Chapter 9
Rob winced agonizingly with each shift of the truck into low as Eaglefeather guided the truck over the rain eroded fields too hardened to absorb this sudden holocaust from heaven. In the past half hour the skies had opened up in an atmospheric maelstrom that punished the heat beaten earth in hammering blows. It seemed as though the skies had caught fire, so rapacious was the crackle of lightning slicing the skies. Rob shivered in the front seat, blood clogging his throat, making it painful to speak and thank this red-skinned man sitting beside him.
The jeep's wheels slid on the muddied ground, making it necessary to rock the vehicle back in forth in high gear, reversing and advancing while Blackfoot braced his lanky weight against the truck and heaved. Each jarring movement sent stabs of pain tearing through Rob's body.
It seemed they were making progress toward the ranch house, through the torrential rain obliterated shapes into dribbling smears of faceless objects barely visible through the furiously working windshield wipers. Struggling to supoort his obdurately collapsing body in the truck cab, Rob made out the inky pool of the lake to the right of them. They couldn't be that far away now, he reasoned, turning head to see Eaglefeather's fiercely controlled expression set stoically on his face.
To the right of him a crackle of lightning lit up the skies and through the watery blur pounding on the truck's cab, he watched as a tree burst into flames, splintered and fell in a thunderous crash.
Jody sucked in her breath as Snyder leaned over her, mauling at the soft flesh of her stomach with his blood-stained finernails. "It's up to you now, girl," he said. "You can cooperate and we'll have a ball-or you can fight it and it's just the three of us who gets the kicks. Like I say, it's up to you." His hands moved lewdly upwards, stroking and squeezing the fullness of her firmly out-thrust breasts, squeezing the nipples painfully between his dirty fingers.
The bound girl felt as if an army of ants was crawling over her vulnerable flesh, biting and gnawing at her being. She strove to find words that might appeal to what little decency these animals possessed. But one can not conjure up what is not there. The three faces leering lecherously above her were alike in their brutish concentration on the satisfaction of their animal lust. Her body froze in horror as Snyder's fingers raked teasingly down the trembling contours of her body to rummage around in the chestnut pussy curls forming the tingling vee of her loins. "Okay, boys ... get to it!" he rasped with a lewd chuckle that made the captive girl want to be sick right there.
The two men released her legs and went into action on signal. Lokken clambered onto the sofa and settled himself on the hapless girl's naked bosom, his bony thighs gripping her bound arms, her heaving breasts squashed beneath his buttocks and the heavy pouch of his testicles resting in the deep cleft between her breasts. The surveyor crawled astride her belly, forcing her knees apart with his bony hands as he leaned acrobatically downwards to ensnare his slobbering tongue into the cum-filled quivering slit of her well abused vagina.
Jody spasmed convulsively under their numbing weight, a whimpering groan bubbling from deep in her fear tightened throat. Her buttocks ground down hard into the cushions, trying to escape the repulsive oral attack of the mousy surveyor. Her body became a canvas of goosebumps as Paul drew the tiny bud of her swollen clitoris wetly up into his hot mouth and with a noisy suck began to gently nibble at the sensitive bud of flesh.
"Oh! Aaagggh!No ... please!Please! ... Aaaahhhh!"
Oh, God, to have Rob stomp through the door and blow their ugly brains against the wall! The cruelly subjugated female groaned to herself as the man's face slobbered in a liquidy feast between her legs and his fat tongue fucked in and out of her involuntarily welcoming cunt. Yet, in spite of the shame and ugliness of it all, tiny wisps of forbidden pleasure were beginning to percolate deep within her empty belly ... and on her firm young breasts, crushed as they were beneath his ass cheeks, the nipples had already hardened into two-penny spikes! How could this be happening to her? How?
And then she gasped again as the flames of erotic sensation tearing out of control through her body began to blaze higher and higher. Oh God, they were getting to her! With an effort of will she gritted her teeth against the roaring sensations charging through her body and repeated her oath that she would not succumb to the betrayal of her own body.
But suddenly, then, the slavering surveyor's greased tongue shot forward, burrowing far up into her now wetly straining cunt to send waves of lustful greed spiraling crazily up her spine to the nerve centere of her skull. Sensations of wild forbidden pleasure shot out to every cell of her body, telegraphing the message to her brain that she was losing the battle against her ravishers. Desire was quickly replacing fear as the lips and tongue of her molester plundered her quivering pussy. Her mind responded with shock: what was happening to her? Oh Lord! What was happening to her?
The hungrily sucking tongue in her vagina had brought her dormant lust-fulness damningly alive! Her naked ass cheeks arched spasmodically up off the davenport, frantically trying to plaster itself against the face of her ravisher ... trying to put out the fires in her out-of-control loins.
Jody opened her mouth to groan aloud ... and choked back a gasp of alarm. Lokken, who had been watching her passion-twisted features with a smirk of lustful eagerness, had nosed the rubbery mushroomed tip of his thick, vein-bulging cock in between her lushly parted lips!
She told herself she didn't want to, and shutting out reality from her consciousness, Jody opened her mouth and shot out her tongue to suck and nibble on the rod of flesh, welcoming the rubbery length with its pungently seeping tip into the back of her scalding mouth. What had happened to her resolve? Instead of fighting this disgusting assault on her body, she had actually welcomed the invasion of the lawyer's stubby rod of flesh between her sucking lips. And below her pink cunt was inflamed with wanton desire of the most carnal sort! A tongue jabbed up her fagina and a cock jabbing down her throat was not enough to saitsfy her now! Jody needed more!
She had only to open her eyes to have her wish granted.
Paul withdrew his slithering tongue from her hotly clasping vagina and deftly sprang aside. Then grasping her legs, he thrust them backwards towards her head so that the man whose penis was gagging and jabbing down her throat could clamp them under his arms. Bent double, jack knifed in a shamelessly compromising posture, her arms tethered and her legs pinioned by the stubby little lawyer whose hotly pulsing cock was thrusting in and out of her sore lips, the whole plane of her female genitals vulnerably upturned beneath the leering gaze of Paul and Lokken.
"All right you little scum bags! Get in there and fuck the shit outta the cunt!"
The lustfully excited surveyor jumped astride Jody Power's bent-back thighs, mashed nearly to her breasts. Then, guiding the heavy shaft of his long poling cock downwards with his forefinger and thumb, he aimed the mushroomed tip straight for the inflamed and hairy target of her desire-moistened cuntal lips and shoved.
"Ummmmmmmhhhhh!" Jody managed through her cock-filled mouth.
The shamelessly doubled over girl bucked and squirmed in unwanted ecstasy as the rapidly growing raping penis arrowed up into the tight hot passage of her clasping vagina. Her ovaled lips stretched around the stubby shaft of Lokken's penis plowing painfully into her mouth as she mewled in ecstasy.
Suddenly she felt herself being manipulated sideways so that her nakedly exposed buttocks were facing outwardly from the sofa.
And she screamed ... half in painful agony and half in shameless passion, for the mayor of Beaver had kneeled up on the sofa facing the men on the other side of her loins. Now, with the seeping, scalding rubbery tip of his bloated cock clutched in one meaty hand, he was ramming the muchroomed head brutally up against the tight hairless opening of Jody Power's puckering little anus.
Oh God, don't let him, don't let him! She pleaded to the powers above while outside the thunder clapped and the lightning flashed as if crying mating calls in the watery heavens.
The cloud burst was horrible in its intensity. The temperature had dropped from the mid-nineties to a chilling sixty-two degrees in a matter of an hour. Lightning encircled them like fingers of fire.
Leaning over the steering wheel of the truck, Eaglefeather concentrated piercingly, aiming the truck over the slopes and ravines, zig-zagging across the rutted pastures to make the drive as bearable as possible for his groaning, half-conscious passenger whose body lurched and jolted with the creak of the pick-up's shocks.
One eye was swollen shut, hooded over by folds of mottled purple flesh. Rob, staring blurrily through his badly bruised right eye at his rope burned wrist, swore an oath to himself and grabbed the dashboard as if it were Synder's ugly neck. He pulled his pain-convulsing body upright in the seat; the teeth gnashing agony in his body was more intense than any torture Dante's circles of hell could inflict. His ragged shirt was splattered with vomit and dried blood and the thundering ache in his groin had not subsided.
"Sp-speed up!" His voice wheezed from his beaten chest. "We've got to get to the ranch. Snyder's headed there ... after Jody!"
Eaglefeather broke his stoic gaze to let out a yelp of alarm and slammed down the accelerator, sending the truck skidding over the field, the back tires spinning and spitting gales of mud to splatter up over Blackfoot who rode in the back.