Chapter 5
Ben Hawkins was becoming quite impatient. For three days the young gang leader and his two companions had enjoyed Carolyn's sexual favors, but there had been no reply to the ransom demand he had made. He was becoming rather jumpy and the sound of the front door slamming and excited voices in the living room made him abruptly leap to his feet.
"Ben, come here!" he heard Jim Granger calling to him.
Running into the living room, he found his two deputies struggling with a shapely young blonde!
"What the hell is this?" Ben thundered.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Sheila Anderson kept protesting, trying to pull away from the two young men although she was obviously no match for them.
Ben's appreciative eye was quick to discern the voluptuous young figure that was displayed to best advantage in a formfitting orange knit dress and dark brown nylon stockings.
"We caught her snooping around, checking our license plates," Roy Watson explained.
"Jim, go upstairs and look after you know who," Ben directed in a confidential voice. "Now, who are you, young lady?" he asked as his companion departed from the room.
"What do you care?" Sheila snapped. Although scared and apprehensive, she stood defiantly before the two young men. She had no intention of revealing her identity or the instructions that Dennis Williams had given her that had led her to the old house where, she believed, her friend was being held.
"You a detective?" Ben asked quietly.
"No," Sheila replied hurriedly.
"What are you doing around here?" Ben persisted.
"None of your business," Sheila told him. "Now let me go!" Her heart was thumping furiously and the young men's quietly menacing attitude was making her all the more fearful.
"She was snooping around," Roy Watson interjected. "She even had a pencil and paper."
'There are ways to make young women talk!" Ben said, sitting down in a plain wooden chair. "Bring her over here, Roy!"
"What are you going to do?" Sheila demanded in a horrified voice. Her knees went weak under her as Roy started dragging her over to his partner. "Let me go! You have no right ..."
Ben grabbed her wrist and a moment later the long, shapely blonde was face down across his lap!
"OH, NO!" Sheila screamed as she suddenly found herself in the humiliating and horribly juvenile position. "Don't you dare! Let me go!" She started to struggle, but the effort only brought more dark brown nylon into view. To make it more humiliating, her captors seemed to find her struggles rather amusing.
Twisting her right wrist into the small of her back, Ben wasted no time reaching for the hem of her orange knit dress!
"NO! NO!" Sheila screamed in outrage. "Oh, my God!" The indignity of having her dress pulled up in front of those two young punks was almost too much to comprehend. "Stop! Oh, this is terrible!"
With his companion watching with almost pop-eyed fascination, Ben pulled the dress up to reveal long, shapely legs enhanced by sheer dark brown nylon stockings. The two darker bands at the top of her nylons came into view, followed by garter belt clips and suspenders, and by creamy white thighs that contrasted vividly with her dark hosiery. Despite Sheila's screams and futile struggles, Ben continued pulling the orange dress up until her panty-clad bottom was on full display! Her white nylon panties fit her curvaceous feminine bottom like a drum and were barely able to contain the two spacious, girlishly plump mounds.
"Stop! Stop! Oh, this is horrible!" Sheila raged at her tormentors. Her face became as red as a beet as she felt the two young men's eyes feasting on her wispy panties and long, stocking-clad legs. "I'll have you arrested for this! You can't do this to me! Let me go!" Feeling thoroughly humiliated, she futilely tried to pull her dress back to recover her modesty at least partially.
"Wow!" Roy remarked, whistling appreciatively as his eyes roamed over the exciting display of feminine pulchritude.
With the dress gathered up nearly to her waist, Ben promptly reached for the waistband of her white nylon panties!
"OH, NO! DON'T TAKE THEM DOWN!" Sheila screamed. The idea of having her panties taken down was unspeakably humiliating! A chill of total horror went over her body and she bucked up like a fish out of water in an effort to resist the degrading assault. "DON'T YOU DARE! STOP IT THIS INSTANT!"
"I always take a gal's panties down when I spank her!" Ben tormented the miserable young woman.
As Sheila struggled and yelled indignantly at him, he proceeded to work the panties down to expose her delectably plump, pink-white buttocks. Both young men stared intently as the two rotund, quivering hemispheres came into full view. Sheila's struggles ended abruptly when the horrified young woman suddenly realized how much she was exposing herself, and she instantly began holding her long legs just as closely together as she could.
"Oh, this is just awful!" Sheila exclaimed, crimson with humiliation as she lay with her buttocks fully exposed over the young man's lap. She glanced back over her shoulder but the sight of her own lewd exposure made her quickly turn away. With mounting horror, she began to squirm in fearful anticipation of the spanking to come. "Oh, don't please! Oh, this is terrible!
I've never been so humiliated in my life!"
"Nice ass, huh?" Ben remarked, winking at his companion as he deliberately pulled Sheila's white nylon panties down inside out just below the tops of her stockings.
"Oh, you ..." Sheila gasped at the insulting remark. "Don't you dare lay a hand on me!"
The two young men snickered. As Roy stood watching intently from a few feet away, Ben raised his right hand in the air. SMACK! His husky masculine palm landed squarely on Sheila's right buttock with a resounding splat.
"OWWW!" Her blonde curls flew as Sheila's head snapped back to reveal a sharp grimace of pain on her hotly blushing face. As the sting ebbed, Sheila shriveled with humiliation as she felt his masculine palm resting familiarly on her completely bare bottom! "Oh, take your hand off of me!" the deeply mortified young woman raged at her tormentor. Sheila squirmed like a snake to evade the shameful contact.
Ben and Roy both grinned broadly at their hapless victim's obvious distress, and exchanged knowing winks. A bright flush was visible on Sheila's quivering buttock when Ben at last raised his hand.
"Stop it! Let me go! You have no right to do this!" Sheila indignantly demanded. The very idea that young punk would dare spank her was outrageous!
SPLAT! The second crisp spank landed with equal force on the opposite cheek.
"YEOW!" Sheila shrieked and once again her blonde curls flew. Her nylon-clad legs swung backward as her body twisted in a corkscrew motion in response to the sudden jolt of pain. "Stop it! It hurts! Take your hand off of me! No one has ever done do this to me!"
Roy seemed to find her outraged remarks quite humorous, and Ben was in no hurry to raise his hand from the satiny smooth, resilient feminine flesh. "Hey, Roy, I think there's an old hairbrush in the downstairs bathroom," the latter spoke up. "Since this little lady objects so much to my using my hand, perhaps you'd better get it!"
"Oh, no!" Sheila gasped. Up to that moment she had dreaded the humiliation more than the pain, but the sadistic suggestion sent a chill of horror running through her body.
"Okay!" Roy promptly agreed and hastily departed from the room.
WHACK! Ben's hand descended squarely across the crevice of her spacious buttocks.
"Owwwww!" Sheila cried out, kicking her nylon-clad legs prettily back and forth as his hand temporarily flattened her cute rump. "Stop! Don't! It hurts! Oh, nooooo!"
To her despair, Roy promptly returned to the room carrying a formidable, oval-shaped wooden hairbrush! Her totally vulnerable buttocks instantly began flexing and puckering in fearful expectation of the punishment they would soon have to absorb. And, although she was too upset and worried at the moment to realize it, her vibrant young cunt sprinkled a hot gush of feminine cream from her plump labia as her fear and torment became linked with sexual arousal.
"Here, this ought to do the job!" Roy announced as he handed the hairbrush to his companion.
"No! No!" Sheila protested, twisting in a frantic effort to find a measure of safety for her horribly exposed bottom. "Oh, no! Oh, my God, this is horrible!"
Ben got a firm grip on the mean looking wooden hairbrush and raised it in the air. SMACK!!!
"EEEEK!" Sheila screamed as the hard-backed brush crashed down against her defenseless right buttock. The solid wood surface stung much more than his hand, and sent an intense wave of pain shooting through her comely bottom. "Oh, no, stop! It hurts too much! You don't realize . .. Oh, no, no, no!" Her long, nyloned legs jerked backward reflexively and her blonde head snapped back to reveal the anguish on her pretty face.
WHACK! Holding his miserably twisting victim face down over his lap, Ben applied the second hairbrush spank to her left bottom cheek with a crisp, wrist-snapping motion.
"OWWWW!" Sheila wailed, tears blurring her vision as another wave of pain shot through her exquisitely tender bottom. "Oh, no, stop! Please! I can't stand it! Please!" Her mind was reeling and, despite the pain she was enduring, it still seemed quite impossible that she was actually being hairbrush spanked like some naughty schoolgirl!
Whack! Splat! Smack! Clap! Smack! Ben began applying the solid wooden hairbrush at regular intervals, working up one side and down the other with resounding smacks. Each application produced a loud shriek from his tearful victim, who was wildly kicking her long legs back and forth and twisting in every direction she could to avoid or at least minimize the painful hairbrush whacks. Roy was watching the highly intriguing performance closely, a visible curve appearing in the front of his trousers as he caught frequent glimpses of the young woman's flashing cuntal slit.
"Ouch! Owwww! Oh, my God! Please, stop! Pleeeeeese!" Sheila tearfully begged as the crisp hairbrushing set her cute bottom afire. "Owww! Ouch! Oh, this is just dreadful! Ouch! Oh, no, please! Ouch! Please! Please!"
"Your bottom is getting red!" Ben told his anguished victim.
Whack! Splat! Smack! The hairbrush continued bouncing up and down on Sheila's girlish bottom, creating a raging bonfire that made each spank progressively more painful. Although she knew how much she was exposing herself before the two horrid young men, Sheila could no longer voluntarily control her leg movements and was kicking them harder and wider with each passing moment. Twisting about in agony on her tormentor's lap, the highly distressed young woman could feel his pounding erection pressing against the front of his slacks and tried not to think what that might mean for her later on.
"Owwww! Ooooooh! Oh, no more, please, I'm just burning up! Owwwww! Please! Please!" Sheila pleaded between sobs of anguish. The attractive young blonde had never known such agony and humiliation before, and was beginning to think that the highly painful spanking was just never going to end. "Owww! Ouch! Owwww! Please, I can't stand it! Oh, this is horrible! Ouch! Owww!"
"She ain't going to be sitting on those buns for a week!" Roy remarked as he watched the severe chastisement with obvious relish.
Smack! Smack! Smack! The sounds of the hairbrush landing on bare feminine buttocks and shrill soprano screams of anguish continued to fill the room. Sheila's buttocks were a sheet of flame that burned with a deeply penetrating heat, and were a brilliant crimson from her garter belt to her stocking tops. The nearly hysterical young woman was sobbing heavily and simply flopping about on her captor's lap.
"Oh, my God, stop! Stop! Please! Oh, this is horrible! Please! Please!" Sheila begged in a distraught voice. "Oww! Owww! Ooooh! Owww!"
By this time, Ben found himself with a wildly pulsating erection that demanded instant gratification. Throwing the hairbrush aside, he quickly stripped off the weeping young woman's panties and, picking her up, draped her face down over the end of a couch with her scarlet buttocks jack-knifed up higher than the rest of her body.
"W-w-what are y-y-you go-going t-to d-do?" Sheila stammered between loud sobs of pain. She wanted to try to escape, but the ordeal had left her breathless and exhausted.
Standing behind her, Ben unzipped his trousers, opened his fly and pulled out his rigidly erect and rampant penis.
"OOOOH!" Sheila screamed with a mixture of fear and excitement as she caught sight of the crisply upright, hotly swollen masculine harpoon.
She desperately tried to arise from the bent over position, but Ben caught her and firmly held her in position.
"Oh, please, no! No!" Sheila writhed as she found herself completely vulnerable and helpless. "Help me, please!" she asked Roy, who was watching the bizarre sight with bulging eyes. "Please, don't let him .. . "
Using his thumbs and two fingers, Ben roughly separated the sobbing young woman's scarlet buttocks!
"OH, NO!" Sheila screamed as his actions confirmed her worst fears. "NOT THAT!!! ANYTHING BUT THAT! OH, NOOO!!" Horrified beyond description by the unspeakably vile and painful act that he was about to perform, she made a last-ditch effort to get away from him. But she was too late!
Moving swiftly, Ben aligned his lust-bloated cock with the small, crinkly hole and drove forward with a powerful thrust!
"OWWWW!" Sheila emitted an ear-splitting scream as the turgid masculine spear drove a wedge into her defenseless anus and brutally opened the small channel. "OH, NO, I CAN'T STAND IT! OWWW!" Sobbing and shaking like a leaf, she collapsed over the couch and futilely wriggled in a frantic effort to detach herself from the masculine spear that was threatening to rip her apart.
"Jesus!" Roy exclaimed in wonderment as he watched his partner's thick tool disappearing between the scarlet cheeks of the young woman's gorgeous buttocks. He was holding his hands over his ears to minimize Sheila's agonized screams.
Holding the miserable young woman at the waist, Ben began drilling his hotly throbbing prick deeper into the exquisitely tight feminine tunnel.
"OWWW! OWWW!" Sheila repeatedly screamed as the powerful masculine organ relentlessly dilated her anal canal. "OH, PLEASE, IT HURTS TOO MUCH! I CAN'T TAKE IT! OWWW! OWW! OH, MY GOD! OOOOOH!"
"Ahhh, nice and tight!" Ben exclaimed in a satisfied voice as he found his hotly swollen cock tightly packed in choice feminine meat.
"OH, TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!" Sheila screamed in an anguished voice. Her sphincter muscle was working frantically to reject the painful invader, but there was no way she could dislodge it.
"Ahhh, really nice and tight!" Ben repeated. Sheila's agonized squirms served only to make the unnatural position all the more pleasurable.
"Oh, please! Please! Please!" Sheila tearfully pleaded with her assailant. "It hurts too much! I can't stand it!" Waves of searing pain were shooting through her midsection, and she felt as if her anal channel had been torn completely apart.
"Jesus Christ, you got it jammed deep into her!" Roy commented, his eyes wide with interest as he gazed at the bizarre spectacle of his companion's bloated shaft driven deep between the crevice of the young woman's crimson posterior.
"Just the way I like it!" Ben replied as he began thrusting back and forth with controlled but firm strokes.
"OWWW! OOOH, NOOO!" Sheila exclaimed in an anguished, despairing voice as the firm masculine thrusts probed deep into her anal canal. There was no choice but to squirm and writhe although the added movements made the penetration all the more uncomfortable. "OOOH! OWW! Oh, how can you do this to me?"
As he thrust back and forth, Ben slid both hands around in front of her, exploring her silken flesh, the fluffy tuft of hair at the fork of her legs, and the wet, meaty furrow in its midst. His fingers quickly separated the plump outer lips, spilling feminine honey, and probed inward, scraping against her sensitive clitoris and thrusting into her vaginal orifice.
"OOOOH! OH, NO! OWWW! OH, THIS IS AWFUL!" Sheila screamed. "OH, THIS IS TOO HUMILIATING!" Despite her conscious will, the highly distressed young woman found herself becoming aroused by the bizarre mistreatment. Hot feminine syrup began pouring out over the young man's lewdly probing fingers, and her diminutive love bud began humming in a highly animated, yearning manner that sent sparks of electricity shooting through her loins.
"She's really getting turned on!" Ben announced with a crude laugh.
"God, you're really sticking it to her!" Roy commented in an admiring voice.
"Oh, this is awful! Please, it hurts! Please! Oooh! Ooooh, my! Oh, nooo!" Sheila gasped as the pain of the hard spanking and even more painful impalement blended with lustful arousal to provide a bittersweet but highly intoxicating sensation that she had never experienced before. "Ooooh! Ooooh, my! I. .. Owww! Ooooh! I'm ... Ooooh!"
Ben began thrusting with more powerful shoves, fully dilating her tiny channel and then drawing back until just the crown was wedged into the small opening. At the same time, his probing fingers jabbed and stabbed up and down in her succulent vaginal tunnel, vigorously finger-fucking her and tormenting her quivering, hotly alert little button. Given no choice in the matter, Sheila continually wriggled and undulated her buttocks with sensuous movements.
"Really getting to you, ain't it?" Ben asked in a slightly breathless voice.
"Ooooh! Ooooh! Owww!" Sheila was too embarrassed to answer the impertinent question.
'Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!" The combined feelings of pain and pleasure left her confused and slightly guilt-stricken, and at the same time she found herself desperately wanting the bliss of total release. She wanted to scream and rage at the young man who was so crudely violating her, yet she completely lacked the strength to do so.
"Oh, wow!" Roy remarked as he watched the strange spectacle. "I don't see how she can take it!"
"She loves it!" Ben replied as he continually built up the pace. "She's hotter than a firecracker!"
"Oh, you ..." Sheila sputtered breathlessly at her tormentor although she could not deny his accusation. "Ooooh! Oh, God, it hurts! Oww! It's in me so deep, so deep! Oh, I can't ... Oww! Ooooh! Ahhh! It's ... Ooooh! Ahhh! Oooh! Geez, I'm . .. OOOOH! OOOOH!"
"Listen to her!" Ben exclaimed, jamming his fingers even more vigorously into her dripping cunt.
"Oh, God, I'm ... Oooh! Oh, this is ... " Twisting like a worm on a fishing hook, Sheila found herself being relentlessly swept along in a flood of sexual torment. Her hotly swollen clitoris felt as if it were about to burst, and feminine dew was bubbling from her tormented cunt in one cloudburst after another. "Ooooh! I'm ... Oooh! Ahhh! Ooooooo! I'm going to... Oooooh! Oh, my ... I .. . Ahhh! OOOOH! OOOOOOH!!"
Jamming several fingers into her pussy, Ben thrust forward with all his might and simply let himself go completely! His painfully swollen cock burst like a dam that had been dynamited, sending a hot river of cum blasting into her anal canal with torrential effect.
"OOOOOH!" Sheila screamed. Tormented beyond endurance by the bizarre but strangely sensuous mistreatment, the voluptuous young blonde surrendered to the powerful spasms of an intense climax. Her clitoris seemed to explode and every nerve in her body seemed to go berserk. "OOOH! I ... OOOOH ... OOOOH! AHHHHHHH!"
Sheila was in a state of collapse as Ben withdrew and replaced his dripping cock in his shorts, but her captors were in no mood to spare her.
"Come here, babe!" Roy demanded, seating himself on a chair. The young man was sporting a swollen pair of slacks. "I got a nice meat and cream sandwich for you!"
"Oooooh!" Sheila moaned.
"Go on!" Ben threatened. "You don't want that pretty fanny of yours spanked any more, do you?"
As he watched the hapless young blonde crawl over to Roy and begin fellating him, Ben was beginning to recover his better judgment. If there were really any connection between that young blonde and Carolyn, that meant that someone had picked up their trail and might be closing in on them. Maybe Carolyn would supply the answer herself.