Chapter 9
It was Kasem's turn next, and he was determined to be more gentle than Abdul.
Kasem and Said had been discussing the fact that they did not believe in taking as brutal an approach to their dealings with Sally as Abdul believed in. It wasn't that they believed in being super gentle. They felt that some brutality had to be brought to bear every now and then to keep her in line, but they felt that Abdul's brutality was often counterproductive, and that rather than making Sally a compatible sex partner, it instead caused her to freeze up. He could see that the one thing he had to do at that point was restore a little confidence to Sally. She was just too jumpy as a result of all that Abdul had done to her.
He reached out with his right hand and began to slide it against her snatch hairs. He touched her snatch hairs ever so softly, moving his fingers back and forth against them. He moved his fingers ever so slowly at the beginning. The longer that he kept up his twisting movements, the more thrust that he began to employ. His fingers began to skirt more spiritedly than before as they kept on manipulating against her snatch hairs. Back and forth his fingers kept on connecting. He worked them ever so smoothly until he could feel wetness beginning to surface in his lover's vagina.
"You're starting to get warm," he laughed.
"Yes, it's a very hot day," Sally chuckled.
"Is she getting wise?" Abdul snapped.
"No, she was just kidding," Said sought to calm down Abdul. "She's all right. Don't worry about it."
Abdul frowned, then shrugged his shoulders. He went back to watching the action that was developing.
"He's too gentle," Abdul said. "She needs to be shaken up some more. Like using the whip."
"Everything's going fine," Said asserted.
The hot winds became stiffer and the desert heat became more intense as Kasem kept on rotating his fingers against his lover's snatch hairs. He moved them back and forth a few more times, then began to slide his fingers inside her vagina. His fingers pushed and pumped back and forth as they maintained contact with her pink vaginal slit. The faster that Kasem stepped up his finger pace, the closer he could see he was moving Sally toward orgasm.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" Kasem asked.
"Yes, it feels just fine," she sighed. "Ahhh, I love the way your fingers are moving. They're moving very nicely. Just keep them moving. Ohhh, keep them plunging inside my pussy. Ahhh, I can feel the excitement through my whole body. It's such a good feeling. Ohhh, such a nice feeling. Ohhh, come on, keep it up. I'm gonna juice. Yes, I'm really gonna juice.
His fingers kept on moving stirringly, twisting and turning as they slid inside of her hot, pink slit. They made contact several more times with her labia, and her body twisted as much as it possibly could, given its confining circumstances. Even though she had scarcely any circulation in her legs and hands, she kept on lying there and moaning, receiving the quick, vigorous finger contact from her lover.
"Ahhh, I like it," Sally nodded. "You're gonna bring me off. Darling, you're gonna bring me off."
Sally could see that despite his faults, despite the fact that he, too, could be cruel, she was beginning to form a genuine feeling for Kasem. Particularly when he was capable of arousing her and bringing her to the heights as he was at that moment. His fingers kept on winding and twisting, making steady contact with her vagina. A few quick, stirring finger strokes later, the juices started to shoot from her mound. His fingers kept on twisting, probing skillfully, making their way inside of her mound as the juices shot from her organ.
"Ahhh, it feels so nice," she nodded. "I just love it. Ohhh, I'm shooting. Baby, ahhh, I'm shooting. You've made me juice with your finger strokes."
He removed his fingers from her wet, anxiety-ridden twat for a few moments. He let her rest momentarily, then decided that it would be a good idea to project his fingers once more inside of her wet, invigorated cunt. He would let his fingers probe stiffly inside her wet slit until the juices poured from her a second time. After that, he would be thinking more strongly about asserting his cock, of allowing it to grind and slide inside of her vagina.
"I'm gonna play with your cunt again," he laughed. "You just get ready, my darling. We're gonna really have fun. I'm gonna really push my fingers inside your slit. You're gonna like it. Ahhh, you're gonna like it."
He shoved his fingers forward, allowing them to make contact with her vagina. Back and forth his fingers twisted and turned, gliding superbly as they worked their way inside of her hot, moist twat. He could tell from the way that she was gasping that it wouldn't take long for her to juice this time. As a matter-of-fact, he knew that she would be juicing a lot more quickly than she had the first time around. So his fingers kept on moving, projecting ever so sharply and vigorously as they made contact again and again with her mound. He kept on gliding them, moving them with great vigor and earnestness as he pushed them inside of her hot snatch.
"Ohhh, keep your fingers moving," she said. "I like that. I like the way you're fingering me. Just keep it up. Ohhh, I like the way you're keeping it up."
He kept shoving his fingers against her mound.
Pretty soon the juices began to spray from her pussy. He removed his tongue from her nest, then looked down at his cock. It was dangling in his trousers. He knew that it needed some freedom. Kasem unzipped his trousers, watching as his dangling peter fell free, making its way out of his shorts and into the open. It felt good now that his long, proud stick was dangling out there in the bright desert sunshine. It made him all the more eager to launch into some quick, devastating cock action. He wanted to push and plunge with his hard, driving phallus. He wanted to assert it speedily inside of her mound until all of his juices popped.
He looked down at her moist, inviting pussy. He liked the way that the wetness shimmered in the bright sunlight. He rammed his long, nervous tool forward. In a matter of moments he was wielding it inside of her snatch. Back and forth he let his flaming peter stab with solid impact. Ever so repetitiously he pushed and plunged his long, hot tool, letting it continue to grind inside of her pussy.
Kasem kept up his quick plunges, driving his staff hard and fast inside of her, working his way ever nearer to the state of wild, exhilarating climax. He was all set to allow the juices to shoot from the end of his hard, spurting peter and into her pussy.
"Ahhh, I'm gonna keep it going," he said. "My long cock is gonna push inside of you. Ohhh, is it ever pushing. Damned, ohhh, do I ever feel the itchiness. What a feeling."
As she lay there helplessly tied to the pole, he kept blasting harder. Even though he was hurting her with his swift, torrid cock thrusts, she was reaching the point where she liked it. Yes, this man could dominate her and she could tolerate it. Even if she was tied to a pole and was standing there helplessly, sweating in the desert sun.
"Ahhh, my balls itch," he told her. "I really love fucking you. I really love pushing my tool inside you. This is a fuck. Damned, ohhh, this is a great fuck."
His hard, charging ramrod kept twisting and thrusting, moving at a bruising clip. He had a gleam in his eyes, the kind that one associates with sexual electricity and exhilaration. A few quick, stabbing cock thrusts later, the juices were all set to shoot from the end of his hard, aroused spear. He moved his cock forward a few more times, then heaved a loud gasp. The drops of his thick, white cream started to descend from the end of his long phallus, splashing into his lover's vagina.
"Ahhh, I'm in you," he sighed softly. "Baby, ahhh, the stuffs shooting out of there. What a feeling. What a glorious feeling."
He removed his cock from her, patted her on top of the head, then walked away. Kasem pointed and nodded toward his friend, Said, who in turn handed the bull whip over to Kasem. Kasem recognized that Said intentionally did not want to give the whip back to Abdul. He was afraid that if he did, the man's violent propensities would once again explode.
"I want to fuck you just like Kasem did," Said exclaimed.
Sally watched as Said reached down and unzipped his trousers. He pulled out his long, dark, ever so blistering cock. She observed the veins popping out of it, and she knew that soon he, too, would be dominating her. He would be driving his rifle-like cock deep inside of her pussy. He would be slamming it into the hilt, with very little, if any, mercy being demonstrated.
Once more, though, Sally inexplicably found herself actually anticipating these stabs. She was developing a certain liking for Said as well as Kasem. She kept looking down at his long, hard staff. She knew how proud he was of his hard phallus, and how determined he was to utilize it by allowing it to slam inside of her tight, helpless pussy until all of his juices exploded.
Since Said was the last of the three to fuck her cunt, she could see that he was a little more restless at the beginning. His eyes rolled with horny desire and his legs trembled as he pushed himself forward, driving his long, rotating cock toward her snatch.
"I'm gonna shove it in you," he said. "I'm gonna really push my dick inside of your pussy. I'm gonna keep slashing with it. I'm gonna fuck your mound. I'm gonna really grind with it. I'm gonna keep pushing it around inside of your pussy. I'm gonna fuck your snatch. Ahhh, yeah, I'm gonna really fuck your snatch. I'm gonna keep plunging with it. I'm gonna keep pushing it inside you. I'm gonna explode inside your snatch. I'm gonna really explode."
He burst into loud laughter, enjoying the prospects of driving his hard, savage cock deep inside of her.
He looked at her helpless body. She did not know if she could ever move again, since the circulation had been cut off in her hands and feet for such a long time. As she stood there, she watched him insert his cock inside of her vagina for the first time.
Sally was a little surprised over the gentleness of his initial penetration. He kept letting his flowing cock move forward. Back and forth he pushed and plunged with it, allowing his peter to work inside of her snatch.
"Ahhh, I like it," he said. "Don't worry, honey, I'm gonna warm up to it. I want to keep shoving it harder and faster. I'm gonna keep blasting with my hot dick until all of the juices shoot out of my peter."
His hard, flinging dick kept on making assertive contact with her snatch. The harder and faster that he tore with his blinding spear inside of her, the closer that he moved himself toward a wild orgasmic culmination. He kept on humping her, pushing and boasting with his cock, driving it spiritedly and superbly as he shoved himself that much nearer to the state of climax. The quicker that his hard, fiery dick asserted itself inside of her nest, the better the feeling that permeated throughout his body. He felt a tremendous sense of freedom knowing just how much he enjoyed all of those stiff, twisting cock strokes that he kept on asserting ever so briskly inside of her pussy.
"Ahhh, I'm about there," he said. "It's all gonna spray. Ahhh, what a feeling."
By then he was exercising his cock with knife-like anxiety. He kept on driving his tool ever deeper into her slit. He kept on stabbing and grinding with his hard, aroused peter. By then he was only a few strokes away. He shoved his cock back and forth a few more times, then got set to release his flaming droplets from the end of his erect dick.
"Ahhh, I'm gonna be there," he said. "Baby, ahhh, it's all gonna shoot out of me. It feels so nice. Ohhh, ahhh, it really does. It's all gonna spill from me. It's gonna spill so beautifully. Baby, ahhh, I'm there."
She felt his steady, knife-like, twisting thrusts inside of her pussy. She then could feel the thick droplets of his hot, intense orgasmic fluid as it kept spraying and splashing from the end of his cock and into her pussy.
"Ahhh, I'm in you," he said. "You're my helpless little sex slave. Yes, but I love every bit of it."
As Said removed his cock from her vagina, he reached down and untied the rope from her legs. He then reached up and undid her hands. She had to move ever so slowly at first. Her feet and hands had gone to sleep on her as a result of the circulation having been cut off.
She kicked back and forth with her feet several times, then finally was able to move. The men let her walk around a little while before taking her back into the house.