believe you mean it." 

"I do mean it," she moaned. "I'll be good. Just don't hurt me." 

She couldn't see him and she couldn't hear him. She heard the smack of his 
belt against his hands. She heard him step back. Then she felt the ripping 
pain as he whipped the belt across her quivering asscheeks. 

"Such a hot ass," he said. "Well, I'm going to make your ass even hotter. 
I'm going to warm it up for you." 

"No, please," she begged him. 

He started whipping the belt across her ass again and again. The belt 
cracked against her jiggling asscheeks. She kept trying to move away but it 
did no good. Any movement cause pain in her throat and down her spine. She 
could only stand there and take the brutal treatment. 

"Please stop," she moaned. "Oh, please stop. Please!" 

He kept whipping her with the belt until she was sobbing hysterically and 
promising him anything if he stopped. Finally he did stop and she could hear 
him laughing. He reached up and undid her arms and tied them behind her 
again. He unhooked the metal collar around her neck and let her come back 
down to her feet again. She nearly fell. 

He caught her around the waist and gently let her go down to her knees. He 
turned her to face him. Her face was level with his crotch: She suddenly 
felt her mouth go dry as she remembered what he had made her do earlier. 

He started whipping the belt across her ass again and again. The belt 
cracked against her jiggling asscheeks. She kept trying to move away but it 
did no good. Any movement cause pain in her throat and down her spine. She 
could only stand there and take the brutal treatment. 

"Please stop," she moaned. "Oh, please stop. Please!" 

He kept whipping her with the belt until she was sobbing hysterically and 
promising him anything if he stopped. Finally he did stop and she could hear 
him laughing. He reached up and undid her arms and tied them behind her 
again. He unhooked the metal collar around her neck and let her come back 
down to her feet again. She nearly fell. 

He caught her around the waist and gently let her go down to her knees. He 
turned her to face him. Her face was level with his crotch. She suddenly 
felt her mouth go dry as she remembered what he had made her do earlier. 

"Kiss my feet," he said. 

She didn't hesitate. She bent down almost to the floor and started kissing 
his shoes. She hardly thought about what she was doing. All she could think 
about was that she had to make this man happy. She had to do as he wanted. 

"Get up on the bed," he told her. 

The big bed was dusty but she didn't care. She jumped up on the bed and 
rolled over on her back. She thought she was going to get fucked again. 
Instead, he told her to roll over on her stomach. 

She rolled over. He bent over the bed and put one knee in the center of her 
back. He undid her hands but he quickly stretched her arms out beside her 
and tied them down again. He then moved off the bed. He grabbed a pillow and 
pushed it underneath her belly. 

"You've got a beautiful ass," he told her. "You've got the most perfect ass. 
That was one of the first things I ever noticed about you. A perfect ass!" 

He sat down beside her. His hand stroked the backs of her thighs. His 
fingertips moved up the insides of her thighs. He gently pushed her cuntlips 
apart and pushed a finger inside her pussy. 

"Is your pussy still sore?" he asked. "I guess it would be. Your virgin cunt 
got ripped apart last night!" 

He pushed another finger inside her cunt and he started fucking them in and 
out. It was. crazy, but her pussy started feeling a little wet. She moved 
around on the bed. The pillow elevated her ass, and he seemed to enjoy that. 

"You've got the hottest fucking pussy around," he groaned. 

He worked his fingers around inside her cunt. He touched all of her cunt 
walls and he rubbed against her clit. She didn't like it because it made her 
feel warm all over. Her tits started tingling and she found herself rubbing 
them against the bed. She took a deep breath as she tried to get control of 
herself. 

"Like that, baby?" he asked her. 

"No," she groaned. 

"You're lying, bitch," he said. "You do like it. You love it and I'm going 
to teach you to love it even more." 

He shoved four of his fingers into her pussy. He started fucking them in and 
out until she was squirming. She wasn't really getting so hot that she could 
not control herself. Not yet, she wasn't. But there was an itchy sensation 
between her thighs. It, was something that she was finding pleasing. 

"Don't do that," she whispered. 

He took his fingers out of her pussy. He moved his weight on top of her. He 
reached around and grasped her tits. His fingers started massaging her tits 
gently, and his thumbs caressed her nipples. He was massaging her in a 
different way this time. He wasn't just squeezing her tits hard. His fingers 
seemed so warm and so gentle. It was making her itchy. 

She was wet between her legs. Her pussy juices were leaking down around her 
thighs. 

She wanted to pull away from him but there was no place she could go. He 
gently pushed his cock between her legs. She felt his swollen cock-knob at 
her pussy hole. He pushed again and his cock fucked halfway inside her cunt. 

"Oh shit," she moaned. "You're going to fuck me again. You're going to fuck 
me and I can't stop you." 

"You're damn fucking right," he grunted. 

He pushed a little more. His huge cock fucked all the way inside her pussy. 
He stopped moving. The snug pressure of his balls seemed to throb against 
her pussy. 

He began to fuck her savagely. She wondered how his cork could be so hard 
after she had just given him a blow-job downstairs. Yet, his prick felt as 
hard as it had before. Probably it was his youth, but she also had the 
feeling that he was different than a lot of boys. 

"You've got a really hot cunt," he said.. "I love fucking your cunt. I'm 
going to give it a workout this time!" 

He stopped thrusting and started churning his prick around inside her pussy 
so that she was feeling his prick in every part of her cunt. She felt his 
hard cockshaft rubbing against her clit and it sent shivers through her. 

"You've got good pussy, baby," he said. 

"You should have started giving that cunt away long ago. A lot of boys have 
missed out on a sweet piece!" 

He fucked her a little harder, beating her ass with his big balls. She had 
the feeling she was going to be sore as hell before the night was over. He 
kept ramming her pussy harder and harder and she felt a little of his 
pre-cum leaking into her cunt. 

Carol wanted to curse at Ricky for what he was making her feel. She had 
never felt such sensations before. She knew that he was going to make her 
come if he kept this up. She closed her eyes and tried to fight the 
feelings, but she was so tired and so dreamy. It was hard to fight. 

Then he was suddenly stopped fucking just as she was on the brink. He pulled 
his prick out of her dripping cunt. She turned her head to look over her 
shoulder at him. She wondered what horror was in store for her now. 

She didn't have long to wait to find out. He spread apart her creamy 
asscheeks with his fingers. He moved so that the knob of his cock was 
pressed against her asshole. She realized quickly what he was doing and she 
started struggling to be free. 

"Please don't do that," she whispered. "I'll do anything, but that would 
hurt so bad. Please don't do that to me." 

"You shut your mouth, bitch," Ricky said. "I'm going to do any fucking thing 
I want to do and you're going to fucking enjoy it." 

"Not that," she pleaded. "Anything but that!" 

He wasn't listening to her. He moved away a little but it was so that his 
finger could explore her ass. He moved one finger down her asscrack. He 
found her asshole and he stabbed his finger into her asshole up to his 
knuckle. He held it there for a moment. He started fucking his finger 
deeper. 

"You're hurting me," she whispered. "You're killing me." 

"Just wait until I get my fucking cock in there," he told her. 

She was shivering as his finger started fucking in and out of her asshole. 
This was the ultimate humiliation. This was something that she had never 
dreamed could happen. His finger kept penetrating her asshole deeper and 
deeper. He pulled his finger out of her ass and pressed his cockhead against 
her asshole. 

A fiery pain seemed to shoot through her body. She started wiggling her ass 
to get away from his cock. Her wiggling movements only excited him more. She 
made the wrong movement-and his cockhead popped into her tight asshole. 

"Oh shit," she moaned. "That hurts. That fucking hurts. Don't do that to 
me." 

He only laughed. He kept the knob of his prick just barely fucked in her 
asshole but it still hurt like hell. He didn't move for a long while, as if 
he wanted to give her time to think about what he was going to do to her. 

"I've dreamed about your sexy ass for so long," he said. "I've dreamed about 
having your ass against my cock. You don't know how long I've waited to get 
this." 

"Don't do it," she whispered. "You'll kill me. Please don't do that to me!" 

He pushed again and that was his only answer. His cock fucked into her 
asshole a little more. She started moving around again as if she were going 
to get free of his cock. She only managed to suck his prick deeper into her 
tight asshole. 

"Don't do that," she said. "Oh, please don't do that. You're making me hurt 
all over. I'll suck your cock again. Please don't do this to me!" 

"You're damn right you'll suck my cock again," Ricky said. "You'll do any 
fucking thing I want. You're my fucking slave!" 

She kept begging but he started pressing harder. His big prick was tearing 
into her asshole. He had half his cock fucked inside her asshole as he gave 
another brutal fuck-thrust. This time his prick fucked all the way inside 
her asshole. It filled her ass. She had never felt such pain as was ripping 
her body. 

"You're killing me," she screamed. "You're fucking kiling me. You're hurting 
me bad!" 

He kept his cock inside her ass without moving for a few moments. Then he 
slowly started to fuck his cock in and out of her asshole. His prick seemed 
to be ripping her apart. She couldn't stand the pain. She thought she was 
going to die at any moment. 

"Please stop," she begged. "Oh, why are you treating me this way?" 

"I'm making you a real piece of ass," he said. "You're not going to have a 
virgin hole left when I'm done with you." 

"You sick bastard." 

Carol had said the wrong thing. He reached around and grabbed her tits. He 
started trying to twist her tits off as he fucked her asshole as hard as he 
could. 

Ricky's cock was beginning to throb inside her asshole. He was so damned 
excited that he couldn't seem to control the movements of his body. He 
seemed to be trying to kill her with his big cock. He seemed to be trying to 
ram his fucker all the way into her stomach and out her mouth. 

"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going 
to shoot my fucking wad. Oh shit, you bitch. You mother-fucking bitch. 
Fuuuuuck!" 

He rammed his prick up into her asshole as hard as he could. His big prick 
did seem to tear her apart that time. He was pushing his fucker deeper into 
her asshole and then suddenly his prick was exploding with thick cum. His 
jism was filling her asshole. His cum was soothing to her damaged asshole. 
She kept feeling him pushing his cock as if he were trying to fuck deeper. 

He pulled his prick out of her ass and let his cock finish dripping cum 
between her legs. "You're an animal," she said. 

"And you still haven't learned your lesson well," he said. "I'm your fucking 
master and you have to talk nice to me. But you'll learn, baby. You'll 
learn. That's a promise." 

She didn't like the tone of his voice. 

Chapter Five Carol was left alone again. This time she was more comfortable, 
though. She was left face down on the dusty bed, with Ricky's cum still 
dripping out of her asshole. She was completely exhausted and this time she 
slept. She must have slept for hours. When she opened her eyes again, there 
was someone in the room. 

She lifted her head. Mike was sitting across the room from her. So far Ricky 
had not shared her with anyone else. Now she knew that he was going to share 
her with Mike. "Hello, Mike," she said nervously. 

"Hi, baby," he said. "You look real good lying there. I've been sitting here 
watching you sleep and thinking about how good your cunt's going to feel." 

"Please, Mike," she whispered. "You could let me go. You haven't really done 
anything to me yet. You could let me go and nobody would ever know. I 
wouldn't tell about you." 

"I wish I could," Mike said. "I wish we could be friends. But I couldn't 
stand the thought of not having some of your sweet ass. You're just too 
fucking beautiful!" 

She saw that Mike wasn't going to let her go he was too horny. He needed her 
too bad. 

There was nothing she could do to stop him. "Come on then, damn you," she 
said. "What?" Mike asked. 

"Come on and climb on. Come on and fuck me. Get it over with." 

"Don't rush it, baby," Mike said. "I like my girls a little cleaner. I bet 
you're hungry, too." 

She was famished. There was something kind in Mike's voice, something she 
didn't hear in Rick's voice. She knew that Mike wouldn't be so rough with 
her. And perhaps that was a way to get away. 

"Are you going to bathe me?" 

"I might help," Mike said. 

"Maybe I'd like that," she said. 

She could see .the pleased look on Mike's face. He came over and untied one 
of her hands. He didn't untie the other right away. Instead, he put her hand 
behind her neck and snapped something metallic on her wrist. 

"Now you just be still while I hook up the other hand," he said. 

He brought her other hand around and hooked her up. He helped her off the 
bed and guided her into another room. It was an old-fashioned bathroom. It 
had a huge tub in it. And there was already water running into the bed. 

She knew what she was going to do was very wrong but she also knew she had 
to do it. Mike wasn't a bad looking boy. He would probably make a very nice 
looking young man. It wouldn't be so hard to seduce him. 

"You don't have to keep me tied up," she said. 

"I'm afraid I do," Mike said. "Ricky would kill me if I let you go. I'm not 
even supposed to be here without him." 

"Then you're just doing this on your own?" 

"I thought you'd like a chance to get cleaned up," he said. "And maybe 
something to eat." 

"You're a nice boy, Mike," she said. "I really promise I won't run away if 
you untie me." 

"I couldn't do that. You'd better check the temperature on the water. It 
might be too hot." 

She stepped into the water. It was just right. It felt like heaven. She was 
grimy from her night in the cellar. She slowly sank down into the hot, soapy 
water. 

"Would you like a beer or something?" he asked. 

"I'd like that," she smiled. 

"1'11 get it for you. You just sit back and soak for a while." 

Carol thought about what she was going to do while he was gone. She knew it 
wasn't going to be easy-and he had to be completely defenseless when she 
made her move. She knew of one way to get him off his guard. She could fuck 
the little bastard's brains out. 

The thought of it made her feel tingly all over. She kept thinking that she 
probably wouldn't have to go through with it. Not all the way. And yet there 
was a part of her that wanted to go through with it. 

Mike came back with her beer. She leaned back in the tub and let him take a 
really good look at her hot, big tits and her perfectly formed pussy mound. 

"You'll have to help me drink it," she said. "I don't have my hands free." 

"All right," Mike said. 

Mike bent over the tub. He popped the cap and started putting the can to her 
mouth. She drank deeply. The alcohol gave her a new warmth and courage. She 
knew she was going to go through with it. 

"You're going to have a scrub me," she said. "I feel so dirty. You're going 
to have to scrub me all over." 

He was shivering a little. She could see that he really wanted to do it but 
he was scared. He took the washrag and he bent over in the tub. He put the 
washrag on her belly as if he were afraid of moving it anywhere else. 

"Don't be afraid to touch me," she said. "You're going to fuck me sooner or 
later." "Don't talk like that," he said. 

"It's true. You're going to fuck me. You're going to stick your big cock 
into my pussy. You know that. So don't be afraid to touch me right now. Or 
is it Ricky you're scared of?" "I'm not scared of anybody," Mike said. "Then 
scrub me with the rag." 

He looked nervous but he couldn't refuse. His hand moved up her belly and he 
touched one of her tits. She did her best to look as if it was the most 
exciting thing she had ever felt. He moved his hand around her tit in a slow 
circle. She could feel her heart pounding. 

"That's nice, Mike," she whispered. 

Mike's hand trembled but he kept rubbing the rag over her tits. She was 
doing this just to have her chance to escape, but that didn't stop her from 
feeling a quick tingling in her belly and a weakness in her knees. 

He was moving the soap around her nipples. He was rubbing his hands in slow 
circles and her nipples were starting to get hard as rock. She licked her 
suddenly dry lips. 

"You could bathe me easier if you got in here with me," she said. 

Mike looked around. She knew he was still thinking of Ricky. She thought 
that he was probably scared of Ricky and it didn't matter what he said. 

"Come on and get in here with me," she said. "I need you to wash me that 
way." 

She arched her back so that her creamy tits poked up at him in lewd 
invitation. It was more than he could stand. Mike stepped back and started 
tearing at his clothes. In a few moments he had them off and he was stepping 
into the tub with her. 

"This is going to be nice," she told him. 

The tub was big enough for both of them. She settled into the tub with him. 
He was half on top of her. She felt his hard cock pushing against the 
insides of her thighs. He began rubbing her tits again. It wasn't long 
before he wasn't rubbing any soap on her tits. He was only rubbing his 
fingers across her hard nipples. 

"You're making me feel so good," she whispered. 

He was staring hungrily at her tits. She knew he was going to do it even 
before he put his head down and started licking at one of her rigid nipples. 
His tongue was hot and wet. He pushed it against her rubbery nipple-flesh. 
He gently sucked the nipple into his mouth. His teeth scraped it. 

"Oh, yes, Mike," she groaned. "You're making me feel so good all over. So 
good!" 

Mike started moving his hungry mouth from one of her tits to the other. He 
sucked and nibbled at her tit-flesh and it was easy for her to get into it. 
She was enjoying it. Her tits felt so hot and hard. His tongue against her 
nipples made them throb with fiery pleasure. 

"You taste good, baby," Mike groaned. 

"Oh yes, Mike," she whispered. "Kiss me all over like that. That makes me 
hot as hell!" 

His teeth scraped her nipple and sent something like an electric current 
through her body. She began pushing her tits up against his hungry mouth. He 
was biting, but biting very gently and it made her shiver all over. She 
wanted to put her hands behind his head and pull him closer. 

"Untie my hands," he said. "Untie my hands and I'll play with you." 

"I just can't," Mike said: Somehow she knew she was going to convince him, 
but it would have to wait a little while longer. She kept pushing her tits 
up against his face. He started sucking one tit and then quickly moving his 
wet lips to the other creamy tit mound. He couldn't seem to get enough of 
sucking at her tits. His tongue started rolling her nipple around in a tight 
circle and she groaned. 

"Oh yes," she moaned. "That does feel good." 

She was putting on an act. At least that was what she kept telling herself. 
She was only acting so that she would get a chance to escape. Yet, there was 
something happening inside her body. She was very aware that she was 
tingling all over. She kept feeling the warm fluttery feeling in her pussy. 

Mike kept sucking at her tits. He was so hungry for her tits. He was acting 
like he had never tasted tits. Somehow she didn't believe Mike was a virgin, 
but he sure was enjoying her tits. 

"That. makes me so crazy," she moaned. 

He kept sucking her tit while he picked up the soap again. He started 
running his hand down her body and the soap brushed against her belly and 
down to her cunt. He wet his hand and started soaping her pussy hairs. She 
could already feel the cunt juices slipping out of her cunt and making her 
even wetter between her thighs. 

His fingers kept soaping her pussy. Her pussy hairs were really soaped up 
and he moved his hand down between her legs. He started rubbing up and down 
her cuntlips. She gasped as one of his wet fingers slid into her pussy slit. 
He started fucking that finger in and out of her cunt as his mouth still 
sucked on her tits. 

He rammed another finger up into her cunt. He started fucking those fingers 
in and out until she was shivering with desire. He pulled his fingers from 
her ass and started soaping her ass crack. She didn't mind so much when one 
of his fingers stabbed into her tight asshole again. 

He fucked his finger in and out of her asshole again and again. She was 
pushing herself up and out of the water. At the same time she was squeezing 
her cunt walls together. She realized that she was at the point of getting 
out of control. She hadn't wanted it to happen, but it was happening anyway. 

His cock was sticking up out of the water. It was very hot and pulsating 
against her thigh. She wanted to reach out and touch his cock. She no longer 
wanted to get away so badly. She wanted to play with his massive cock. 

"Untie me, baby" she groaned. "Untie me and we can go to the bedroom. We'll 
have a good time." 

He still wasn't so carried away that he would take that chance. She felt his 
lips moving down the front of her body. He was kissing at her silken cunt 
hairs. 

It was cramped and uncomfortable in the tub. She was clean enough and what 
he was doing wasn't going to work. He realized it and he stopped. He got out 
of the tub and dried himself off. He reached down and started helping her to 
her feet. She only came halfway up and then she was face to face with his 
rigid prick. 

"Oh, baby," she groaned. "Untie my hands. Untie my hands and I promise you a 
really good time!" 

She meant it now. She would run away after everything was over-but she 
couldn't run away now. She was hot and bothered and she needed what he could 
give her. 

This time Mike went along with it. He pulled her to her feet and turned her 
around. He undid her hands. She turned around and her first thought was that 
now she could escape. But she wasn't going to try, not yet. Now she wrapped 
her arms around his neck and pulled him tightly against her. Her big tits 
flattened against his hairy chest. She kissed his mouth and her tongue 
stabbed between his lips. 

For a moment he seemed surprised that she was kissing him. He quickly got 
over it and started stabbing his own tongue violently between her lips. She 
tasted his tongue and sucked it deep. She kept sucking hard at his tongue, 
rubbing her own tongue against his as savagely as she could. 

It seemed her entire body was wet with need. She was shivering as she kissed 
him. Her nipples had gotten hard and swollen. She pressed her tits a little 
harder against his chest. 

"Let's go in the bedroom," she whispered. 

It was hard for her to believe that she needed this young man so badly. It 
wasn't that long ago that she was getting raped. They had treated her very 
badly. She should have scratched his eyes out now that he had freed her 
hands. She couldn't. 

"Let's go into the bedroom," she whispered again. 

Her body was shaking with hunger for him. She pressed her body even tighter 
against him and she could feel the swelling of his cock against her bare 
belly. He didn't want to move. His big hands moved down her back and cupped 
her asscheeks. He started playing with her ass until she thought she was 
going to fall over. Her knees were really weak and she didn't think she 
could stand it anymore. 

"Let's go in the bedroom and I'll suck your cock," she said. 

It was something that Ricky had made her do or she would have never dreamed 
of doing it to any man. But there had been something nice about sucking 
cock, and her suggestion certainly seemed to turn Mike on. He quickly 
stepped away from her. He took her hand and led her into the bedroom. She 
could feel her heart pounding as she sat down next to him on the bed. 

Mike kissed her hungrily while his hand came up to cup one tit. He began 
stroking her tit and rubbing his fingers across her hard nipple. She groaned 
softly and pushed her tit into his hand. She had forgotten all thoughts of 
leaving. All she could think about was how good he was making her feel. 

Carol let her hand go down to his lap. She found his cock just as hot and 
throbbing as she thought it would be. She wrapped her fingers around his 
massive prick and began jacking him off. Immediately she felt some of his 
pre-cum leaking over her fingers. She moved her hand faster as she looked 
down. There was almost an awe in the way she was looking at his cock. She 
didn't know why but it seemed like the most beautiful prick she'd ever seen. 
Her heart pounded wildly as she jacked his cock. 

"You promised you'd suck my prick," he reminded her. 

She was more than willing. She slipped off the couch and knelt between his 
legs. She brushed her hair back with one hand and wrapped her fingers around 
his prick again. She, bent her head and touched her lips to the head of his 
cock. She lathered his cockhead with her silken tongue. She could feel his 
body tensing as she kissed his salty-tasting prick. 

"Oh shit, baby," Mike moaned. "I never believed you'd do that. Oh shit, 
baby, that's nice!" 

She opened her mouth and took his swollen cockhead into her lips. She held 
his prickhead in her silken tongue for a moment. Then she began sucking his 
prick deeper into her mouth. She held his cockhead at the back of her 
throat. She had almost all of his cockmeat inside her lips. 

She began to bob her head. She kept his prick lodged firmly in her lips and 
she sucked as hard as she could. She could feel his body shaking as she 
sucked his cock. She tasted a little more of his cum on her tongue and 
against the roof of her motuh. 

"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "That feels so fucking good-but I've got to 
have some of your pussy. I'm so fucking horny!" 

At that moment, fucking was exactly what she wanted. She quickly moved up on 
the bed. 

Mike grabbed her by her hair and rolled her over on her back. Her long legs 
spread automatically. He moved up until his swollen prick was pressing 
against her cunt. 

"Put it in me," she whispered. "I want it bad. Put that big fucking cock 
inside my pussy!" 

He rammed her hard. His prickhead split her cuntlips with one quick motion. 
She felt crammed to her stomach with cock as his balls came to rest against 
her cuntlips. 

"You feel so good," she whispered. "You feel so fucking good. Give it to me 
hard!" 

He began to fuck her as hard as he could. His balls bounced against her ass 
with every fuck-thrust. She kept lifting her ass as high as she could and 
she was taking his prick deep inside her pussy. She could already feel his 
cock leaking a little pre-cum. 

"Give it to me harder," she moaned. "I love to fuck. I love your fucking 
cock. Give it to me really hard!" 

He rammed her cunt as hard as he could. He was almost tearing her in half. 
She lifted her long legs and wrapped them tightly around his waist. She 
squeezed as hard as she could and started lifting up her ass to meet his 
fuck-strokes. 

"I'm going to come," she groaned. "Oh shit, I'm coming! I'm going to fucking 
come and it feels so good. Oh shit, give it to me, baby. Oh fucking shiiit!" 

She felt she should have been ashamed of herself, but she wasn't. She could 
feel the sweet pleasure rushing through her body. Her pussy seemed to 
explode in a dozen ways at once. Her cunt juices started flooding his big 
cock. She could feel no shame at all in her pleasure. 

"Oh fucking shit," she moaned. "That feels so fucking good!" 

He was fucking her harder and faster and his cock felt like an oak log as it 
split her cunt walls apart. Her pussy was beginning to feel sore. He fucked 
her even harder. 

"I've got a gallon of cum to give you, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to 
give you a fucking gallon." 

"Then give it to me," she whispered. "I want it all. Give me every fucking 
drop!" 

His hands slid underneath her. He grabbed her ass and squeezed as hard as he 
could. He started lifting her off the bed as his cock seemed to fuck even 
deeper inside her cunt., His prick kept growing larger as he pounded her 
pussy. 

She scraped her nails down his back, and she knew she was drawing blood. He 
didn't care. He was nothing but an animal and he was giving it to her like 
an animal. He was fucking her with his big cock. 

"You big stud," she groaned. "You big fucking stud. Your cock feels so good 
inside me!" 

Her words drove him crazy. He started fucking her even harder. He was 
ramming her cunt harder than she would have believed possible. She felt some 
of his pre-cum dripping inside her cunt. She started lifting her ass even 
higher as her wet pussy tried to suck out his cum-load. 

"Give it to me, Mike," she cried. "I've never had such a big cock inside me 
before. Give it to me!" 

She was lucky because she was coming down to earth before he was ready. She 
knew he was about to come and she started thinking how she was going to take 
advantage of that. She kept scraping his broad back with her nails and 
lifting her ass high. She wanted him to enjoy the fucking and exhaust 
himself so she could get away. 

"Fucking bitch," he groaned. "Oh shit, you fucking cunt! I'm going to blow 
my fucking wad. I'm going to blow my wad. Oh fucking shit. Fucking shiiit!" 

His hands tightened on her ass again as he began ramming his prick as hard 
into her pussy as he could manage. At that moment she could feel more of his 
precum sliming her pussy. She knew it was about to happen. She started 
shaking her body just as she was about to come herself. His prick exploded a 
flood of thick jism. His cum was filling her cunt and leaking out of her 
pussy. She kept pumping her ass until she was sure he was completely 
drained. 

"Fantastic," she moaned. "Oh baby, that was fantastic. I want to give you 
something back for the pleasure you gave me." 

"You already gave me 'something great, baby," he said. 

"Something even better," she said. "Go and get a washrag from the bathroom 
and I'll wash your cock for you real good. Then I'll suck it some more. 
Wouldn't you like that?" 

"Hot damn!" he grinned. "You know I would." 

She couldn't believe that he was going to be so stupid, but he was. He got 
off the bed and he walked to the bathroom. Perhaps he thought she was in 
love or something. She knew she was going to be able to get away now. Mike 
stopped at the door and turned. He saw her getting out of bed, and he 
suddenly understood what she was going to do. 

She didn't give him the opportunity to stop her. She charged him like a 
linebacker and rammed her head into his belly. He gave a grunt of surprise 
and sat down just inside the door. He started to get back up, and she kicked 
him in the balls. He gave a scream of pain and she left him sitting there as 
she ran for the door. 

Chapter Six It had worked. Carol was sick over the way she had acted and 
over the things she had done, but it had worked. Mike was doubled over in 
pain in the bathroom. She was already on the stairs. She couldn't run 
outside naked like this. She went back to the bedroom and picked up a sheet, 
wrapped it around herself and started for the door. She was a few minutes 
too late. Bill was standing in the doorway and she could see Ricky standing 
behind him. 

"Where's Mike?" Ricky asked. 

"He's in the bathroom," she answered. 

"The stupid bastard, Ricky said. "I told him he couldn't handle you. I told 
him not to come up here without me. It was too soon. Now we're going to have 
to start all over again." 

"I don't understand," Carol said. 

"It's obvious that you fucked his brains out and then used the chance to 
escape. That means that you're thinking again. I don't want you thinking, 
bitch, unless you're thinking about making me happy. That's all I want you 
thinking about!" 

She knew it was coming but there wasn't anything she could do about it. She 
wasn't fast enough to dodge his heavy fist. She felt his first blow along 
her head and it knocked her backwards. She, knew she only had one way out 
and that was through the door. She put her head down and charged him. 

Her head hit his stomach and it was like hitting a brick wall. She felt his 
other fist hitting her on the other side of her head. She felt sick. She 
lurched back and immediately Bill was behind her. He grabbed her arms and 
held them behind her. She was too sick and too hurt to struggle. She 
couldn't even dodge as Ricky stepped forward and rammed his fist into her 
belly. She gasped for breath, and Bill easily led her back over to the bed. 

Bill pushed her down on her face. He grabbed one arm and tied her arm up. 
Then he grabbed the other. He was breathing a little heavily. His hand 
slipped down her back and he caressed one of her asscheeks. She felt his 
finger pulling her asscheeks apart and gently probing at her asshole. She 
shivered. 

She had her head turned toward the bathroom and Mike came out. He was 
looking a little sick. He looked at her and then over at Ricky. 

"I can explain," Mike said. 

"I just bet you can, you stupid bastard," Ricky said. "I just bet you've got 
a great explanation." 

"There's no reason to talk to me like that," Mike said. 

"Oh no?" Ricky said. "I could kick your ass, you bastard! She played you for 
a fucking sucker. Don't you know what would happen if she got out of here 
now?" 

"Yeah," Mike admitted. 

"I'm not sure you do," Ricky said. "Right now she'd run to her father or to 
the police. She'd have our asses arrested. You did a damn stupid thing just 
for a piece of ass!" 

"That's the reason we're doing all of this," Mike said. "All three of us. 
We're just after ass." 

"You two are just after ass," Ricky said. "I want something else out of 
this. I want to teach this bitch a lesson. I'm going to teach her a fucking 
lesson. You can count on that." 

Mike had moved closer to Ricky, and that was when Ricky struck. Ricky was 
very fast and his fist bounced off Mike's head a couple of times before he 
could defend himself. Then it was too late because Ricky was already 
kicking. Mike doubled over in pain. 

"You'd better understand this," Ricky said. "I'm running this fucking 
circus. And don't forget it again." 

Carol could see that Mike wasn't going to try anything like that again. Now 
he and Bill really were scared of Ricky. And so was Carol. She had never 
really thought she would be afraid of anyone in her life, but there was 
something very scary about Ricky. 

Ricky turned to look at Carol again and she recognized the menacing look in 
his eyes. 

"Please don't hurt me," she whispered. 

"You stupid cunt," he said. "You tried to run away. You made a fool of Mike. 
I think I'll let Mike handle it. Why don't you treat her the way she needs 
to be treated, Mike?" 

"What do you want me to do to her?" Mike asked. 

"Look around you, boy," Ricky said. "Take your choice." 

 Mike looked around at the whips and chains on the wall. He licked his lips 
as he looked at Carol. 

"Don't hurt me, Mike," she moaned. "Please don't hurt me!" 

Mike walked over and took a thin whip from the wall. He snapped it against 
the floor. She could see the vengeful look on his face as he walked toward 
her. He was mad as hell and he was going to pay her back for what she had 
done to him. 

He gave her no warning. He snapped the whip and one end of it popped her 
asscheek. She yelled in pain. He raised his arm again and started whipping 
it down as hard as he could. He was doing it very fast and it hurt like 
hell. She squirmed all over the bed but she couldn't get away from his 
powerful swing. 

"You're hurting me," she moaned. "Damn you! Oh, please, don't do this to 
me!" 

"You used your cunt to make a fool out of me," Mike said. "Now I'm going to 
use your fucking cunt!" 

He turned the whip around and held the handle as he walked to the bed. 

She screamed at him because she quickly realized what he was going to do. 
Nothing was going to stop him. He rubbed the whip handle against the insides 
of her thighs. She squirmed but she couldn't get away from that whip handle. 
It moved up between her thighs and touched her cuntlips. 

"Don't do that," she said. "Please don't." "You stupid bitch," he grunted. 
"This is all you're fucking good for." 

He rammed the whip handle into her pussy. He rammed it as deep as he could 
and then started working it in and out. A few moments later she could feel 
her thighs getting slimy with her own dripping cunt juice. His leather whip 
handle was also getting sticky. It was making noises as it fucked in and 
out of her cunt. 

"Stop," she said. "Don't! Please stop!" 

He didn't stop. He only fucked the handle in her cunt a little faster and 
harder. Her cunt was getting slimy with pussy juice. She knew she was 
allowing her body to respond to the brutal thrusting of the stick. She 
didn't like it, but it was still happening. She found herself lifting up her 
ass and fucking her pussy onto the stick. 

"That's the way to fuck the stick," Mike told her. "You're really enjoying 
it now, bitch. Aren't you?" 

"No!" she cried. 

The problem was she was enjoying it. Her body was responding. Her tits were 
feeling achy and swollen. Her body was shaking with a growing excitement. 

"I know something she'd enjoy a little more," Mike said. "I bet she'd enjoy 
a hard cock up her pussy!" 

Mike took the whip handle out of her pussy. She turned her head to look over 
her shoulder. Bill was looking a little sheepish, and she knew why. Bill's 
turn was next. 

"Don't waste any time," Ricky said. "You can have some of her pussy. She's 
waiting on you. All that sweet stuff is primed and ready. Go for it!" 

Bill still looked as if he didn't want to move. Mike gave him a little shove 
and he finally moved. He was licking his lips as he walked toward the bed. 
Carol could see the cock-bulge growing in his trousers. He sat down on the 
bed next to her. 

"He looks nervous," Mike said. 

"Maybe he's shy," Ricky said. "Come on. Let's go get a beer while we're 
waiting. Help yourself, Bill." 

The two young boys left the room. Carol knew there was no sense in begging 
Bill to let her go. Bill didn't have the courage that Mike did. Also Bill 
wanted to fuck her. He knew he could have her as long as she was tied up. 

"Are you a virgin?" she asked. 

"Yes," he answered shyly. 

"Maybe you should save it for your wife," she suggested. "Look, you're not 
in any trouble yet. You rape me and you'll be in trouble. 

"I can't help it," Bill said softly. "You're the most beautiful girl I've 
ever seen. I need you bad. I've never fucked a girl before and I need to 
fuck you." 

Bill leaned over. He put his hand on the inside of her thigh. His fingers 
felt hot as he moved them up the inner part of her thigh. He gently touched 
her cuntlips and a shiver went through her. She didn't want to respond to 
his hot fingers, but that damned whip handle had brought out the animal 
inside her. 

He gently moved his fingers, around the mound of her cunt. He seemed to be 
amazed that he could actually touch her pussy. He swallowed nervously. There 
was sweat on his forehead. He wasn't going to stop-but he was scared to 
death. 

He pushed a finger inside her pussy. He worked his finger around inside her 
cunt until she was shivering. He brought his finger out of her cunt. She 
wanted his finger back in. She needed his fingers and she needed his cock 
in-side her hot cunt. 

"Go ahead," she whispered. "Go ahead and get it over with!" 

He pushed two fingers into her pussy. He started fucking his fingers in and. 
out of her wet pussy as fast as he could. His fingers rubbed against her 
clit and it sent another shiver through her. She started pushing her cunt 
back against his fingers. 

It scared him and he pulled his fingers out of her pussy again. Her pussy 
had never felt so empty. She didn't understand why she was behaving so 
lewdly. These boys were turning her into some kind of whore. 

"Damn! Why are you treating me this way?" 

"I can't help it," he said, misunderstanding what she meant. "I've got to 
have some of your hot pussy!" 

Bill got up off the bed. She turned her head to watch him as he stripped off 
all his clothes. He had a sexy body, lean and strong. She let her gaze be 
pulled down to where his cock was standing out proudly. His prick looked 
twice as big as she would have first thought. His piss slit was already 
dripping pre-cum. 

He bent down to the bed again. He let his body press against hers while he 
slipped one hand underneath her. He cupped her tit and let her nipple rub 
his palm. Her nipple was quick to harden. He squeezed gently, at first. Then 
he started squeezing a little harder and it was almost enough to hurt. 

It didn't hurt, though. It only made her feel hotter. She pressed her tit 
down against his hand as he moved a little closer to her body. His swollen 
cock was pressed against her side and she could feel it leaking slimy 
pre-cum. 

She wished she could touch his cock. It was crazy, but she was wishing that 
she could wrap her fingers around his swollen prick and hold it in her hand 
for a moment. It made her mouth dry just thinking about it. 

"Come on and fuck me," she whispered. "Don't tease me this way. Come on and 
fuck me. Get it over with!" 

His hand was back between her legs again. He was playing with her plump 
cuntlips. He pushed two fingers inside her and started fucking them in and 
out. It was good, but it wasn't his cock. This young man was making her 
crazy with his fingers and he didn't even realize it. 

He stabbed another finger up into her pussy. He was working them around 
inside he; pussy so that he was touching every part of her cunt. Her cunt 
was throbbing. She had never felt so hot. She forgot all about the fact that 
she was being raped. All she could think about was that she needed his big 
prick. 

"I need to be fucked," she whispered. "I need it so bad. Come on and fuck me 
now!" 

She could sense his surprise over the way she was acting but that didn't 
matter to her. She was telling him the truth. She wanted his cock and she 
wanted it badly. 

Finally she could feel him moving on top of her. He was pressing his 
cockhead against the insides of her thighs. He let all of his weight press 
down on top of her. He moved up slowly and his bulbous cockhead pressed 
against her slippery cuntlips. 

His swollen prick head was rubbing against her cunt. She could feel his cock 
dripping pre-cum. He pulled back and rubbed his cock against the insides of 
her thighs again. It was almost as if he were afraid to fuck his cock inside 
her pussy. 

"Get it over with, you bastard," she groaned. "Don't make me wait anymore. 
Put that fucking big prick inside me!" 

"I like to hear you talk like that," he told her. "It really makes me hot!" 

He reached around and grabbed her tits held onto them tightly as he started 
shoving his prick forward. Finally, his big cock was fucking into her cunt. 
She could feel his cockhead stretching her cunt walls apart. 

"I'm going to fuck you!" he yelled. "I'm going to fuck your sweet ass off. 
I'm going to fuck you blind!" 

He stabbed forward hard and his prick filled her tight pussy. All of his 
weight was pressed down on top of her and his hands started squeezing her 
tits even harder. She knew he wasn't going to last for long. Already his 
cock was growing bigger and throbbing inside her cunt. 

"You feel so fucking good," he groaned. "Oh shit, your cunt feels so fucking 
good and tight!" 

He began to fuck her hard. His big balls slapped her pussy each time he 
fucked into her. His cock felt as thick as an oak tree inside her wet pussy. 
He suddenly slowed his fucking down because he was trying to come too 
quickly. 

She could tell it wasn't going to work. He was already out of control. He 
could slow down only a few minutes and then he started ramming his cock back 
into her pussy faster again. 

"Don't come yet," she begged. "Please don't come yet!" 

"I can't help it, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, I can't help it. I can't 
fucking help it. Oh fucking shit!" 

He fucked into her pussy very deeply. His cock pulsed inside her cunt and 
there was the first hot squirting of his cum. She kept squirming as she 
tried to keep his cock hard inside her pussy. His cock kept squirting thick 
hot fuck-cream inside her. He gave a shudder and his prick started going 
limp. 

"Oh no," she said softly. 

She couldn't keep his cock inside her pussy. It had already started slipping 
out of her cunt and there was nothing she could do to stop it. It took her a 
few moments before she realized that the other two boys had come back into 
the room. She was still squirming on the bed as if she couldn't get enough 
of his fat cock. 

Bill looked sheepish as he got off the bed. Mike laughed softly. Ricky was 
the only one who still looked cruel and horny. She thought he would fuck her 
next. 

"Go and get the camera," Ricky told Bill. "It's downstairs. We're going to 
make some pictures to remember this by." 

"Oh no," she said. "No pictures. Please. No pictures." 

"It's all right, baby," Ricky said. "We're going to take real good care of 
you this afternoon. Don't worry about a thing. You'll like the pictures we 
make." 

Bill went down to get the camera. Ricky and Mike untied her hands and turned 
her over on her back. They retied one arm and then tied her legs so that her 
thighs were spread wide apart. They both stood at the end of the bed and 
admired the view that she could not hide from them. 

"Such a tweet pink pussy," Ricky said. "I can understand why you did 
something stupid for a cunt like hers. She really knows how to shake her 
fucking ass!" 

Bill returned with the camera. He took a snapshot of her open cunt. He 
waited until the picture developed and then he showed it to her. 

Carol blushed a fiery red. She had never dreamed of looking at a picture of 
herself that way. She was showing everything she had. She shuddered a 
little. 

Mike leaned down. His hungry mouth touched one of her nipples. She put her 
free hand on his head. She had intended to push his head away. Instead, she 
found herself pulling him closer. His wet lips opened and he began making 
sucking noises at her nipple. 

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked. 

It wasn't fair. She had already been hot and now Mike's hungry mouth was 
making her hotter. She felt the stroke of his fingers as he moved them down 
her belly. He gently stroked at her silken cunt hairs. His fingers moved 
around them until he was touching her cunt slit. He fucked a finger into her 
cunt and started moving it around. She could feel the edge of his fingers 
rubbing against her clit. All the time, she knew that Bill was taking 
pictures. 

Mike moved his hand away from her cunt. He started pulling her hand to her 
tit. She drew her hand away as if she had been shocked. She wouldn't allow 
herself to be brought that low. She still had some self-respect. 

Mike raised his head. "I want you to play with your titty," he told her. 

"No," she said firmly. 

"How about some nice pictures of a whip handle up your ass?" 

She knew Mike meant what he said. He was still angry about what she had done 
to him. She didn't think she could stand the pain of having that whip handle 
stuck up her asshole. She took the easier way and slid her hand over to 
caress her tit. Of course, she had touched her tits before. She had played 
with herself. But not in front of these three boys, and not while a camera 
was making pictures. 

"Play with your titty," Mike said. "Make yourself hot!" 

Mike sucked on her other tit for a few moments longer and then he moved 
away. His eyes were hot as she starting to feel empty. She didn't like the 
feeling. She wanted to close her legs together and stop the awful aching 
sensation. 

"Hot," she moaned. "I'm getting hot." 

He kept taking the pictures. She was squirming a little on the bed. There 
was a wet place beneath her ass where her pussy was dripping juice. 

"Play with your pussy," Ricky said. "You know you want to do it. Play with 
your mother-fucking pussy!" 

"I can't do that," she moaned. 

"Do what I fucking tell you, bitch!" Ricky shouted. 

Mike was holding one of the chains and she couldn't stand any more pain. She 
moved her hand down her belly and between her legs. She started gently 
stroking the outside of her cuntlips. Immediately, she knew that wasn't 
going to be enough. She badly wanted to stick her finger inside her cunt. 

She fought against the feelings for a long time. She kept her hand against 
her cunt but she wouldn't do anything else and they didn't make her. Finally 
she could stand it no longer and she fucked a finger into her cunt. It was 
not enough. She quickly slid another finger into her cunt. She left them 
still for a moment. 

Then she started moving her ass against her own fingers. She couldn't 
control herself. Her pussy was tightening up against her fingers just as if 
she had a cock in her cunt. She moved her fingers a little faster inside her 
cunt. 

"That's the fucking way," Mike groaned. "We're getting some great fucking 
pictures. That's the way!" 

Now almost her entire hand was buried in her cunt and she was fucking 
herself brutally. She didn't think about what she was doing in front of 
these boys. She didn't care. All she cared about was that it felt good. 

"That's the fucking way," Mike said. "Oh shit, she's going crazy." 

"I'm going to come!" she cried. "Oh shit, I'm going to fucking come. Oh 
fucking shit!" 

She started coming and it was almost as good as anything she'd had that 
evening. Her lush body rocked with pleasure. She shook until she thought 
she was going to tear the bed down. Her pussy juices soaked her fingers and 
she kept stabbing them inside her stretched cunt. 

"That makes my cock hard," Mike said. "I'm about ready to try for another 
piece of her ass." 

Carol's pussy was still sore and she didn't think she was ready for another 
cock at that moment. Ricky had other ideas, anyway. He walked over and 
retied her free hand. Now she was completely helpless again. He pulled down 
his trousers and started stroking his cock. 

"What are you doing?" she asked. 

"I'm going to give you a cum bath," Ricky said. "I want to make a really 
great picture." 

Somehow that idea seemed even more obscene than anything else he had done to 
her. She started twisting at her bonds but she already knew it as a futile 
effort. 

The other two boys got into the act. They both stood around and started 
stroking their cocks until she was staring at three big hard cocks, and she 
could feel their warm pre-cum already dripping on her body. 

Ricky's face was getting red as he jacked his cock faster. Suddenly he gave 
a groan and a white river of cum started splashing into Carol's face. He 
moved down so that his cock was spewing cum on her chin and down to her 
tits. She closed her eyes but that wasn't enough. She heard Mike yell and 
she could feel his cum spurting against her belly. His cum felt wet and hot 
and it was running through her pussy hairs and wetting the insides of her, 
thighs. 

There was one more guy. She opened her eyes and found Bill's cock looming 
near her face. His cum started spurting and again cum began hitting her in 
the face and running down her neck. Her body felt sticky and wet all over. 
She'd had a cum bath. 

"Fucking fantastic pictures," Mike said. "The guys at school are really 
going to love these." 

"You're not going to show them to anybody?" Carol asked. 

"Of course we are, baby," Ricky answered her. "That's what pictures are for. 
But don't worry. We won't excite any young man too badly. Besides, we can 
always offer them a piece of your ass!" 

She shuddered. She was beginning to believe that nothing was beyond Ricky's 
twisted mind. Nothing at all. 

Chapter Seven Carol Logan had been left naked and covered with cum all night 
long. It was cold and musty smelling in the old house. The teenager wasn't 
sure how much more of this she could take. She had always been a good girl, 
and it wasn't fair how they were treating her. 

She slept pretty soundly. She awakened the next morning hungry. She figured 
the schedule would be the same. She thought that she wouldn't see anyone for 
a long while, at least until the afternoon when the boys got out of school. 

She was surprised when she heard footsteps and doors slamming downstairs. A 
few moments later the door to her bedroom opened and June Cramer, Ricky's 
mother, came in. 

She took a long look at Carol and swallowed nervously. She came closer to 
the bed. June was dressed as if she were going for a tennis lesson. She 
looked surprised at finding Carol like this. 

"Oh damn," June said softly. "I knew Ricky was up to something, but I never 
expected anything like this." 

The pretty redhead immediately started undoing Carol's hands and feet. She 
did look shocked at what had happened, butt there was a peculiar light in 
her eyes that Carol didn't like. 

"I don't know what's wrong with him," June said. "I don't know how he could 
be such an animal. I just don't know how he could do a horrible thing like 
this!" 

"He's sick," Carol said. "He's going to have to be locked up. Him and his 
friends." 

"I agree," June said. "I know he's my son-but this is really sick. I never 
dreamed he would do anything like this!" 

She got Carol untied and Carol swung her legs out of bed. It was the first 
time she had been able to stand and she felt like she was going to fall on 
her face. June put out a hand to steady her. 

"I'm going to help you dress and then we'll go over to my house," June said. 
"It will be better for you if you just get cleaned up a little. Then we can 
call the police or your parents. I promise you. I'm going to help you make 
Ricky pay for this." 

Carol looked toward the door and she gasped. Ricky was blocking the doorway. 
Mike and Bill were behind him. Carol's knees felt suddenly weak. She had 
never dreamed she could be so scared of somebody as she was of this young 
boy. 

"What the hell are you doing, Mother?" Ricky asked. 

"I'm doing what you should have done," June said. "Why aren't you in 
school?" 

"I was on my way but then I got to thinking that I wanted to skip today. I 
wanted a quick fuck. Those pictures I took made me hot last night." 

"I'm taking Carol over to the house and we're going to call the police," 
June said. "I think you're a sick person. I may be your mother, but you're 
still sick. 

"You're not taking her anywhere," Ricky said. 

"You get your ass out of the way," June demanded. 

Ricky didn't move. Instead, he held out his hand and there were dozens of 
black-and white photographs in his palm. June took a look at them and 
shuddered. Carol already knew what they were. 

So you're taking her to call the police," Ricky said. "Hey, everybody knows 
about Carol-or they will when the pictures get around. She's a hot piece of 
ass. It's obvious that she's enjoying what she's doing to herself." 

"Don't listen to them, Carol," June said. "We're leaving now." 

"No you're not, Mother. We still have to talk." 

"There's nothing to talk about," June said. 

"I think there is," Ricky said. "You see, you thought I didn't know that you 
and Dad were making some great fuck movies together. Dad likes to make 
movies of your fucking with other men. Carol saw one of them. I watched her. 
I've seen them all." 

"Oh no," June said softly. 

"You really loved making those movies," Ricky said. "I could tell. You 
really got excited making them." 

"Your father made me do it," June said. "I didn't want to. He wanted 
something to add excitement to our lives." 

"Ten fuck movies," Rick said. "A lot of men." 

"All right," June said. 

"Including Snow White's father," Ricky said, pointing at Carol. "Her father 
really got off sticking his cock in your asshole. I've showed my friends the 
movies. They loved them." 

"We're leaving now," June said nervously. 

Carol knew that Ricky wasn't going to allow his mother to leave. There was 
something sick about Ricky. Sometimes Carol could feel that same sickness in 
herself. It was happening to her now and she didn't know why. A burning 
excitement went through her pussy as she looked at Ricky's cruel face. 

June took Carol's hand and tried to pull her past Ricky. Ricky drew back his 
fist and hit June in the face. She looked surprised and then sick. She 
stepped back. Ricky looked at Carol and she quickly sat down on the bed. 

There was no fight left in Carol. 

"That's a good girl," Ricky said. "I only wish my mother would behave as 
well." 

"You hit me!" June gasped. "You hit your own mother." 

"I don't think of you as my mother right now," Ricky said. "I think of you 
as a gorgeous piece of ass." 

"Ricky," Carol said, shocked. "She's your mother." 

"Tie Carol down," Ricky said. "I don't want her interfering with what I've 
got in mind." 

It was obvious that June was now really frightened. She had raised some kind 
of monster for a son and there was nothing she could do about it. She 
started backing up. Her lip was cut a little but she didn't seem to notice. 

"I'm going to give you an opportunity to make up for coming over here," 
Ricky said. "I'm going to let you clean up Carol. I want you to clean the 
cum off her body everywhere." 

"All right," June said. "I'll do that." 

Mike and Bill were tying Carol down again. They both looked excited. Carol 
could see their swollen pricks pushing at their tight trousers. Carol could 
feel herself getting a little excited, although she still didn't know why. 
"I'll get a washrag," June said. 

"No," Ricky said. "You don't understand. I want you to clean the cum off 
with your tongue." 

"You're crazy," June said. 

"You're going to do it," Ricky said. "I'm going to make you do it. If you 
don't, I'm going to go over to the house and I'm going to take those 
videotapes out of the cabinet. I'm going to start sending them all over 
town. How about your big society friends? What are they going to say when 
they find out you've been fucking their husbands?" 

"You bastard!" Carol snapped. 

"Do it now," Ricky said. 

June hesitated a moment too long. Ricky attacked her again, and this time he 
kept hitting her until she started begging him to stop. She promised to do 
as he wanted. She looked a little sick as she walked over to the bed. 

Her face looked puffy as she bent over Carol. She licked her lips. Ricky 
pushed her onto the bed so that she was almost lying against Carol's body. 
Again she pushed out her pink tongue. 

"Lick it all up," Ricky said. "Lick her everywhere. She's got cum all over 
her body!" 

June started licking at Carol's neck. Carol wanted it to stop but she 
coudn't shake free to do anything about it. June's tongue was hot and wet as 
it moved around Carol's neck and then up to her face. 

"I'm sorry, honey," June said softly. "They're making me do this. It 
wouldn't do any good to fight them." 

Carol knew what she was saying was true. There was no sense in trying to 
fight. June's tongue was licking at the dried-cum on Carol's pretty face. 
That pink tongue moved all over Carol's face until Carol felt as if she had 
been given a tongue bath. A couple of times June's lips lingered at Carol's 
lips. It wasn't that bad. June's lips were very soft and it wasn't like the 
rough kiss of a man. 

"Shit, she's doing it," Mike said. "She's fucking doing it!" 

Carol's tongue moved across her own lips as she started feeling a little 
nervous. June was running her tongue down Carol's body. That wet tongue was 
playing around the top of Carol's tits. A second later, June's tongue 
touched one nipple. Her lips quickly moved on as she began licking all over 
Carol's tits. Her tongue slipped into the crevice between Carol's tits. June 
was really getting into it. Her tongue was licking away all of the congealed 
cum. 

June moved her lips to Carol's other tit. Her tongue wouldn't stop playing 
around the tit-flesh. Carol could feel her tits starting to get a little hot 
and achy. 

"Oh shit, this is something else," Mike said. "I've never seen anything like 
this!" 

June's tongue had moved all over both of Carol's tits until they were both 
glistening with her spit. June had all of the cum licked off but she-still 
wasn't stopping. 

Carol groaned as June's lips slipped back up to her nipple. Carol expected 
it now when June sucked her hard nipple into her mouth. 

"She's sucking that tit now," Bill said. "Oh shit, I'm getting hard just 
watching this!" 

Ricky moved closer to the bed. June flinched when Ricky's hand first 
touched her shoulder. His hand caressed her shoulder for a moment and then 
slipped around to her tit. He squeezed one of her tits through her tennis 
out-fit. 

"What are you doing?" June asked. 

"Something I've always wanted to do," Ricky said. "Something I've dreamed 
about doing since I first saw you. Oh shit, baby. You don't know how long 
I've dreamed of playing with my own mother's tits." 

June tried to move away from his grasping hand. She really did look upset 
that her son was caressing her tits. He gripped her tit hard and put his 
other hand behind her neck. 

"You just keep sucking Carol's tits and playing with her," Ricky told her. 
"It's something you're enjoying." 

June stopped struggling. Her head went down again. She started sucking at 
one of Carol's nipples. Her tongue moved back and forth over the rigid 
nipple. Carol could feel the fire growing inside her again. She knew it was 
sick, but she couldn't help herself. She wanted to clamp her legs together 
again. Her pussy juices were flowing. 

June kept moving her lips from one hot tit to the other. Her teeth started 
pulling at the creamy tit-flesh. She rubbed across the nipple with her 
tongue and Carol gasped. 

"She's really enjoying that," Mike said. "Suck her tits good, June. Make her 
hot all over!" 

June was making loud sucking noises. Her lips opened wider and she seemed to 
be trying to suck almost all of Carol's tit into her mouth. 

Ricky's hand was still caressing his mother's tit. Finally, he stopped 
caressing her tit and June seemed to relax. But Ricky wasn't stop-ping 
there. He slid his hand up to the top button on June's tennis outfit. This 
time June did jerk away. 

"You can't do that," she whispered. "I'm your mother. Please don't do that." 

"Get your fucking head down and suck," Ricky yelled. 

"Damn you," June said. "Damn you, damn you!" 

Her head was down again and she started sucking Carol's tit once more as 
Ricky undid the buttons on her tennis outfit. The outfit buttoned down the 
front and he got all of them undone. He pulled the top open and his mother's 
naked tits popped free. He slipped his hand over one rounded tit. 

"Real nice," Ricky said. "You've got real nice tits, Mother!" 

Ricky's hand played at her nipple and Carol could see her nipple getting 
rigid. Carol also felt June's mouth getting wilder on her tit. Finally, June 
was moving away from her tits and down her body. She was moving her tongue 
over Carol's trembling belly. She was licking all of the dried cum up. 

"Oh damn," Carol moaned. "This is sick. 

We shouldn't be doing this at all. This is so sick!" 

Nobody was listening to her. June's tongue was moving closer to Carol's 
pussy hairs and Carol knew what was going to happen. She wasn't surprised 
when June started sucking at her silken cunt hairs. 

"That's right, Mother," Ricky said. "That's the fucking way! You're doing 
really good. Get down there and suck on that cunt. Make the bitch hot!" 

June moved around. Her tongue started licking between Carol's thighs. Carol 
kept shivering as she realized that June's tongue was getting closer to her 
cunt gash. 

Carol thought she was going to be sick with shame. It wasn't fair. This was 
wrong and she shouldn't have been feeling anything at all. But there was a 
sweet fire running through her pussy as June's tongue got even closer. 

"That's right, Mother," Ricky said. "Kiss her cunt. Kiss her fucking cunt!" 

June moved all the way up between Carol's thighs. Her tongue brushed against 
Carol's cuntlips and Carol shivered. That pink tongue snaked between her 
cuntlips and she gave a little cry. 

Ricky had stepped away from the bed. He was undressing. His mother turned 
her head and looked at him. Her face grew pale as she caught sight of his 
big prick bulging in his underwear. 

"Don't do this to me, please," she begged. "I'm your mother. I don't think 
this is right." 

"Just keep quiet and suck cunt," Ricky said. 

Ricky pulled his shorts down his legs. Carol didn't think the youth's cock 
had ever been so hard. Carol gasped as June put her face back between 
Carol's thighs. Ricky started tugging off June's tennis outfit. He got it 
off and kicked it aside. He put his hand underneath June's panties and 
caressed her asscheeks. 

"Do you remember that one movie where the guy gave it to you in the asshole, 
Mother?" Ricky said. "That turned me on. I'm going to try that!" 

Ricky was already pulling down her panties. There didn't seem to be enough 
strength left in June to struggle. She was relaxed as her son threw her 
panties on the floor. He stepped forward and started rubbing his prick 
against her ass. 

"You've got a beautiful ass, Mother," Ricky groaned. "Your ass is so fucking 
beautiful!" 

Ricky wrapped his fingers around his cock and guided the swollen cockhead up 
against his mother's asshole. He moved slowly, but June's body jerked as he 
started fucking his cock into her ass. 

"She's your mother!" Carol cried. "Do it to me. You know you want to do it 
to me. Not your mother." 

"I've always wanted to fuck my mother's ass," he said. 

It was already to late to stop him. He shoved forward again and his huge 
prick fucked all the way inside his mother's tight asshole. June's tongue 
licked deep into Carol's cunt and made her gasp. 

"She's tight," Ricky groaned. "Oh, I've dreamed about this for so fucking 
long. Her ass is so fucking tight!" 

Ricky began to fuck his mother's asshole. It drove June crazy. Her tongue 
had been just sliding in and out of Carol's cunt as if she wasn't really 
interested. Now her tongue started moving around quickly inside Carol's 
cunt. She was touching all of Carol's cunt-flesh. It was as if she couldn't 
get enough pussy. 

"I can't believe I'm fucking my mother in the asshole," Ricky groaned. "Oh 
shit, it's what I've always dreamed about doing." 

"Give it to her, Ricky," Mike groaned. "Fuck her good. Fuck her big ass 
off!" 

Ricky began slamming his cock into his mother's asshole. His big balls made 
slapping noises each time he fucked in. His swollen cock was easily fucking 
into his mother's ass and Carol knew that it was true that this wasn't the 
first time June had been fucked in the ass. 

"Shake your ass for me, Mother," Ricky demanded. "Move your big sweet ass. 
Fuck me back!" 

Carol began to understand that this was something that June had been 
fighting all along. Now June gave in to it. She began to ram her ass back 
against his prick as hard as she could. At the same time her tongue really 
began to go crazy on Carol's pussy. 

June's tongue slid around Carol's clit and Carol moaned. Her tongue started 
rubbing at the hard bud. Then she was slowly sucking the girl's clit between 
her lips and chewing on it. Carol had never felt such excitement and it made 
her cunt drool. She began lifting her ass a little higher as she fucked her 
pussy against June's sucking mouth. 

"Oh, that does feel good," Carol moaned. 

"Oh shit, you don't know how good that makes me feel!" 

Carol's pussy juices were running down the insides of her thighs. June 
released her clit and started fucking her tongue in and out of Carol's cunt. 
Her tongue was stabbing into Carol's cunt quickly and Carol couldn't 
control the heated movements of her body. 

"Oh shit," Carol moaned. "You're making me come! You're going to make me 
fucking come." 

Carol's body began twisting and jerking and a flood of cunt juices poured 
down her thighs. June didn't seem to mind. The aroma and taste of Carol's 
pussy juices seemed to turn June on even more. She began sucking even harder 
and started making swallowing sounds. 

"You are a bitch, Mother," Ricky groaned. "Your hot ass feels so fucking 
good. I know you know how to swing your ass even more. Shake that big 
fucking ass!" 

June began fucking her ass back onto his swollen cock as hard as she could. 
Her body shook with each fuck-thrust. Now she was climbing up on her hands 
and knees and she put a hand between her legs. She started playing with her 
pussy as her son fucked her ass harder and harder. 

"You bastard," Joan groaned. "You mother-fucking bastard!" 

"That's what I'm doing, all right," Ricky grinned. "I'm fucking my mother. I 
am a mother-fucker!" 

He seemed to be really loving what was going on. Carol watched his brutish 
face and she wondered how he could be that much of an animal. At the same 
time, she wondered how she could be so much of an animal. She had been doing 
some sick things. . "Oh, mother-fucking shit," Ricky groaned. "Oh, shit, I'm 
going to blow my fucking wad. Oh, mother-fucking shit. Oh shiiit!" 

June pushed her ass back against him hard and started jerking with pleasure. 
Carol knew he was pouring his cum into his mother's asshole. He pulled back 
and gave her one last brutal fuck-thrust and his entire body seemed to 
relax. 

"Oh, Mother," he groaned. "I love fucking your hot ass!" 

"You bastard," she whispered. 

June may have cursed her son but it was obvious that she was still turned 
on. Her fingers were still fucking roughly into her own cunt-hole. 

"That's such a waste," Mike said. 

"Especially when I have a prick that's hard as rock. I think I'll fuck your 
mother, Ricky." 

"Help yourself," Ricky said. 

There was nothing June could say as Mike rolled her onto her back right 
beside Carol. Carol could see Mike and Bill both tearing off their clothes. 
Both their cocks were hard as rock. They both jumped on the bed at the same 
time. 

Bill landed on top of Carol. His swollen prick slashed up into her wet 
fuck-hole with one easy thrust. Carol gasped as she felt how deep his cock 
was inside her pussy. She heard a gasp beside her and she turned to look at 
June's face. Evidently June was feeling the same way. 

"Oh shit," Mike groaned. "Your mom's cunt is tight. She's so fucking tight. 
I'm going to fuck her silly!" 

It was so strange for Carol to be so roughly fucked while she was lying next 
to another woman who was being fucked in the same way. It was perverse and 
exciting. Carol found herself responding by lifting her ass for Bill's hard 
fuck-strokes. 

"Oh fuck," Mike said. "I'm already turned on so much that I don't know if I 
can wait!" 

June was moving her ass in wild pleasure. 

She bit Mike's shoulder while she begged him to last a little longer. The 
smell of fucking was strong in the room. Carol turned her head to watch June 
even though she knew she shouldn't. June's body was already jerking with the 
pleasure she was feeling. 

"Give it to me harder!" June cried. "Oh yes, I love it. Fuck me really 
hard!" 

Mike began fucking June as hard as he could. His body jerked with every hard 
fuck-thrust. At the same time, Bill seemed to go crazy. His cock was already 
big inside Carol and now he was fucking her as if she were the first piece 
of ass he'd ever had. 

"Oh fuck," Bill groaned. "Oh shit and fuck. This is good. Her pussy is so 
good. I can't wait another minute. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuuuuuck!" 

He fucked Carol as hard as he could and she felt his prick jerking inside 
her. He kept ramming her pussy as he emptied out his hot jism. She felt 
full of his jism. She had a warm glow in her pussy as she turned her head to 
look at June again. 

"I can't wait any longer," Mike grunted. "Oh shit, I can't wait. I'm going 
to come. I'm fucking coming. Oh shiiit!" 

"Now," June cried. "I'm coming with you Oh yes, it does feel good. I love 
your big cock. Fuck me!" 

Carol watched both their bodies jerking as if they were being burned by an 
unseen fire. Mike took his prick out of June's cunt at the last moment and 
let his hot jism shoot all over June's quivering belly. June was sobbing 
softly as the last of her violent spasms shook her body. She finally 
started pushing Mike away and he went willingly. All of them looked a little 
sheepish as the boys started dressing. Finally June started picking up her 
clothes. 

"What about me?" Carol asked. 

"I'm sorry, honey," June answered. "I can't let you go now. Not just yet. 
I'll have to see what Ricky's father has to say." 

"If I let you tell him," Ricky said. "I may just decide I want to keep you 
silent about all of this." 

June nodded. 

Carol knew her last hope was gone. She didn't know what was going to happen 
to her. 

Chapter Eight At least, June wasn't as cruel as Ricky had been. June had 
allowed Carol to get up and bathe while she was there. She had let Carol 
dress in some old baggy pants and a sweater and had given her something to 
eat. Unfortunately, Carol had to be tied back down again. 

"I'll do something," June promised. "I don't know what-but there has to be 
something." 

Carol was left alone again. She spent the rest of the day in the silence of 
the old house and she was beginning to wonder if she was ever going to 
escape. She was sure her parents had to be scared to death about what had 
become of her. She was scared, herself. She had seen how cruel Ricky could 
be and that frightened her to the point of hysteria. He might decide to get 
rid of her when he was done with her-in a permanent fashion. 

She was getting used to listening for the sounds of footsteps, and she 
finally heard footsteps that evening. She waited silently while those 
footsteps came toward her. The door opened. She had expected Ricky or one of 
the other boys. Instead, a tall man walked into the room. It took her a 
moment before she recognized Sam Cramer, Ricky's father. 

"Hello, Carol," he said. 

"Mr. Cramer! You've come to set me free." "I've come to talk," Sam said. 

All of her life she had always been a little afraid of Sam Cramer. He had 
always been the type of person that everything had come easily to. He had 
money, good looks, charm, and an important position. He was tall and built 
like a linebacker and there weren't many people w would argue with him. 

He was a man who always got what he wanted. 

That was one of the reasons she had never let him drive her home. She had 
seen that look in his eyes a few times and she had realized that he lusted 
after her. She wasn't sure she could say no to a man like that. 

"Had a hard time, Carol?" Sam asked. "Yes sir," she said. 

'Sam came over and sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked a little 
sympathetic and she began to get her hopes up again. Ricky wouldn't knock 
this man around. Sam would do as he wanted. 

"My wife is very upset that she's been fucked by her own son, but that 
doesn't matter. We can straighten that out. The problem is you. We can't 
have you spreading it all over town that our family is sick. We couldn't 
allow that, could we?" 

"I don't understand," she said. 

"It's very simple. What would you do if we let you go now? You'd go straight 
to your father and you'd tell him everything. You've been brutally abused by 
three young men. You've even had a fuck session with my wife involved. It 
would lead to a lot of vicious gossip." 

"And your son would be arrested," Carol said. "And that's what I want more 
than anything right now. I want him arrested and put away so he won't hurt 
anyone else." 

"It won't work, Carol," Sam said. "My son's been away at boarding camp for a 
month. Nobody saw him around here. He couldn't have possibly had anything to 
do with this." 

"That's a damn lie," she said. "All of his friends at school have seen him. 
You couldn't get away with that." 

"I can and I will," he said. "You'll look like a laughing stock with hot 
panties. It wouldn't do you any good to do those things. But I have a much 
better idea." 

"What's that?" 

"What's the one thing you want most out of life right now?" he asked. 

"I don't understand," she said uneasily. 

"Sure, you do. You want to be married. You want to have money and fast cars. 
You want a big house in this section. Well, all that can be arranged." 

"It can?" she asked. 

"Sure it can. You know my son Earl who is away right now. He'll be back 
soon. I want to, set him up in business and I want a good wife for him. He'd 
be a good husband. You two should get along because you'll give him fine 
pussy and he'll give you all the things you've always wanted. It's either 
that or all those other things we talked about." 

She couldn't believe he was serious. He was trying to buy her and using his 
other son as a bribe. She remembered Earl. He was built like Sam Cramer and 
just as good looking. He could have had any girl he wanted for marriage. 

"Why would Earl go along with this?" Carol asked suspiciously. 

"Earl will do it for the family," Sam said. "He's not going to be unhappy 
about marriage to you. He still gets to fuck any girl he wants. So don't 
worry about it." 

It was not what she wanted exactly. It was not her romantic dream of a good 
love relationship. But she knew he was right. If they set her free, she 
would tell some awful stories and pretty soon it would almost seem as if she 
were the guilty party instead of those young boys. She knew she had no real 
choice. 

"How do I know you'll do it?" she asked. 

"I can have Earl here in two days. You can stay at our house until then. You 
can tell our father that you eloped and you're sorry for all the pain you 
put him through. Then we'll buy the old Richardson house for you two to set 
up housekeeping." 

She gasped. The Richardson house was practically a mansion. It would give 
her everything she wanted. She knew she wasn't going to turn him down. She 
wasn't stupid. 

"All right," she agreed. 

"That's a wise thing to do," he said. 

He bent down and kissed her mouth. His lips were hot and hard and she tasted 
the hunger there. She moved her head away. She somehow didn't feel like it 
was right to be kissing her father-in-law. He put his hand under her chin 
and turned her face back up toward his. 

"You're going to be a member of my family so there's something you should 
know," Sam said. "I run things. I take what I want when I want it. All the 
Cramer men are the same way. If Earl wants a piece of ass while you're at 
church then you'd just better pull up your skirt and flop over a pew and 
give him what he wants. Otherwise, he'll beat the shit out of you. I'm the 
same way. So don't fight me, bitch. Don't ever fight me." 

"But I'm going to be your daughter-in-law," she protested. 

"Then I'm going to have me a little fuck to seal the bargain," he said with 
an evil smile. 

She shivered as he kissed her again. She could feel the power in this man. 
He didn't need ropes to tie her down and she knew it. He could just command 
and she would be his willing fuck-slave. 

He kissed her again. This time she kept her face there and she tasted his 
tongue probing at her mouth. She opened her mouth and let him stab his 
tongue deep into her throat. She started pushing her tongue- back against 
his. She didn't know what was wrong with her but she knew she wasn't going 
to fight. 

He reached up and untied the ropes that held her. He then moved onto the bed 
with her completely. She had a chance to escape but she didn't move. She had 
made a bargain with the devil and she was determined to keep it. 

He started tugging up her sweater until it was up to her neck. He revealed 
her creamy tits and she heard him whistle. He moved his hand up to touch one 
of them. His fingers were gentle and they stroked her tit-flesh until her 
skin was feeling itchy. 

"Earl's going to like you, Sam said. "Earl likes a woman with a big pair of 
tits." Sam bent down and kissed at one of her nippies softly and then pushed 
his tongue against the quivering bud. She shuddered again. His mouth opened 
and he was sucking her nipple into his mouth. He held her nipple on his 
tongue and let his teeth scrape against it. 

"You are making me crazy," she whispered. 

"That's the general idea, baby." 

He opened his mouth and he began to suck at her tit-flesh. He was sucking a 
lot of her tit-flesh inside his mouth. She didn't know how he could take so 
much. More than half her tit had gone into his mouth and he was sucking for 
more. She kept feeling his tongue brushing around her fiery nipple. 

He spit her tit out and then moved his hungry mouth to her other tit. He bit 
down gently and she squealed with pleasure. He started rolling her nipple 
beneath his tongue. Her heart pounded a little faster as she began to get 
excited. 

Sam's hand slipped down the front of her body and into the front of her 
baggy pants. His hand moved around her cunt hairs and she shivered. His 
finger moved around her cunt mound. He stroked her cuntlips gently and then 
pushed a finger inside her cunt. 

"That does feel nice," Carol moaned. 

"Ricky told me you were a hot piece of ass," he said. "I'm going to find out 
how hot you are!" 

His finger moved around until he was rubbing her clit. Each time his finger 
brushed against her throbbing clit, it sent another quick shiver through her 
body. She found herself pushing against his finger a little harder. 

"Oh yeah, baby," he said softly. "You like that, don't you? I can tell you 
fucking like that!" 

He fucked another finger into her cunt. He kept pushing his fingers in and 
out of her cunt, finger-fucking her. Carol could feel her pussy juices 
running out of her cunt and wetting the insides of her thighs. She started 
pushing her cunt against his fingers a little faster. 

"That is nice," she sobbed, deep in her throat. "Oh yes, that is nice. You 
know how to make me feel good. So good all over." 

He took his fingers out of her cunt. He undid her pants and rolled them 
down her legs. This time she didn't mind when he took her pants off and 
dropped them on the floor. He slid a hand up between her legs again. His 
fingers started stroking her cuntlips. She spread her legs a little wider. 
She jerked as he fucked all four fingers deep into her wet pussy. 

He made her feel shiverish all over as he started fucking her cunt with his 
four fingers. His fingers seemed to be touching all parts of ' her cunt. He 
knew just how to rub her pussy to make her feel hot and aching all over. 

"So nice," she groaned. "Oh yes, you are making me feel so nice. You really 
know how to make me feel good!" 

He began sucking at her tit again while his fingers still fucked so brutally 
inside her cunt. She had started lifting her ass up as high as she could. 
She was taking his fingers deep inside her pussy. She kept squeezing her 
cunt walls together and that seemed to excite her even more. 

"So good," she moaned. "You're making me feel so good!" 

He stopped and took his fingers out of her cunt. He moved his hot tongue 
down her body. His face pressed against her cunt mound. He licked at her 
plump cuntlips. 

"Eat me," she said softly. "That's what I want. Eat my hot pussy!" 

He spread her legs apart widely and he started pushing his tongue between 
her cuntlips. He kept fucking his tongue in and out as fast as he could. His 
tongue was rubbing against her clit and she thought she was going to go out 
of her mind. Her body was shaking as she opened and closed her legs. 

"So crazy," she whispered. "You're making me so hot and crazy. So crazy all 
over!" 

He licked her cunt for a long while. He was tasting her cunt juices. He knew 
when she was getting close to coming and he suddenly pulled away. He licked 
the insides of her thighs. He moved his face away. 

"Eat me some more," she whispered. "That feels so good. Don't stop now, 
baby!" 

He moved up her body and kissed her mouth. She opened her lips willingly and 
started sucking at his tongue. He moved his tongue in and out of her mouth 
for a few moments. She could feel those wet shivers going through her body. 
She sucked harder at his tongue. He was really getting her hot. 

He took her hand and pressed it against his cock-bulge. His prick felt too 
big to be real. It was trying to burst out of his trousers. She traced the 
length of his huge cock with her fingertips. She found his zipper and pulled 
it down. 

She slid her hand inside his trousers. She slipped her hand inside his 
shorts and found his swollen prick. She curled her fingers around the 
cockshaft and started edging his hard cock out of his trousers. 

"Take my fucking trousers off," he groaned. 

Carol took her hand out of his trousers and quickly started undoing his 
belt. She got it undone and then slipped his trousers down on-to his thighs. 
Very quickly she pulled his shorts down and freed his, huge cock. His prick 
was colossal, throbbing against her fingers. She slid her hand down to his 
hairy balls and he groaned softly. 

He got off the bed and quickly stepped out of the rest of his clothes. His 
body was well built and powerful looking. She let her eyes go down to his 
thick cock. She licked her lips nervously. His fucker looked twice as big 
as it had felt. He moved to the bed again and she reached out and gripped 
his cocklance. 

Her fingers tightened around- his swollen prickmeat. She moved her hand up 
and down. She tugged him into the bed with her. She fell back and spread her 
legs open widely. He started licking at one of her nipples. 

"You're making me feel so hot all over," she whispered. 

He sucked more of her tit-flesh into his mouth. He bit her a little and she 
gasped. His hand was back between her legs, stroking her pussy until she 
thought she had fire burning in her cunt. 

"I need your big cock," she murmured. "I need your big cock inside me now." 

He sucked her tit for a few moments longer. Then he slowly moved over her 
body. He moved forward until his big cock was pressed solidly against her 
wet cunthole. She pushed her ass up and felt his cockhead snug against her 
pussy hole. 

"Put it in me," she begged. "I need it now. Fuck me with your big cock. Fuck 
me good!" 

His hands slipped underneath her and he lifted up her ass. He stabbed 
quickly and she felt his prick spreading her cuntlips apart. He gave another 
hard push and his cock fucked all the way inside her cunt. His prick filled 
her pussy completely. 

His hands slipped underneath her to grab her asscheeks. He lifted her up 
high as he began to ram his immense cock into her pussy. His huge 
prick-knob-was fucking all the way into her pussy guts. 

"You're fucking tight, baby," Sam said. "Ricky told me you were but I didn't 
believe him. You are fucking tight!" 

His fingers pulled her asscheeks apart and he started pushing a finger up 
into her asshole. He held his finger deep inside her ass while he fucked her 
pussy. 

She felt hot all over. She began lifting up her body so that she was rubbing 
her tits against his chest. She kept feeling her cunt juices soaking his 
cock, and he kept fucking her.. 

"So good," she moaned. "Oh shit, that makes me feel so good. Your cock's so 
fine." 

He fucked her harder and faster. His balls made loud sounds as they slapped 
her asscheeks. She started squeezing her cunt walls together as he rammed 
his prick into her. She was loving the feel of his giant cock fucking her 
pussy. 

"Fuck me harder!" she moaned savagely. "You're giving it to me good, but 
give it to me harder!" 

He was already fucking his cock into her as hard as he could. His cock was 
getting bigger inside her cunt. She knew he was right on the brink and she 
gave in to the feeling she loved. 

"I'm coming," she groaned. "Oh shit, I'm coming! Your fucking cock feels so 
fucking good. It's making me come. Oh shiiit!" 

The quick spasms tore through her pussy. She started shaking all over. His 
cock fucked into her cunt harder and deeper. The last few spasms shook her 
body and she started scraping her nails down Sam's broad back. 

"You fucking cunt," Sam groaned. "You fucking bitch. I'm going to blow my 
fucking wad. Oh fucking shiiit!" 

He gripped her asscheeks harder and he rammed his cock into her pussy one 
last time. His prick started violently exploding inside her cunt. His cum 
filled up her cunt and began leaking out around her pussy lips. She could 
feel his wet cum on her thighs. She kept moving her ass until she was sure 
she had drained out every drop of Sam's cum. 

Chapter Nine Nothing worked out quite like it had been planned. There was no 
story about an elopement. The police were told that Carol had simply run 
away from home. That was what Carol told her parents, although they were 
sure she had been with a man. And then Carol dropped the bomb that she was 
going to marry Earl Cramer. 

Carol wanted the big wedding. She wanted a wedding that would show all her 
friends that she had really gotten what she wanted out of life. 

Her parents were really happy that she was getting married to Earl even 
though they had not met him before. In fact, Earl didn't even get back in 
town until a day before the wedding. Sam had kept assuring Carol that Earl 
was going to show up. There was no question of Earl being willing. 

The evening before the wedding, Carol's parents finally got to meet Earl. He 
came over to the house and Carol found him really changed from what he had 
been. He was bigger and stronger. He looked more sure of himself. It was 
obvious what he was thinking about, because he was looking at her in a way 
that seemed to burn the clothes right off her. 

"So nice to meet you," Earl told her parents, and then he took her hand and 
led her out onto the porch. He didn't take her out to his car. Instead, he 
walked with her into a dark section of the yard. 

He grabbed her and kissed her hard. She felt like her breath had been taken 
away when he released her. His big hands moved down her back and cupped her 
asscheeks. 

"Please, Earl," she whispered. 

"It's been a long time, Carol, and I've been on the road for my father's 
company for a while. I need some pussy!" 

"We'll be married tomorrow night," she said. 

"I can't wait until the wedding," he said. "I need it now." 

"You can wait," she insisted. 

It was the wrong thing to say. She had forgotten what Sam had told her. 
Suddenly Earl's strong fingers were around her throat and he was squeezing 
her slender neck. 

"You dumb bitch," he said. "I'm not going to get married to you because I'm 
in love with you or anything. I'm going to get married because you've got a 
nice ass and I want it anytime. And I want it right fucking now." 

It was going to happen sooner or later, so she didn't figure there was any 
reason to make a big deal about it. She took his hand and led him over to 
the corner of the house. She wasn't really excited. It was a little cool 
outside and her body was shaking. 

He kissed her again as he leaned her against the house. His tongue was long 
and wet as it slid into her mouth. He kept moving it in and out of her mouth 
until she did feel the nervous sensations going through her body. 

"Take my cock out," he demanded. 

She reached down and found his zipper. She pulled it down and slid her hand 
inside the opening of his trousers. He wasn't wearing shorts. Her fingers 
wrapped around his swollen prickmeat and she pulled his cock out. 

He was pulling her skirt up around her waist. He slid a hand into her 
panties and started playing with her pussy. She was finding this hard to 
believe. It was going to happen where her mother and father might come out 
at any moment. He didn't care. He was like an animal, and he didn't give a 
damn about anything but fucking. 

"Slide those panties down, bitch!" 

"Do you want me to take off anything else?" 

"No, just your panties. I've got plenty of time to check out your body later 
on. Right now I just need some pussy!" 

She slipped her panties down her legs and kicked them off. He quickly pushed 
her against the side of the house. He unhooked his belt and pulled his 
trousers down. He pushed up between her legs. His prickhead brushed her 
cuntlips. She had to raise herself up and wrap her legs around his back. He 
pushed upward hard and his prick fucked all the way inside her cunt. 

"Oh shit, baby," he grunted. "This is what I fucking needed. Your cunt does 
feel good!" 

She realized now that Earl was even more of an animal than his father or his 
brothers-but she also realized that she was willing to do anything to get 
what she wanted. Maybe she was acting like a whore, but she would act like a 
whore every night to make a rich guy happy. 

"You fucking bitch," Earl groaned. "Your pussy feels fucking good. It makes 
me fucking crazy!" 

Earl began to fuck her pussy as hard as he could. He wasn't being gentle at 
all. She felt the rough wall of the house rubbing against her ass and it 
hurt. He didn't care about hurting her. All he cared about was getting his 
rocks off. 

"I'm going to love being married to you, bitch," Earl grunted. "You're a 
great fucking piece of ass." 

It was exciting her. She didn't want it to happen but it was making her hot. 
She found herself fucking back against his cock. It surprised even him. He 
stopped for a moment and then he laughed. 

"You like it, bitch," Earl said. "Oh shit, it's going to be fucking great 
being married to you. A woman who knows what her pussy and ass are for." 

Earl began fucking her harder and faster. She thought he was going to rip 
her pussy apart and she didn't care. Her juices were flooding her cunt and 
soaking his cock. She fucked her cunt on his prick almost as hard as he was 
fucking her. 

"Give it to me good," she moaned. "I love your fat cock. I love it inside 
me." 

She forgot about how much the wall was hurting her ass. She began to squeeze 
her cunt muscles as she rode his cock. She closed her eyes as the fire in 
her pussy began to grow. It was nice fucking like this. She would have 
fucked him upside down if he had wanted, but it was nice doing it standing 
up. 

"Oh fuck, I'm almost there," she whispered. "Oh damn, I don't know what's 
wrong with me but you're turning me on." 

"Move that hot ass, baby," he said. "Move your sweet hot ass. Move it!" 

He began fucking her a little faster and it suddenly didn't matter what was 
wrong with her. She was completely turned into an animal. At that moment all 
she cared about was fucking. 

"Your cock feels so good," she moaned. "Your cock feels so fucking damned 
good. 

You're making me crazy. I think. I'm going to come. Oh fuuuck!" 

She screamed with pleasure as the wild spasms of pleasure rocked her body 
again and again. Earl wasn't giving her any slack as he began pounding her 
cunt even harder. Some of his cum was dripping out inside. She fucked her 
cunt against him even harder. 

"Come in me," she whispered. "Shoot your fucking wad in me. Oh, fuck me, 
baby!" 

"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to give you all the cum you can 
take. All of it!" 

He started fucking his prick into her with all the violence he could manage. 
She felt as if she were being fucked to death. His prick dripped even more 
cum. Her pussy was getting coated with frothy juices. 

. 

"You mother-fucking bitch," he grunted. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm 
going to shoot my wad. I'm going to fill up your pussy with cum. Get ready, 
bitch." 

He stabbed up inside her cunt hard and his prick exploded a thick spurt of 
cum. His cum was running out of her pussy and wetting the insides of her 
thighs. She felt sticky with jism as he gave her a couple of hard 
fuck-thrusts. 

"You're going to be all right, baby," Earl told her. "You just keep that hot 
cunt warm until after the wedding. We'll have an even better time!" 

He pulled his prick out of her cunt and stuffed it away into his trousers. 
She put her panties in her pocket. She felt like she needed a shower and a 
month's rest. It was hard to believe that she had let him use her that way. 
She knew it was going to be the same way for the rest of her life. She was 
going to get all the material things she wanted, but she was going to have 
to put out like a whore. 

She thought about it all night and she was thinking about it the next 
morning in the dressing area of the big church. It was about fifteen 
minutes before her wedding and she was dressed in the old-fashioned wedding 
gown that had belonged to her mother. She was being helped by her mother 
and one of her many cousins. They were all in awe of her gorgeous looks and 
the fact that she was going to be married into the richest family in the 
valley. 

There was a knock on the door. Her mother opened it. She seemed to be 
arguing with someone outside. Finally the door was pushed open and Sam 
Cramer brushed past her. 

"I want to talk to my future daughter-in-law," Sam said. 

"She's still not ready," one of the cousins protested. 

"She looks beautiful to me," he said. "Now how about the rest of you running 
along? I want to talk to her alone." 

"This isn't right," Carol's mother said. "It's all right, Mother," Carol 
said. "I need to talk to him. Just go on." 

Her mother didn't like it very much but she finally shrugged her shoulders. 
She nodded to her cousins and everyone finally filed out of the room. Sam 
shut the door and turned back around to look at her. Sam's face was a little 
red and she knew he had been drinking. 

"What did you want to talk about?" Carol asked. 

"You're not acting happy," Sam said. "A girl should be completely happy on 
her wedding day." 

"I'm happy," Carol insisted. 

"Maybe this will make you happier," Sam said. He took a couple of tickets 
out of his pocket. "These are tickets for an airline. They will take you all 
the way to Paris. In the envelope there's a couple of thousand for spending 
money. Your honeymoon should be a lot of fun." 

She felt her heart begin to beat faster. She reached down and picked up the 
envelope. She looked through it and found that it did contain all of the 
money. She looked back at Sam. All of her dreams were coming true. It may 
not have been in the way she expected, but they were coming true. 

"I've already bought the house for when you get back," Sam said. "You'll 
find that I'm a man of my word." 

"Thank you, Sam," she said. 

"You're going to have to do better than that, honey," Sam said. 

"I don't know what you mean." 

"I've always had kind of a fantasy. I've always dreamed of a woman saying 
her vows to marry another man right after she's had my cock in her mouth. 
This is a chance for my dream to come true. 

"You're crazy!" 

"Am I? I don't think so. Why don't you get down on your knees? You don't 
have to take anything off to suck my cock. You won't even have to mess up 
your make-up much." 

"I couldn't do that. Not on my wedding day. 

"You're going to," Sam said. "You're going to suck my cock, baby, and you're 
going to do a good job. A really good job. I'm going to love it when you 
swallow my jism!" 

She saw that Sam meant exactly what he said. It was crazy, but he really 
wanted her to suck his prick. In fact, he was sure she was going to do it. 
He was a man who always got what he wanted. There was a flutter of 
excitement through her pussy. She remembered the first time his son had 
forced her to suck his cock. She remembered the excitement of it . . . and 
things hadn't changed with her. 

It seemed even more lewd to think about doing it on her wedding day to the 
father of the man she was about to marry. 

"You're a sick bastard," she said. 

"So I've been told. Get down on your knees." 

She went over and got a cushion off one of the couches. She brought it back 
and placed it right in front of him. She carefully arranged her wedding 
skirt as she got down on her knees in front of him. She was at eye level 
with his cock-bulge. 

She brought both hands up his legs and she could feel the muscular quality 
of his thighs. They were like iron. She ran her fingertips across them and 
also across his cock-bulge. His prick was already trying to break out of his 
trousers. 

"Is the door locked?" she asked. 

"It doesn't matter, cunt," he told her. "You're going to do what I want and 
it wouldn't matter if your parents were standing here watching you suck my 
cock." 

It wouldn't matter to him. She knew that. Her fingers kept tracing the 
outline of his cock through his trousers. Finally she slid her fingers up 
and found the tab of his zipper. She pulled it down slowly as if she were 
unwrapping a special wedding present. 

She realized she was really enjoying herself as she smelled the musky odor 
of his cock. Her hands were shaking with excitement. She slipped a hand 
into his trousers and touched his swollen prick. His pre-cum had already 
leaked against his shorts and left them wet. He groaned a little as her 
fingers traced his bulbous cockhead with light strokes. 

"Take it out," he groaned. "Take my fucking cock out. Right now!" 

She pulled her hand out of his trousers. She carefully unbuckled his belt 
and worked his trousers down to his knees. She then did the same with his 
shorts. She eased his shorts over his throbbing cock. She pushed his shorts 
and pants down around his knees and then moved her hands up to his cock 
again. 

She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and began stroking his 
balls with her other 'hand. He groaned and pushed his cock against her face. 
His pre-cum was dripping and she felt some of his wetness against her skin. 

Carol rubbed his cockhead against her face and across her lips. His cock was 
throbbing hotly. Each movement seemed to send another shudder through her 
body. 

She pushed out her tongue. She lightly stroked the end of his cock with her 
tongue. 

She lathered his cockhead with her spit. She tasted his salty pre-cum and 
then she swallowed some. She moved her tongue around to the piss slit in 
the cocktip. 

Pushing her tongue into the tiny piss hole, Carol could taste a little more 
of his jism. She moved her tongue around the ridge of his prick and down the 
side of his cock. She licked down to his balls and she could smell his musky 
odor getting stronger. She started licking at his balls until she had them 
both covered with her spit. She licked back up the soft underside of his 
prick. 

Her lips opened and she fastened her mouth around the head of his cock. She 
pulled her head back and let her teeth scrape his cockhead. He groaned and 
grabbed the back of her head. She could sense the excitement growing in his 
body, The young bride put her lips back on the head of his cock again. This 
time she started sucking his prick a little harder. She sucked his swollen 
cock-knob into the back of her throat. She kept sucking even when she 
thought she would gag. She didn't know why but she was somehow determined to 
get all of his cock inside her mouth. 

His cockhead was fucked deep into her throat. She held him there and she 
forced her throat to relax and it seemed his rubbery cockhead was going all 
the way down into her belly. 

"Oh shit," he said. "Nobody's ever sucked my cock this deep before. Oh shit, 
this is nice!" 

She kept Sam's cock deep in her throat for a few moments. Then she began to 
bob her head. She kept her teeth a little tight around his prick as she 
bobbed her head up and down. She was taking his swollen prick-knob as deep 
as she could with every movement. 

"You sweet fucking bitch," Sam groaned. "You fucking bitch. You're making me 
crazy. It feels fucking good!" 

He grabbed the back of her head hard. He started fucking his cock in between 
her tight lips. She was no longer sucking him. He was fucking her mouth, and 
she was enjoying it. She could feel her pussy burning beneath her hot 
wedding gown. Her face was getting flushed. It was as if she were getting 
drunk on the taste of his cock. 

"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned. 

He held onto her head as if he were afraid she was going to try and pull 
away at the last moment. There was no chance of that. She was hungry for the 
taste of his cum. She was sucking his cock as deep as she could at every 
stroke. She had already tasted more of his cum. Now she was tasting it at 
every thrust. 

"I'm going to cum, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my cum into your 
mouth and I want you to swallow it. I want you to swallow it all! Oh shit, 
baby. Shiiit!" 

He rammed her mouth hard and his prick started exploding jism into, her 
mouth. His cum spurted onto the roof of her mouth and then started dripping 
down her throat. She started swallowing deeply and his cum seemed to coat 
her belly. The salty flavor thrilled her. She loved cum. She kept swallowing 
and sucking until he could stand it no more and she had gotten every drop 
of his jism. 

"That's enough, baby," Sam groaned. "That's enough." 

He pushed her gently away. She got up and walked to her mirror. She took 
some Kleenex and carefully cleaned the cum off her lips and chin. She 
touched up her make-up again and it would have been hard to tell that she 
had just been sucking a cock. She saw Sam stuffing his wet prick back into 
his trousers. 

"You sure took good care of me, baby," he said. 

"There's only one problem," she smiled. "What's that?" 

"It made me hot. My pussy's burning. I need a cock real bad!" 

He looked at her and realized she was serious. He laughed out loud and 
walked over to the mirror. He slid his hands around her and fondled her 
swollen tits. 

"My son will give you all the fucking you need for the next two weeks," he 
said. "All you have to do is wait a little while longer. I'm sure he's going 
to thank me. You're going to be primed and ready for him." 

"I sure am," she agreed. 

Carol brushed a comb through her hair and she followed her future 
father-in-law out of the dressing room. It was time for her to get married. 
There was going to be plenty of time for fucking later on and she was sure 
that she would be getting all three of the Cramer cocks-Sam's, Ricky's, and 
her new husband's cocks. 


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