Chapter 18

The Raynor Motel was where Izzie had taken Susan the last time, and when she heard him tell Harold they would take her to a nearby motel, she assumed it would be the same one. In that, she was correct.

Once the three of them were in the motel room, Izzie sneered at Susan, saying, "You t'ink just because you like dat boyfriend uff yours dat you can change your mind, eh? Veil it's too late, Susan. I left a set uff pictures vit' him, undt a note telling him how to make der payoffs if he doesn't vant me to show dese same pictures to udders undt ruin him."

"Izzie, you were always a stupid fool," Susan insisted.

"Nein!" Izzie snapped at her. "Ve're bot' uff us sick undt tired uff you telling us vhat to do. Ve came here to make money, undt dat's vhat ve'll do. Ve're going to vait for your boyfriend to make der first cash delivery by tomorrow morning, right here. I've told him in der note dat if he doesn't, or if somet'ing happens to us, der pictures vill be released by friends of mine to der press."

"You have no friends, Izzie," Susan insisted.

"But he doesn't know dat," Izzie told her. "Undt you von't be dere to tell him. You like fucking? Gutt! From now on you fuck for Harold undt me."

"Never!" she shouted.

"Now! Right now!" Izzie snapped.

Without another word, he tore the clothing from Susan's body. He literally shredded her dress and her undies, revealing her in her naked perfection. She tried fighting him, but he slapped her face, and then hurled her onto the bed.

"You vait until I tell you, undt den join in," Izzie said to Harold, who nodded.

Susan quivered, half with fear, half with revulsion, for Izzie turned her stomach. He pulled off his own clothing and threw himself on top of her, saying, "Dis time I take her wunderbar cunt."

His bony knees were between her thighs, forcing them open, and then the red, rubbery head of his skinny whang was pressing against the full-fleshed lips of her cunt in spite of her cries and struggles. Susan tried tearing at Izzie's hair, but the man smacked her face, and the new glasses she had been wearing went flying off to the side. She turned her face away from him, not wanting to see, even in a blur, just what this man intended doing to her. The lovely redhead held her breath as she felt the initial harsh pressure against the tight, elastic opening of her vulva. Then Izzie cram med forward.

"Haaaauuuunnnngggghhhh!" she gasped as she felt the harsh pressure of his thin cock against her dry cunt, for dry as it was, it was also tight and all but impossible to penetrate.

Izzie wasted no time, not caring about her need for lubricity. He pushed again.

"Hhhhhoooonnnngggghhhh!" she gasped as the blood-bloated little tip slipped through, cruelly stretching her tight, dry opening until Susan felt as if her thighs would rip right off her body.

Pleas would be wasted on Izzie, so she didn't plead. She waited as the ugly, smelly little man hurled himself forward, his own hairy chest smashing her firm rounded breasts into her chest as his thick cock slid into her dry, aching vagina, causing her pain.

"Aaaaayyyyaaaagggghhhhh!" Susan cried out.

Who would have believed that such a skinny penis would have caused so much trouble? Now its slender length lay in the heated confines of her cunt, throbbing and making her feel more pain than ever. In spite of Tom's thickness, he had never hurt her like this.

"So, tell me you like it!" Izzie demanded, sounding like a Nazi. When she refused to answer, he ground his cock even more deeply into her and demanded, "Tell me you like it!"

"Yes!" she cried in anguish. "I like it!" Anything to make him stop hurting her.

"Gutt! Now beg me to fuck you."

"Never!" Susan insisted.

"Beg!" he roared, flexing his skinny penis and pushing it even harder into her dry tunnel. "Don't, don't, don't!" she pleaded. "Dat's not vhat I vant to hear."

"All right, all right, do it to me!"

"Nein! Use der right vords."

"All right!" she gasped. "Fuck me!"

"Sehr gutt!" Izzie nodded, sensing the last of any remaining resistance she might have offered, and he clamped his mouth, with its vile breath, against Susan's and he began slowly stroking in and out between her tantalizing thighs.

Susan groaned, but even now felt her inner passage starting to lubricate a little, and as a result it also began regaining its elasticity and started widening. This was when Susan began to understand that although she hated Izzie, his cock was, in spite of its initial roughness, making deeper and better inroads into her than ever before. As far as Izzie was concerned, it wouldn't be much longer before Susan was a squealing mass of raw flesh begging for more of his cock. She was far more sensuous than any of the ugly tramps he had fucked, previously. Ach ja! This one was sensitive, and she'd respond.

Susan realized her naked body was beginning to react in spite of her dislike of Izzie. Lewd flames of desire were coursing through her, all because of what she had learned with Tom, and it was hopeless to fight such feelings. She knew better than to even think of fighting the demands of her body. Soon she found herself twitching and writhing beneath him in spite of her hate for him, and she was incessantly groaning into his smelly mouth as he continued kissing her, sucking on his tongue in automatic response. Hums of servile acceptance came from her inner depths, acceptance to the physical deed, but not acceptance of Izzie. She would never accept Izzie, and she knew he had sealed his doom by coming back this way and stealing her away from Tom.

Izzie's hands slid down to her buttocks, squeezing them again and again, feeling her flesh flex and relax, the skin oozing through his fingers. He gripped her more firmly and jerked her all the more tightly to his loins, the wet cunt between her thighs starting to flower open all the more now, feeling less pain as the moisture in there intensified. He jerked her all the harder against him as he nailed his cock ever deeper into her.

Izzie slaved away above Susan, moving into smoother, longer strokes automatically, bringing his skinny cock almost all the way out of her tight cunt, then slamming it right back in, his balls smacking against the eagerly uptilted buttocks, slapping harshly against the delightfully rounded cheeks.

Izzie smiled triumphantly into her mouth as he sucked on her sweet tongue. He had her, now.

The deep, guttural sounds coming from the depths of her chest were not whimpers of pain. He had heard too many girls in rapture not to know the difference. His cock continued sliding in and out of the sucking tightness of her pussy, and suddenly she was gasping as she realized, in spite of her hating Izzie, and the fact that she would always hate the man, she was going to come.

"YYYYYAAAAAIIIII YYYYYEEEEEAAAAA IIIIYYYYYY AAAAAIIIIIYYYY AAAAAGGGGG HHHHAAAANNNNGGGG HHHHHUUUUNNNN-GGGGGG HHHHAAAAUUUUUWWWWWAAA AAAAGGGHHHH!" she screamed, unable to believe that she was attaining an orgasm, and so quickly.

Izzie was even more surprised. He had never expected a woman whom he thought to be a cold fish to be capable of climaxing, but she was doing just that. He felt her tight little cunt gushing hot and heavy fluid around his throbbing little cock, and he knew he was a long, long way from coming. She was so wet inside at the moment, it was all but impossible for him to feel the friction he wanted. He had to make her even tighter, inside. He fucked harder and faster than ever.

Susan groaned helplessly as her heatedly quivering cunt was continually plundered again and again, Izzie jackhammering into her so that her head slammed against the backboard of the bed with each thrust. Her womb flared and the clasping lips of her hair-lined pussy continued opening to receive the hard-driving cock. Her nails had already cut into Izzie's flat ass-cheeks, but the hair covered the bloodied streaks her nails made. The vile odor of his breath still sickened her, yet even after her orgasm she was unable to keep herself from responding to his thrusts by fucking back. Susan knew she would soon be attaining yet another orgasm.

She despised Izzie, but also knew she had to keep him here long enough for Tom to come and help her get away from here. So she began using the different tricks she had learned.

"Hey," Harold called out, reminding Izzie he was there. "I wanna fuck, too."

He was dropping his pants, and Susan saw that Harold, while not built quite along Tom's thickness and length, was certainly longer and thicker than Izzie.

"Ja!" Izzie agreed. "Dis is a gutt idea. Her cunt is too narrow in der beginning, undt now it is too vet. So I let you take over der fucking uff her cunt, undt I...,"

He leaped off Susan and Harold wasted no time hurling his brawny body on top of the redhead. His hard cock was just aching to bury itself, and he wasted no time in gripping it firmly, pressing the head against her tight pussy, and pushing, filling her to the brim with his throbbing cockmeat. He shoved harder than ever, and Susan gasped, unaccustomed to such brute strength even if her husband had taught her to accept such roughness.

"Izzie, make him stop!" she cried out. "Don't do this to me."

But Harold held her pinned to the bed, his member continually spearing into her fear-contracted vagina, and she felt like a moth pinned to a display card by a nail.

"Izzie, stop him!" she pleaded, writhing under the man.

"Who do you t'ink you're kidding?" Izzie laughed. "You luff being fucked. You already came vunce vit' me, undt you'll probably come again. So shut up undt enjoy it all."

"Izzie ... no ... this is wrong...,"

"Shut up!" Izzie snapped at her. Then he walked around so he was able to look at Harold's face, seeing the idiotic bliss on the muscular man's countenance. "Harold!" he shouted. "Turn der bitch ofer vhile you still fuck her."

Harold looked puzzled for a moment as if unaware of what he ought to do. Then a knowing grin spread across his lips. He wrapped his arms tightly around Susan's helpless body, all but crushing her with his powerful bulk, and with a single smooth effort, he rolled over so that he was the one on the bottom and Susan was sitting on top of him, still hopelessly impaled on his throbbing organ. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her breasts against him, and her buttocks all naked and white were pointing toward the ceiling. Susan frantically struggled for a moment to try and free herself from the man's arms, but a moment later she was shocked into immobility by a hand slapping her buttocks-hard. It was Izzie's hand.

"Just keep der ass still, verdammt!" he roared.

She gasped as she felt his finger plunder her anal pucker, and remembering what he had done to her at this hotel the first time he had brought her here, she twisted her head around in time to see him kneeling between her thighs and those of Harold, as well. Izzie continued working with obscene concentration over the naked cleft of her rounded ass-cheeks. Her mind was dulled with fear and shame, for she knew only too well what he was going to try and do to her. But surely he didn't expect to do it while this other man's cock was buried in her cunt. Her ass-hole was too narrow for anything like that, now.

She jerked as she felt his outstretched finger nudging a little deeper into her helpless rectum. He wasn't going to wait. He would rip her rectal tissues right out of her if he tried fucking her now.

"Wait ... wait ... wait...," she begged. "Izzie, you can t . ...

She was screaming with alarm as the mustached man's hands tugged apart her fearfully trembling buttocks. She tried hard to wriggle away, but his finger relentlessly drove deeper into her anus. She tried flexing the moons of her ass-cheeks together, but the pressure of his thumbs, pulling them apart, was too great. He was stretching her back cheeks wider and wider apart, and she felt cool air rushing through the crevice, making her shudder.

"Izzie ... don't you dare...," she gasped. "That's sick!"

"Shut your face, damn you!" the German Gypsy insisted, snarling behind her, his voice hoarse and choked up with unnatural passion.

At that moment, Harold gripped her hips and began ramming her up and down on the throbbing length of his powerful phallus until, despite herself, Susan found herself almost delirious with the feelings or delight all over again. She was enraptured at the pressure of the cock in her cunt, even though the man attached to the cock meant nothing to her.

"I done this lotsa times on liberty," he told her, grinning at her. "We double-fucked chicks right and left. Watch! You'll be able to handle it, too. When Izzie stretches your ass-hole a little more, you'll love it."

Susan gave another gasp of protest, tears filling her helpless eyes at the realization that the two of them intended performing this unnatural act on her. Izzie was once again going to sodomize her. God! How would she live through this? She'd had such happiness with Tom, and Izzie was here to spoil it all. Once again, she had no one but herself to blame for inviting Izzie in the first place. If Tom broke in on this now, and saw other men doing this to her, she feared he would never want anything more to do with her. God! She felt so terribly ashamed, so miserable about it all.

She jerked as she felt the outstretched finger dig deeper into her rear, and she stiffened with horror, thinking how sick these men were, two degenerates. She tried hard to squirm her buttocks away from Izzie as Harold continued to skewer her mercilessly with his shaft. Izzie already had the finger in to the first knuckle, and now he crammed it into her all the harder, pushing until he had the finger all the way into her tight ass-hole. Susan jumped from the unexpected sensation, but remained silent this time. She refused to give these two monsters the satisfaction of hearing her plead for mercy again.

Grinning excitedly, Izzie rotated his finger in the tight little puckered opening as the beautiful redhead's voluptuous body continued moving up and down on the thickness of Harold's powering penis. Little by little the discomfort in her anus continued lessening, and her mind concentrated more on the cock ramming into her cunt than the finger in her rear. Slowly she relaxed, moving her hips in time to the way Harold was lifting his cock into her, voluntarily sitting down on it and meeting each vibrant thrust of his phallus, and she liked the feeling more than she cared to admit, not because she had any feelings other than loathing for Harold as well as Izzie, but because her inner self was being stimulated beyond belief. For a breathless moment the intrusion in her anus actually felt good, intensifying all her inner sensations, but then she felt additional pressure as Izzie added yet another finger. The pain intensified for a moment, then began lessening, and just when it had faded away, she felt Izzie yank his fingers from her rectum, making her aware how empty she felt back there.

She gasped as she felt the smelly little man edging closer, pushing her thighs wider apart with his knees as he moved in behind her helplessly skewered feminine body. Then, overcome by the sight of her twin ass moons, he leaned down, his face falling to her tantalizing buttocks and he began tonguing wetly and sloppily at the crevice between them. Saliva poured from his mouth and all but rained into the tiny little narrow opening sending strange shivers of forbidden delight coursing uncontrollably through the lovely woman.

Suddenly Harold's hands clamped firmly around her waist, holding her in place as he lifted her, for an instant freeing her of the vaginal impalement she had been feeling. Behind her, Izzie grasped harshly at her nakedly flaring hips, holding her perfectly steady in front of him as he aimed his phallic tip at the wetly moistened split and then ran the head up and down through the crack, spreading the gobs of saliva evenly across her tiny little pucker. Then he gripped his pulsing penis even more tightly, aimed the head at the little twinkling brown star, and pressed it against the tiny little opening.

Susan shuddered in fear at the initial contact, knowing this time there would be nothing to keep her rear hole from splitting, especially once Harold crammed his cock back into her cunt. She tried hard to wriggle away, but Harold had her firmly in hand, and then she felt Izzie's cock press against her rear opening, and once again she felt the agony as her ass-hole automatically clenched.

"Ohhhhh ... hhhhaaaa nnnngggghhhh ... Izzzzz-zzieeeee ... d-o-o-o-o-nnn't...,"

Her scream pierced the breathless silence of the room as she suddenly felt the tightly resisting ring of her anus surrender even more quickly this time than the last time. The unyielding pressure of Izzie's penis was too much for her. In a sudden blaze of horrified agony, the lust-swollen penile head pushed inside her anus with a "pop."

The agony of the depraved intrusion was overwhelming, and it vibrated through every fiber of her being. She babbled incoherently, pleading for mercy, but Izzie was deaf to her. She groaned with agony as the organ sank all the more deeply into her rectal channel. God! God! It was useless to dream of asking for any kind of consideration from either of these animals.

Now it was Harold's turn. He tugged her slowly down, and the thick head of his cock once again intruded into her vaginal cave, her cunt made all the tighter by Izzie's cock in her rectum, just as his cock now made her anal tunnel even tighter. For Susan this was debasing and tormenting.

She felt the thickness of the one in her cunt rubbing against the skinny one in her rectum, and only thin membrane of tissue separated the two throbbing organs. She writhed in the hope of somehow or other freeing herself from either or both of the twin impalers, but even now as she wriggled she realized the pain she felt in her rear was once again changing, as it had the first time Izzie had fucked her back there, just as the agony in her cunt was also changing. She felt a dual thrill at the twin impalement, and she began moving her hips and thighs back and forth on the two organs.

There was no further delay on Izzie's part. Excited by the idea of fucking Susan, debasing her, and at the same time making money from the pictures he would use, he began fucking furiously into the rubbery depths of her rectum, while Harold used powerful upward strokes to ram into her seething cunt. The bed springs squeaked in protest at the rough treatment.

As if the two men had come to some unspoken agreement, both cocks pulled back at the same time, then both shoved forward, one into the tightness of her narrow rectum, the other into almost the equal tightness of her vagina. In and out, they rammed themselves back and forth, cramming her full of cock both in front and in back. Susan, who a moment earlier, had been terrified and in agony, realized the pain was fast disappearing, and it was being replaced by something good, something enjoyable, something totally delightful. Then it came to her that she might just as well enjoy this, in spite of the two animals doing this to her, because the odds were greatly against her ever being fucked by two men at the same time again. Tom would never allow it.

The two men buffeted her in unison now, one moving in while the other moved out, then reversing themselves. They hammered into her wantonly writhing form with thrilled delight, pounding her again and again and again. As a result, the passion intensified in all three people, and Susan was unable to keep it hidden.

The redheaded woman's entire being was becoming a quaking mass of lust as she continued undulating with wild abandon. She was totally lost in this wild and overpowering sensation, and she crazily rotated her hips and buttocks, joyfully skewering herself on the two masculine organs in spite of the hate she felt for both men. She squeezed with her vaginal muscles, thrilling Harold who had never fucked a tight cunt before, and then she crushed with her rectal muscles, making it difficult for Izzie to move his cock, yet making him enjoy it all that much more. A marvelous, almost volcanic sensation continued mounting ever higher in her shuddering interior, and Susan knew something different was going to happen-something she might never feel again.

"Annnnhhhh ... onnnn hhhh ... oooo nnhhhh hh-hhhh hhhhuuuunnnnhhhh...," she groaned out loud, feeling numbing pleasure charge through her in shattering waves of ecstatic sensation as lust continually surged through her helplessly impaled loins, branching out through her entire body, making her forget everything in the world other than that which she was feeling. Glorious sensations pounded through her nakedly quivering body like an angry surf.

"Oh, Christ! Lookit her fuck!" Harold gasped breathlessly, unable to believe such a sedate female was capable of putting the blowsy whores he had known to shame. She was jerking back and forth, totally out of control, her body jerking and moving and vibrating, building toward a cresting dual orgasm.

"She's going to come!" Izzie gasped, proud of himself, for he was certain he was the sole reason why Susan was on the verge of orgasm. No other woman had ever come with his cock in her before. In fact, Susan hadn't come the first time he had ass-fucked her, and so he had been surprised when she came, before. Now he knew she was on the verge again, and he was more surprised.

Lying flat on his back on the bed, Harold at that point was unable to do anything other than simply lie there, nodding helplessly as he felt her vaginal muscles clamp down tightly around his rapidly swelling penis. He sensed the shudder of orgasm tear through her dually impaled body as her mouth hung open, and her tongue protruded. The helpless woman was totally out of her mind with desire as two orgasms shattered their way through her body at the same time.-

"YYYYAAAAAIIIII YYYYEEEEEIIIII AAAAA-GGGGHHHHHH UUUUNNNNGGGGG HHHHH-AAAAAIIIIIYYYYYAAAA IIIIIYYYYYAAAAA GGGGHHHHUUUUNNNGGGG GGGGHHHH!" she shrieked.

Izzie was startled by the loudness of her scream, but he was patting himself on the back, proud he was the cause of this orgasm, certain had it not been for him, Susan would never have known how good a climax would feel. He attributed it all solely to his own cock, never once thinking it was the dual fucking that was doing all this. Susan was a priceless woman, after all. Maybe, just maybe he would give her some of the money he intended extorting from Tom Warren, if she continued fucking like this. But then, he expected her to continue fucking like this no matter what. He'd have to have second thoughts about giving her money. After all, if he gave her too much money, she might run away and leave him.

Again and again the twin phalluses pounded into Susan's body, enhancing sensation that much more for her, her red hair flying this way and that as she lay on top of Harold, her body unable to move, her ass being moved by Izzie's cock thrusting in and out, and as a result still lifting her cunt up and down on the hard stock attached to the dimwitted Harold.

Susan's brain was wildly reeling as she heard a low animal-like growl in Izzie's throat as his skinny little penis continued filling her rectum. She was aware of the man's penis in her rectum beginning to pulsate and throb, expanding as it pummeled her interior again and again. She was also aware of Harold's penis thickening in her desperately contracting vagina, and she clamped even harder on it to speed his orgasm.

"AAAAACCCCCHHHHH ... YYYYAAAA-NNNNGGGGHHHH ... HHHHHHHHNNNN-

GGGG HHHHAAARRRRRGGGHHHH ... OOOO-NNNNGGGGHHHAAA GGGGHHHHHHH!" Izzie bellowed, and a white bubbling river of seminal fluid began spurting into her rectum as it had the other time he had sodomized her. The organ was so powerful, Susan was willing to swear it splashed into her colon and almost reached into her small intestine.

Harold, feeling the skinny man's release, moved his cock all the more furiously in her cunt, pumping wildly in and out, in and out, intent on attaining his own satisfaction. The summit was almost there at the moment. He was almost out of breath. Jeez! This was going to be the best come he had ever known.

"HHHHAAAAYYYYEEEE AAAAAHHHHH ... HHHHUUUU NNNNGGGG HHHHH ... GOOOOO-DDDDD UUUUHHHHHH ... GGGGAAAANNNN-GGG HHHHUUUNNNNN GGGGHHH!" he bellowed, firing blast after blast of semen into the feminine concavity between Susan's legs as she was forced to continue riding him by the thrusts of Izzie's cock in her ass.

A moment later, she realized Izzie's cock had slipped from her rectum, and then she was allowed to fall to the side of the bed so that Harold's cock fell out of her cunt, and the oozings of both men came draining out of her, running down the backs of her thighs, as well as her inner thighs. Then she simply lay there, feeling horrible, for she was certain Tom would believe she might have been part of a conspiracy against him, and she wouldn't blame him for thinking it.