Chapter 7
Glenda was staning. She'd taken a long shower after Martha had left her. but she'd been so exhausted she couldn't find strength enough to do anthing else. She'd fallen back into bed and slept until she heard knocking at her door.
"Get dressed in these." Martha said, stepping into the room and putting some clothes on the bed. "Everything should fit."
"Are we going some place?" Glenda asked, eyeing the clothes nervously. "Someplace to eat. I hope."
"Oh." Martha said. "I'm sure you're going to get to eat something." Glenda wasn't sure she liked the way Martha said that.
Martha left Glenda to get dressed. It was quite an outfit and it made Glenda blush just to look at it. A pair of flimsy panties, a tight, short blue skirt with a frilly blue blouse to match. There was no bra. The outfit was complete when she'd put on the black garter belt, sheer hose, and high-heeled shoes, higher than she'd ever worn before.
After brushing her long red hair until it was shining, she gave herself a last glance in the mirror. She looked like an expensive whore. She could plainly see her big nipples through the flimsy blouse, and there was plenty of thigh showing.
"My goodness." Glenda said. "Surely he can't expect me to go out in public like mis?"
But mat was exactly what Nick expected. He was dressed and ready for her downstairs. He no longer looked like a country hick. He had traded his jeans for a conservative looking business suit.
Martha was sitting on the couch, and Glenda noticed that she wasn't dressed.
"Aren't you going?" Glenda asked.
"Oh no," Martha said. "This is your night. Enjoy yourself!"
There was something mocking in Martha's eyes. Something that made Glenda nervous. "Come on." Nick said, taking her arm. "We've got a lot to do."
Nick drove like a wild man and they reached the little country town in a half hour. It was Friday night and already there were a few couples waiting outside the movie house. Glenda recognized some of them as kids she'd gone to school with, and suddenly Glenda realized what was happening.
She had been in town once when Nick had brought a girl in on Friday night.
She remembered talking with her friends about how cheap the girl had looked, and how angry she had been that her date kept his eyes more on that girl than on herself. Glenda also remembered some stories that went around town about the girl. About how some boys had taken turns with her right in the back seat of a car parked on the street. "Let's get out." Nick said, opening her door for her. "I want to show you off."
"I suddenly don't feel so good." Glenda said. "Can't we just go back home? I'll show you a good time if we go back home."
"Get out." Nick said, his eyes going hard. "This is another part of your lesson. It's time you really started to learn your place."
Glenda nodded and slowly got out of the car. She was immediately aware of eyes turning toward her and she felt naked. She wondered what her father would think when he heard about this, and he would surely hear about it. People in a small town did a lot of talking.
"You were hungry." Nick said. "Let's go get something to eat."
They ate supper in the town's only cafe. Glenda found that she wasn't as hungry as she'd thought at first. She ate like a bird picking at her food. She blushed each time someone opened the door and walked in. "Cheer up." Nick said. "Smile a little. You look like you're in pain."
A tall, sandy-haired deputy came into the cafe. Glenda recognized him as Bobby Peterson. She had never liked him. He had been a couple of years ahead of her in school and he had constandy tried to paw her. Since he was big and kind of mean, no boy wanted to defend his girl's honor with Bobby around. "Hello. Nick." Bobby said. "I see you've got a new Utile playmate."
"New house help." Nick said, grinning.
"I could use a Uttle help like that myself." he said. Bobby leaned across the table and leered at her. "I never liked you much. You were always too good for the Ukes of me. Well you're not too good for me now." Glenda's eyes popped open wide as she felt his hand touching her leg.
"I could screw you right now." Bobby said. "Right here in the cafe. Nick would let me. You'd look good with your pretty bare ass banging against the table." He was making himself hard. His fingers played with the inner curve of her leg. and she could easily see the bulge growing in his uniform trousers. "Don't." Glenda said.
"You hear that. Nick." he said. "She's begging me not to play with her."
"I hear." Nick said. "She's still not very well trained for house help."
Glenda felt tears stinging at her eyes. How could they treat her this way? How could they treat her as if she were a piece of merchandise on display? And how could her father ever allow this to happen? Her father had known what was going to happen when he sent her to live with Nick.
She felt Bobby's probing fingers go higher up her thigh until he was almost touching her pubic mound.
She had to turn her eyes away from his leering face. She could still smell his hot beer bream very close to her cheek and she could feel his eyes burning holes in her thin blouse. "God. I'm getting hot." Bobby said. "I got to have a Utile piece of mis."
"All right" Nick said. "Let's take her over the the jailhouse."
The two men were helping her get to her feet. She felt sick and unsteady'. She could see people watching. Everyone seemed to be watching. She had friends outside on the sidewalk, but they all seemed to be looking somewhere else. Everyone knew what was going to happen.
Nick kept her elbow in his hand as he guided her across the street to the Utile green jailhouse. And then Glenda's heart fluttered because she saw her father standing there. Her father. He would not allow this to go on any more.
Nick seemed surprised to see him.
"smith." Nick said, tensing. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Mr. Brady." Glenda's father said weakly. "I didn't know you were coming in tonight. I was just going to catch a movie with the wife."
"Don't you think you'd be better off spending your time working on the farm?" Nick said. "You know, a Utile pussy from your daughter will only go a Utile ways."
Glenda's father turned red and flustered. Glenda almost felt sorry' for him. He had probably made up some stories in his mind about what Glenda was doing to enable him to keep his farm. It was hard for him to be faced with the truth.
"Well?" Nick asked. "Don't you think you'd better be getting on? The movie starts in five minutes and we sure as hell don't need you. We're about to take your daughter in the jailhouse and fuck the hell out of her." Glenda wanted her father to say something, anything. Instead he looked down at the ground with a humble expression on his tired face. "Yes. Mr. Brady." he said. "Oh Poppa." Glenda said.
He walked away with the sound of Bobby's taunting laugh still in his ears. The three of them watched until he met his wife in front of the movie house.
Glenda noticed that her mother was dressed in one of her two pretty dresses. Glenda had to admit that her mother was still pretty after years of work. "You know." Nick said. "Your mother has a pretty little ass on her. I never noticed it before. I might have to try some of that stuff out."
Glenda got mad as hell, and she turned on him quickly. She got two fingernails into his face and she clawed two bloody lines down the side of his cheek before he could stop her. Then Bobby had her arms from behind and Nick punched her in the stomach.
She felt weak and sick as Nick punched her again in the same place. She saw some angry faces in the onlookers but nobody wanted to interfere. They were too afraid of Nick and Bobby. "Bitch." Nick said. "I was just kidding but you're going to play right now. You're going to pay a prick price for that little temper." Nick told Bobby to take her inside, and that he had something to do.
Bobby was more than willing. Glenda was too hurt to offer any resistance as Bobby dragged her inside. He kicked the door shut and pulled her inside one of the musty smelling cells to a cot. "It ain't much." Bobby admitted, as he pushed her down on the cot. "but it's all we need."
Bobby sat down beside her. He put one hand on her knee and used his other hand to grasp the back of her head. He made her turn her face toward him as he kissed her hard on the mouth. She tried to keep her lips together as his tongue probed.
"Goddamn you." he said. "You're going to do like I want. You proud little cunt!"
He slapped her and kept slapping her until she was sobbing loudly. He pushed her down on her back and stretched out on top of her. She could feel his body pressing against her everywhere. "Now you kiss back you little cunt." he said. "Kiss me the way I always wanted you to when I saw you walking around school."
His mouth pressed hotly against hers and he gripped her leg tightly. This time she opened her mouth and she felt his tongue wiggling into her mouth. He drove his tongue deep into her throat and began to work it in and out like he was mouth-fucking her.
His hands went higher on her soft thighs until he was touching her panties.
"You little cunt" he said. "I wanted to fuck you so bad. I used to see your proud litde ass walking around school and I wanted to grab it but you were always too good to spread your virgin legs for me. Well, y going to spread urn now. you Utile cunt!"
His hand probed wickedly at her sensitive cuntlips and Glenda knew she was going to get it really rough mis time. There was nothing gende about Bobby. His hand somehow found a way through her garter belt and panties and touched her auburn nest. "Feels good." he said. "You've got a soft pussy. You're going to be fun to fuck!"
He kissed her again, this time his lips hard and demanding and he sucked her tongue into his own mouth. He bit her tongue until she was almost hurting.
His other hand touched her swollen titties and she felt it move to the top button of her blouse. She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers deftly undoing the buttons. He got the blouse undone and he pulled the tw halves apart.
She felt the cool air touching her bare skin and this time there was no material to keep his hand from her tit. "Aghhh. Jesus." he moaned. "I wanted to do this for so fucking long."
He fondled her as if she was a piece of merchandise. It was exacdy the way they had been treating her in the cafe. Like she was something he owned. His fingers were almost cruel as they touched her nipples. He moved his hand from one ripe tit to the other, his fingers exploring every deUcious inch of her. "God. you're nice." he groaned. "Such big titties. I love it."
He got up from the bed and quickly tore offhis uniform shirt and trousers. She could see his hard prick poking through his shorts. "Come on. sugar." he said. "I've got a Utde present for you."
She realized what he meant and she shook her head. She'd never done that. Hank and Nick had not made her do that. They had eaten her and fucked her but they had not made her suck their dicks. "Get the fuck over here." he said savagely.
She still didn't move and he came to her. He grabbed her by her hair and lifted her slightly. This time he hit her with his closed fist. She went backwards against the wall and she tasted a little blood. "Little bitch." he said. "You'd better rucking do as I say when I say it. or I'm going to break your ass. Now get the fuck over here." Something happened to Glenda. She didn't know why, but suddenly she felt weak and there was a hot warmth flowing through her body.
She told herself that it was sick, that she couldn't possibly get turned on by what was happening. And yet there was that familiar aching between her legs and that knot in her stomach. "Move you ass." he said. She knew that Bobby was taking out all his anger on her.
He was taking out his hostility on one of the girls who had treated him shabbily when he'd been in school. She moved like a zombie. He made her get up on her hands and knees and he pushed his cock into her face. "Kiss it. cunt." he ordered.
She felt sick as she kissed his male flesh. He grabbed the back of her head and made her open her mouth. Quickly he crammed his cockhead between her lips. "Now you do a good job." he said. "If you don't. I'm really going to get fucking pissed off."
His fingers tightened against the back of her head and she was forced to take more of his throbbing shaft between her lips. Actually, it was the thought of sucking his cock rather than doing it that was frightening. "Get it in your mouth, cunt." he said. "Swallow my rod. Show me you know how to give a good suck!"
She felt his savage rod being pushed into her throat until his cockhead was against the back of her throat and he could go no farther. She felt like she was going to suffocate. She had never felt like this before. "That's it. cunt." he said. "Now I'm going to show you what a good mouth-fucking feels like."
He kept his hands on the back of her head and he began to move his cock in and out. With each deep stroke he almost made her choke. "Feel my balls." he ordered. "Play with them, you little cock-sucking bitch!"
She ran her hands up his hairy thighs. She touched his shorts where his rod was poking out of the hole. She slipped her hand inside and found his heavy balls. "That's it." he said. "Now play with them, bitch. Play with mem and I'm going to fill your fucking mourn!"
She played with them as he began driving his cock faster and faster into her mouth. She tasted a little of his leaking fluid and she choked again. "Goddamn it." he said. "Suck it. Suck it harder!"
She was doing the best she could. She felt his fiery sword growing in her mouth with each stroke. She couldn't breathe and yet she still felt that warmth in her belly. It was like a part of her body was responding to his rough treatment while the rest of her was sick.
"Shit yeah." he said. "I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to give you my cum."
She suddenly realized that he really did intend to come in her mouth. She remembered the stickiness of Hank's cum hitting her face, and she remembered the taste of it still clinging to her lips long after. She wanted to taste his cum. She really wanted to. She wanted to have him come in her mouth. She wanted to feel that same salty stickiness filling her throat. God. it was sick but she wanted to. "I'm going to do it, baby," he yelled. "I'm going to blow your throat open. Here I come. Here I fucking come. Oh, you fucking bitch take it! Take my fucking CUMMMMMMM!"
He spilled into her mouth and she started swallowing quickly to keep from choking. She felt the warm liquid going down the back of her throat and she started sucking for more. She knew that he would really think her depraved but she simply had to. She seemed to need it.
Finally he quit coming and he pulled back from her.
Her eyes were sleepy and she could feel that tense knot in her belly as she looked up at him. "I need it," she said. "I need your big cock in my cunt. Fuck me."
"Jesus," he said softly.
He couldn't believe what he was hearing but he was going to waste no time. The proud little cunt had gotten hot sucking his dick, and now she wanted to be fucked.
"Christ." he said. "Let's get your clothes off. I want to see your body naked."
She helped him by lifting up off the couch. Between the two of them they had her naked except for her hose and garter belt in seconds. Bobby sighed as he looked down at her.
"Jeez, what a sweet looking cunt." he said. "What a piece of cunt. God. I'm getting hard again just looking at you."
She didn't care what he thought of her any longer. She only knew that she needed his big cock to fill the empty place between her legs.
She grabbed his stiff cock and pulled it back to her mouth. She gulped his prick in between her lips and used her tongue around the sensitive crown.
"Christ!" he yelled. In moments she could feel his rod growing straight and hard. She opened her mouth wider and sucked him deep into her throat. This time she found it wasn't as hard to do as it had been before. She was more relaxed and she could use her tongue on him. She knew she was getting him really hot again. That was what she wanted. She wanted to feel his big rod slamming into her pussy. She kept sucking him until he could stand it no longer, and he jerked his cock from between her lips. "I want to taste your honeypot." he said.
She leaned back and lifted her legs slightly so that her plump pink cunt could be easily visible to him. He smiled and looked hungry as he dropped to his knees before her. She felt his tongue dart into her fleshy cuntlips and she groaned. "Oh baby." she whispered.
He was eating her as she'd never been eaten before. Not even Martha had eaten her so well. He pushed his face as deep into her wet pussy as he could and he sucked at her like she was something precious and he needed to get as much as he could.
She grabbed the back of his head and held on tightly as he began sucking her clit. He worked on her sensitive bud with both his teeth and tongue, and he was driving her out of her mind with the need for his cock.
"I want you to fuck me." she groaned. "I need your big cock in my pussy."
His face left her cunt and she felt the weight of his body on top of her. She spread apart her thighs wide as she felt his prick-head nudging her. "Fuck me." she groaned. "Put that big thing in me and fuck the hell out of me. Give it to me good. My pussy's so hot. I'm so hot. Fuck me hard!"
"I'm going to give it to you. baby." he said. "I'm going to come right out your mourn."
"Oh yes," she cried. "That's the way I want it. That's what I want."
He pushed until just his cockhead was inside her sensitive cuntlips. She was too impatient for him to play games like that. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back. Her ass came off the bed and she sucked his cock right up into her hungry pussy.
"Ohhhhh yesssss!" she wailed. "I love it. I love your big fucking cock. Give it to me! Give it to me good!"
Bobby hardly knew what to make of the wildcat he'd gotten hold of. He'd expected a shy. demure girl who'd fight him every step of the way. He had never expected to hear Glenda Smith begging for his cock like this. Damn, she felt so good and tight. It was good that she'd sucked the edge off his cock or he would be already coming. He could feel a lot of hot pressure in his balls. "Give it to me good!" she cried.
Her fingernails scratched at his back as she began moving under him. He couldn't help but fuck her as hard as she wanted. He began to drive his rod into her tight feeling cunt as if he could drive her right into the cot. "That's it!" she cried. "That's how I want it. Oh. give it to me like that. Like that. Ooooooh!"
Her legs tightened around his waist and he found her humping up to meet him as hard as he was thrusting. He could feel the heat going through his balls and up his cock. "Oh shit," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to put it right in your pussy. Oh fucking Christ Oh fuck, OFUCK.OFUCK.OFUCKAGHHHH!" She humped up again as she felt his liquid spilling into her cunt. She loved the hot feeling of his cum filling her and spilling from the sides of her cunt. "Oh God. yes." she groaned. "Give it to me. Fill me up with your come. Oh God. yes."
She kept thrusting up to meet him until she felt the trembling in his body stop. She could feel the knot in her stomach growing larger and threatening to explode. "Now it's my turn!" she screamed. "Oh. pound me a few minutes longer. Just a few minutes more. Oh. I'm coming. I'm coming. It feels so goooodddd!" She milked his cock for everything she could get as her juices soaked him. She kept grinding back and forth on his rod until he went limp. "Ummmm." she moaned softly. "That was fantastic."
She had really enjoyed his fucking and she had almost forgotten about Nick until she saw him standing there.
He had put a bandage over his scratched face and he looked mad as hell.
"Get your clothes on. cunt." he said. "I've prepared a little show for you."
"A show?" she asked. "What kind of show."
"Just get your fucking clothes on!"