Chapter 6
The hardest blows come when you've softened yourself and stop expecting them. Lily Wharton heard Charlene's words, but she didn't believe them. Like all women who love the wrong men, Lily believed that she alone would be the one to change Billy Slade, to open his heart to love.
Where once she dreaded his return, because it meant rape and brutal sexual assault, she now longed for Billy to come back, now longed for his body to make love to her. She even obliged Fat Freddie and Neil Cassidy because she knew it made Billy happy. It was strange, but for the first time in her life she felt she belonged somewhere. Billy Slade was her man and Charlene was her best friend. She had stopped thinking of them as her captors-they were her family. And if it was a strange family, it was all the more comforting, for once Lily had been the only strange girl in town. When she heard footsteps on the stairway now her heart beat quicker. Billy was home!
"Hey baby!" the door to her room flew open and Billy stood there, a big smile on his face. "Your boy's home."
Lily ran to greet him, throwing her arms around his neck, almost knocking him over in her excitement. She nuzzled her face in his neck. "Oh, baby ... I missed you so much tonight!"
"Good, baby ... good ... uh, don't drool on the merchandise ..." He pushed her away gently. Billy didn't like anyone getting too close. This chick was getting to be a real clinging vine.
"I used to have to tie you up to keep you here," he said. "What the hell's happened. I'm gonna tie you up to keep you away from me."
She looked hurt and he chucked her under the chin. "Hey ... only kiddin'."
He was rubbing his hands together nervously now. He'd never done something like this before and he wasn't sure of her reaction. But he was glad he was doing it-the girl was getting too close. This would let her know where things were really at.
"I brought some friends with me, honey," he said.
"Oh, Billy," she sighed, rubbing her hand along his shoulders. It felt good, but business was business. "I thought we'd be alone."
"Hey," he pulled away abruptly again. "You're gettin' a little possessive here... I got some friends here with me and I want you to be nice to them."
"W-what do you mean .. . nice?"
"You know what I mean. Don't play dumb ... You give my friends what they want..."
She had a sinking feeling in her heart. She had built up in her fantasy world an idea that Billy was like her husband. .. that they were in love.. . white picket fence... Oh sure, she'd fuck Fat Freddie and Neil and Charlene sometimes, but they were like a family. Oh God! It made her heart ache! Who were these men and why was Billy doing this?
Just then the door opened and the three men Billy had met in the bar walked through into Lily's bedroom.
These aren't Billy's friends, she thought. Billy doesn't know people like this!
"She ain't so pretty," said Morris, looking Lily over like a side of beef.
"Wait a minute ... wait a minute," said Billy. "She's got a body like a wet dream... just hold your horses!"
"Well, what about the drinks ... and that there marijuana," said Willie. "We paid you for that too."
"Hey boys," Billy smiled. "Relax. You got all night. We're gonna have a right good time. Ain't that right honey." He pinched Lily playfully on the ass. But she pulled back angrily.
"Paid!" she exclaimed. "Billy, what are they talking about?"
"Now, now, baby doll... don't get so excited."
But now she was crying and Billy could sense that he was going to lose these suckers soon if he didn't get her in line.
He slapped her hand across the face. "Don't start playing prima donna now, baby."
She was dumbstruck. Billy didn't want to give her time to think. He looked at her with a menacing threat in his eyes. "Now, go bring these boys some liquor ... what's your pleasure, men?"
"Bourbon ... we all like bourbon ... right out of the bottle's just fine." Morris spoke for them all.
"Right. Go get that bottle of Wild Turkey and bring our marijuana stash." He turned to the men.
"From Colombia. The best. You'll love it." . Lily left to obey Billy's orders. But she was frightened. Had she heard right. Did these men pay Billy for her. My Bod! That would make her a.. .a whore and Billy, a pimp.
Back in the room the men were growing restless.
"I told you," said Billy, "she ain't no pro. So we gotta let her get used to the idea... You know what I mean. She's somethin' real special. She don't spread it for just anybody."
The men passed the bourbon bottle around and Lily sat in the corner, quietly rolling a few marijuana joints, nice and firm and tight, the way Billy had taught her. She was scared, but she didn't know what to do. So she just sat there, tense and quiet, and waited. She had thought of running to Charlene for help, but after their earlier conversation, Lily knew Charlene would just laugh and say, I told you not to go putting up no white picket fences around Billy Slade.
She lit one of the joints, took a deep drag and filled her lungs with the acrid smoke as Billy had taught her to do then passed it to the red-headed man on her right. Maybe the grass would make it all right. She waited now for that floating feeling-but it didn't come. Instead she looked at the faces of these strange men and they began to look grotesque. Her fear of them grew still worse.
"Wow!" said Grover. "I never smoked any marijuana before." He took a deep breath of air and his eyes widened. "Wow! Wow! Oh, this is really nice."
"I told you guys this was gonna be a good time," said Billy. "I want you boys to get your money's worth." Then he looked commandingly at Lily.
"Okay, honey, take off that blouse."
"Billy, please ..." she begged.
"I said take off that blouse-you don't want us to get rough with you, do you, honey."
Lily had been beaten more than once by Billy and she dreaded it. Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. She was wearing a lacy white brassiere, and the three men's eyes all were bulging as they looked at the rosy pink nipples peeking through the sheer lace.
"Ooohhhhh!" groaned Morris. "What a pair of knockers!"
"Yeah," chimed in Willie. "Let's see 'um for real ... take off the brassiere baby."
Lily looked pleadingly at Billy Slade. "Do like the man said," he told her coldly. "I'm leavin' ... me and the boys, we're gonna have a good time with Charlene ... So, you do what these men want- whatever they want. Ya hear me?" And then, sure now of his own power over her, he bestowed a patronizing kiss oh her forehead. She looked longingly, helplessly up at him. "So long, sweetheart," he grinned.
Now that Billy was gone Lily felt stark terror. She was with three strange men, drunk on bourbon and high on marijuana.
"Go on, baby, take off that brassiere." Morris stood over her now. He'd seen how Billy treated her and now he knew just what to do.
Lily put her hands behind her back and undid the hook of her brassiere. It slid down her arms and she sat there before the men, her large breasts fully exposed, the nipples embarrassingly hard from the feel of the cool air on them.
"We're gonna have a good time tonight," Willie said. "She ain't a bad piece of ass after all."
"Let's see her ass," Grover piped up. The alcohol and grass had made him feel looser than he'd ever felt in his life.
"Good idea, boy," Morris patted him on the shoulder. 'Take off them blue jeans, honey."
"No, please .. . leave me alone," she whispered. "Get your money back from Billy and leave me alone." She tried to play on their sympathy, but she could see in their eyes now that lust was the only emotion they were capable of feeling.
The intoxication was bringing out the brutal side of Morris's nature. He was a henpecked man, with an overpowering wife, and now he had this lovely young thing at his mercy. There were years of pent-up anger in his hand as he struck her hard across the face.
"Take off those pants, baby," he growled.
She stood up feeling awkwardly embarrassed and unzipped the fly of her jeans, sliding them down her slender legs, stepping out of them.
"Those little white panties too, honey."
She slid out of her bikini panties.
"All right!" cried out Willie. "What an ass ... mmmm... I'd sure like to have this piece of meat."
Lily was trembling now with fear and humiliation. She reached for the bottle of bourbon and took a deep swig. It was a momentary comfort.
"Let's see your pussy, honey," Morris said. "Go on, lay down on that pretty white bed and show us your pussy!"
Lily didn't move and so Morris, feeling aggressively stronger by the moment, shoved her back so that she fell helplessly across the bed. Then his thick stubby hand reached out and he began to stroke the soft pubic hair at the base of her tight flat belly. She blushed shamefully at what she knew she had to endure. Then, suddenly, she felt the tip of his finger part her pubic hair and push itself upwards into the soft fleshy folds surrounding her fear-cringing pussy.
The marijuana had made her ultra-sensitive to physical sensations, and her humiliation was increased when she realized her cunt had grown moist and warm and had readily accepted the probing finger.
"Oooohhhh," Morris groaned. 'That Slade fella was right. She's some hot little cunt. Shit-you could bake bread in that little oven!"
Lily was feeling utter desperation at her situation. Not only was she humiliated by being at the mercy of these strange men who had paid for her body, but she felt horribly betrayed by Billy Slade. Because she had begun to give him her heart, she had wanted to offer him her love, her everything. And it meant nothing to him. Nothing at all. She knew in the deepest part of her being, that love could save them both. But how could she get that through to Billy. Was he as hopelessly hardened to life as Charlene suggested?"
She couldn't bear the situation she now found herself in, and though her mind knew it was hopeless, her body began to struggle for some kind of freedom. Her legs began to kick out and thrash at the man who held her to the bed. But Mom's just slapped her hard against the face again. She rubbed her pained jaw and tears welled up in her eyes.
He pinned her legs to the bed so that she could no longer flail them against him.
"Come on," said Willie impatiently from the sidelines. "Hurry up and fuck her. We want our turn too."
And Grover was moving towards the bed now, his eyes fixed on Lily almost in a trance. Grover was a bachelor who lived with his mother. He had had a woman only twice before in his life... both of them old whores ... never a beautiful thing like this.
Morris, feeling the fight go out of her legs, stepped back and began to unzip his pants, while he watched Grover's hands begin to massage the huge mounds of Lily's luscious breasts. Round and round almost hypnotically, Grover's hands rubbed the smooth white roundness of those magnificent orbs, his eyes burning with lust, his breathing coming in hoarse gasps.
Something in Lily had given up. She didn't stand a chance against three men, and the alcohol and marijuana had sapped her of strength. She lay now unresisting, a voluptuous sight to the men who lusted for her warm young body. She shut her eyes for a moment, as if that would transport her to another world. A moment later, when she opened them again, she was staring directly at the long thick cock of the man called Morris. It was enormous in girth with a heavy web of throbbing veins, red and hot and pulsating with obscene lust.
"Ooohhh, I'm gonna fuck you good, baby. I'm gonna fuck you real good."
"No!" she screamed. "No!" She couldn't allow this to happen to her. She had some shred of decency left. She would rather die, she thought, than submit passively to rape again.
She lurched suddenly from the bed. It was fast, but not fast enough. Grover grabbed her arms and Willie grabbed her legs. Now the two men held her pinned to the bed and she was helpless to protect herself from still another brutal rape.
Morris could feel still more blood racing to his cock, swelling it almost to the bursting point as he stared at the young girl on the bed. His long thick cock ached for her like it had never ached for anyone before. It was those big knockers, he thought and something else-the marijuana ... it gave an edge to his lust that made everything seem incredibly, almost unbearably thrilling.
He pushed Willie out of the way and climbed on the bed between her legs, his knees forcing her own knees apart.
A tiny moan of shame and despair escaped from her lips as she felt the hot flesh of his huge cock make warm, wet contact with the smooth inner flesh of her thighs.
Then, as if a sudden thought struck him, he stood up on his knees.
"Turn around," he said. "I know what part of you is gonna be the best."
"I said turn around bitch," he repeated when she did not move.
Grover yanked her shoulders around and Morris twisted her hips, so that now she lay flat on her belly.
Oh God! she thought. What on earth is he going to do to me?
Then, once again-and all the more terrifying because she could not see what he was doing-she felt his hot cock pressing against her, rubbing now against the crevice between her buttocks.
"On your knees!" he ordered, grabbing her waist and pulling her back. She wanted to resist but the resignation deep inside her was too great. She struggled weakly against him but she didn't have the strength to put up a good fight.
She was crying now, tears streaming down her face. Then she felt his hand push down on the back of her head, pressing her face tight into the blanket. She struggled to free her head enough to breathe and then she felt his hands on her now uplifted buttocks, stretching the cheeks wide apart.
Never in his life had Morris been so thrilled at the thought of anything. His balls ached with their build-up of fiery sperm and he longed desperately to thrust his huge shaft into the narrow teasing slit before him. His penis was like a raging fire as he ground it into the damp narrow crevice of her ass, pressing the soft quivering cheeks of flesh together around his lust-hardened shaft. Then, he leaned forward and planted a wet kiss in the crevice of her spine and he felt her quiver reflexively beneath him.
"I'm gonna eat you till you beg me for it," he groaned. "I'm gonna eat every inch of that luscious body of yours."
Then, slowly, he ran his thick red tongue down the length of her back until he reached the tightly clenched crevice of her ass. Grover was still holding her down by her arms while Willie just stood off to one side now, his eyes bulging from his head, rubbing his own hotly pulsating hard-on through his pants.
Lily's only line of defense now was to clench her buttocks tightly together against the assault of Morris's big thumbs. He crouched down now so that his face was at the same level as the fine pink folds of her pussy lips. And what he saw there gave her away. Despite her shame and humiliation at being so degraded, her body could not help but respond to the heavy vibrations of carnal sexuality in the room. Morris saw now the moisture that was glistening on the soft insides of her thighs. He moved his face forward until it was only inches from the soft brown pubic hair covering the tender flanges of her pussy. The sweet odor was maddening to his flared nostrils. He swallowed hard as his thumbs increased their outward pressure.
Oh no! thought Lily. She was painfully aware now that once again her body was betraying her. Despite the horror of her situation, her little pussy was beginning to churn with her own lewd desire. She hated it, hated herself for feeling this way, but she could not deny the flames of lust that were spreading upward from her very core.
She felt his hot breath on her cunt now and she tried to pull away, but he held her firmly by the waist and Grover had her pinned by the arms. It was torture for her, because his warm breath on her moistly seeping pussy was driving her out of her mind.
She tried to stifle the moan she felt rising deep in her belly, but it didn't matter to Morris. He could feel the shivers of lust running through her body and he knew she would wind up begging him for it.
Now he pressed his open mouth hard against the wetness of her pussy slit She squirmed in a pretense of escape, but he thrust his tongue solidly in between the warm fleshy folds of her cunt She could no longer hold back a groan, and she jerked her hips with the first hot teasing contact of his tongue. Her vaginal passage was contracting around the length of Morris's long tongue sunk deep inside her now. Her breath began to come in quick gasps and she wanted to cry out in a mixture of agony, shame, and pleasure as he curled and flicked his tongue deep inside her hot smooth pussy cavern. He pressed his lips still tighter around her genitals, sucking and licking it all, pussy and backside, until her hips began to dance in a primitive rhythm with his tongue.
"Oh sheeeeiiiitttt!" exclaimed Willie who could not believe the lewd sight before his eyes. His own cock felt near to bursting and he slid open his zipper and freed it from his pants.
Over and over again Morris plunged his tongue into the tightly clenching depths of Lily's pussy.
"I'm just getting her ready for you," he grinned up at Willie.
Willie climbed out of his pants quickly, his hard-on jutting straight out from his loins.
"Go on," said Morris, "slide in under her... Her pussy's all yours."
In a moment, Willie's lust-bloated cockhead was pressed up against her warmly lubricated pussy lips. Lily's belly quaked in a mixture of fear and anticipation at what was about to happen. The bulbous, rubbery head of his huge shaft of flesh parted the petals of her well-lubricated pussy mouth and she could not help but feel a wild shiver of desire run through her body. At the same time, her feeling of rage and humiliation at what was being done to her surfaced and she cried out wretchedly: "Oh God; this is awful... please ... please ... stop now! Please!"
But the men were beyond reason now. With a low moan, Willie flicked his hips upwards as his lust-swollen hardness shot like a rocket up into the soft tightness of her hungrily clasping cunt. Deeper and deeper it plunged until he was half-mad with lust as her cuntal walls held his huge shaft like a tight velvet glove.
"No! Oh God! Noooo!" wailed Lily, but no one paid her any attention.
Willie could feel her enormous breasts, their nipples hard and erect, brushing against his chest, and this only served to increase his passion to a fever pitch. His cock now filled every inch of her tight cuntal passage, and Lily could feel each wrinkle and vein on the huge pole of flesh that pressed against her palpitating cuntal walls. Then, suddenly, he pressed still deeper up into her, ramming his cock head hard against her cervix, and she cried out again, this time from pain.
"Aaaarrrggghhh . . . Owwww wwwww!" she wailed.
But this only served to arouse Willie still more. Grover's fingers tightened on her arms as he pinned her to the bed, and she began to notice that Morris was now running his tongue in circular motions around and around the tightly puckered ring of her asshole.
It was the most humiliating experience she had ever known-these three strangers who had paid for her body, who were using her in the most obscene way imaginable.
"Please ..." she wailed again, "please ... leave me alone ... leave me alone."
She tried to pull her cock-impaled pussy away from the intruding shaft of male flesh, but she was trapped between Morris's mouth and Willie's cock.
"Oh God ... Oh God!" she whimpered. It was all too much for her already tortured body and mind to bear.
But it only goaded Willie on to an even more vicious stroke with his huge flesh cudgel. And then he withdrew it. Lily entertained a shred of hope for a moment and her body relaxed its defenses. But an instant later, with an animal growl, he rammed his cock back into her with every ounce of strength in his body, sinking his lust-bloated cock all the way up inside of her again. It sliced into her viciously, driving the smooth flesh of her cuntal walls in shivering ripples before it. She was sobbing helplessly now, for she knew she could do nothing but submit to this horrible experience.
The moment she gave up resisting, however, she began to feel the unwanted sensations of sexual excitement coursing through her body. Now his cock battering against her cervix no longer hurt her... she wanted it in her deeper and harder. Now the feeling of his pulsing male shaft against her hotly throbbing cuntal walls made her hips writhe in erotic desire.
She hated to admit it, but a great wave of desire flooded her pussy and her muscles began to hug the huge cock that was impaling her.
She blinked away the tears that still clung to her lashes and suddenly she was aware that Grover was no longer pinning her arms to the bed. She looked up and was shocked to see Grover frantically massaging a long, hot cock in his hand and she was surprised tht the slender-built man could have such an enormous organ.
At the same time now that Willie was fucking into her from beneath, his mouth had also found its way to her pink, erect nipples, and now he was suck- ing on her breasts, licking them and nipping them with his teeth, and it served to fan her flames of desire to a white-hot intensity. Her muscles were clutching wildly around his hotly throbbing cock as it surged in and out of her pussy channel.
And all the while, Morris patiently licked the tightly puckered opening of her anus.
"Oh God," Morris finally moaned, "I can't wait to get into that tight little asshole."
Lily nearly froze with shock at these words.. In all the time she'd been with Freddie and Billy Slade, no one had ever done that! My God! she thought. I can't imagine anything more horrible!
"No!" she cried out again. "Oh God! What are you going to doooo!?"
But Morris only laughed.
"Gonna stuff your little ass full of my hot cock, baby!"
She was about to protest again, when suddenly Grover's tongue shot into her mouth, silencing her, at the same time that Morris now spread her ass cheeks still wider apart.
"Ummmpppp pppphhhhhhh!" she tried to protest, but with the tongue imbedded in her mouth, it was impossible.
"I can't wait to ram this shaft into your sweet little ass!" Morris repeated.
Then, his fingers forced her ass cheeks so wide apart that Lily thought he would split her right in half. And even the thrilling sensations of the cock pummeling her pussy depths could not refocus her attention. Morris dug his middle finger into the tight elastic ring of her rectal orifice and she let out an awful groan of pain around Grover's tongue.
It hurt worse than anything she had ever experienced in her life. Then he plunged his finger still further into her nether depths and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She couldn't scream- she couldn't escape-and the pain was the worst sensation she had ever known.
Then, she remembered that he said he was going to put his penis in that tiny little passage, and suddenly she knew a cold stark terror. He would kill her. If his little finger hurt her this much, my God! His cock in her backside would be excruciating!
She pulled her head back and managed to free herself from Grover's kiss.
"Noooooo! Oh God!" she wailed, nearly hysterical in terrified anticipation of what was to come next. "Oh my God! You ... you can't!"
And then she felt him withdraw his finger and she was relieved. He had some feelings after all.
Abruptly, she felt the tip of his cock probing the tiny orifice for a moment and then- Morris pressed forward and she felt a sudden spasm of pain so horrible that she screamed an almost unearthly cry of agony. She twisted and screamed and tried to get away, but her writhings only imbedded the cock in her pussy still deeper, exciting Willie even more. And Morris grabbed her hips and held her still.
She could feel the pressure of his body bearing down on her and then he rammed down hard and the entire head of his penis was now imbedded in her tiny anal passage.
"Aaaaaa gggggg hhhhhh hhhhh, God!" she wailed. The pain was torturous, excruciating. She almost wished she were dead. She wished she could faint to escape this awful feeling.
Then he lunged forward again and buried his cock all the way to the hilt in her defenseless backside.
Lily felt as though she'd been torn apart with a knife. The pain was unbelievably hideous and she fought in wild desperation to free herself. But she was horribly trapped by the two cocks now deeply imbedded in her ass and pussy.
"No ... no ... no ... no..." she chanted, trying to ease the pain. "No ... no ... no ... no...."
And somehow this rhythmic sound began to relax her and the intensity of his merciless anal penetration began to wane.
Then, in a last ditch effort to reject his huge member from her anal passage, she clenched her muscles around his long thick prick. But it had the opposite effect from that intended. It made Morris's cock throb still harder and he thought he would die of pleasure.
Then, once again, the pain-wracked woman tried to twist away from the cudgel of heated flesh pounding deep into her virginal rear passage, but every effort to pull away from Morris, only impaled her more deeply on Willy's pussy-fucking cock.
Wild shivers of ecstasy mingled with the excruciating agony in her cock-filled anus, and her cries grew primitively fierce. Yet in spite of the shattering pain, it was impossible to deny the obscene twinges of sharp excitement which burned now in her loins. Some shameful part of her being wanted this awful degradation, yearned to be totally subjected to the huge lusting poles of male flesh invading her pussy and her ass.
Wild shivers of ecstasy mingled with the excruciating agony in her cock-filled anus, and her cries She no longer knew who she was. What had happened to the decent young girl who had come to the big city to seek what life offered. Perhaps this was the real Lily Wharton, and she had never wanted to face it.
Morris was gasping now with excitement as he pushed his aching hardness deeper into her butter-soft asshole. It was so tight it was nearly driving him mad with pleasure. And through the tissue-thin membrane dividing Lily's two orifices, he could feel Willie's rhythmically stroking cock, and the thought of this was so thrilling he knew it would not take him long to cum.