Chapter 13
Dawn slid her head downward slowly between Ellen's long, well-tapered, nakedly splayed white legs. The closer that her tongue moved toward Ellen's palpitating, desire-ridden cunt, the more pronounced the fragrance of the blonde's muff became as Dawn eyed the golden tresses of her pubic vee, then the pink warmth of her now electrified velvety vagina, which had been pushed to a state of invigorating excitement by Dawn's earlier finger and tongue efforts directed toward her jutting breasts and aroused nipples.
"Start sucking before I whip your ass," Darrell commanded, his voice taking on an added edge of impatience.
Although fear and embarrassment dominated Dawn's inner being, those same seething flames of lusty desire that had characterized her earlier actions with Ellen were still present. She now knew that anything short of perfect blind obedience on her part toward placating Darrell's demands would be met with harsh reprisal.
Her tongue suddenly lurched forward, brushing against the matted silky pubic hairs of an already infatuated Ellen, whose swirling hips danced with merriment. She had felt those name early waves of misgiving that had been an inherent part of Dawn, but as the activity continued to evolve she grew to like what was happening to her, particularly the way that Dawn's spellbinding tongue would surge with blazing anxiety against her warm, responsive breasts. The slithering movements of Dawn's tongue brushing against her pubic locks caused Ellen's heart to pound with surging waves of pulsating desire.
"Start sucking her faster," Darrell crisply ordered, delighted at the results he was achieving and basking in voyeuristic delight over the manner in which he was being entertained. "Start pushing your tongue against her snatch. Show her you really mean business, you little bitch. Go after her cunt. Eat out every drop of her pussy juice. I expect you to show a lot of enthusiasm so let's really get into it. Do it, c'mon, really suck out her cunt."
While Ellen's taut, widely spread ass cheeks maneuvered back and forth in a sea of turbulent anxiety, Dawn's tongue moved dramatically from the blonde's curly pubic hairs and into the salacious confines of her wet pink vaginal flesh.
The brunette's wet scarlet tongue pushed its way into the fiery depths of Ellen's puffy cuntlips, her tongue laving her devastated vaginal walls with lascivious ecstasy. No, Dawn realized down deep, it was more than the insistent demands of Darrell to which she was reacting. There was a certain chemistry that had developed between her and the panting, palpitating blonde that she was sucking with speedy enthusiasm that could neither be explained nor denied. The only thing she was certain about was its existence.
Remembering what Darrell had said earlier, and recalling how she had reacted on those occasions when men had sucked her twat, Dawn decided that it was time to let her tongue ravenously explore the forbidden reaches of Ellen's clitoris, and so her scalding red tongue began to push against the tiny bud of her wet, quiveringly erect love button, causing her seething white buttocks to spasm in nervous reaction to the piercing tongue thrusts.
Even though Ellen was doing her best to suppress her feelings at least outwardly, ashamed to let the men know just how much she was enjoying the bristling action that a woman was providing for her, she was unable to hold back a loud gasp that emanated when Dawn's stiffly probing tongue flung against the sensitive confines of her erect clitoris.
"Keep sucking, go faster," Darrell shouted. "You're gonna have her off with just a few more quick strokes. Oh damn, this is something, I'm about to go off just watching you two."
Dawn's sweeping tongue pushed against Ellen's throbbing clitoris for a few more strokes, then abruptly switched her tingly tongue contact to Ellen's slickened cunt. Beads of perspiration rolled down the excited blonde's armpits as Dawn blaster away with her piercing tongue, driving it with unswerving swiftness as it speared her twat.
Ellen's nostrils flared with seething zeal as Dawn pushed her ever nearer the precipice of a seismic cunt-blast. The imminent explosion smoldered relentlessly within her, the cuntal shock waves magnifying with each vigorous, spearing thrust that Dawn delivered.
While Dawn's steadily determined tongue kept driving into the wet, sweltering depths of Ellen s blazing vagina, the brunette reached up with her zealous fingers and let them press and push against the firm, ripe melons of Ellen's jiggling breasts, which twisted from side to side while her ravenous tongue salaciously attacked her forbidden orifice.
"Oh, Dawn honey, I'm almost off," Ellen sighed, her hips gyrating with wild desire. "Get me off, I'm on fire, my pussy is on fire, keep sucking me."
Spurred on with even greater intensity by the sound of Ellen's urgent tones, Dawn's twisting tongue sensitively collided with the wet petals of Ellen's tingly pink pussy a few more times, after which the blonde could hold back no more and the spewing droplets of salacious pussy sauce sprayed voluminously from her twat as she hissed loudly, her flouncing buttocks plopping luridly against the mat as she listened to the slurping sounds of Dawn gobbling up the droplets of pussy juice.
Dawn kept telling herself as she went after every escaping drop of juice just how important it was to please Darrell. She kept trying to convince herself that, that was the only reason for her enthusiasm, but she was having difficulty making herself believe it as she kept gulping down the fiery cunt liquid.
When the stream ceased and Dawn released her tongue from Ellen's pussy, she immediately observed a wild-eyed Darrell moving menacingly toward her, his fingers whipping with lusty anticipation as they drove up and down the thick meaty surface of his long, hard cock, which bulged with rippling desire.
"Now I'm really gonna get mine," he smiled sadistically.
Dawn braced herself, her body tensing spontaneously as she tried to anticipate what was coming. She was reasonably certain of one thing, a conviction that was reinforced by the way that Darrell was staring at her, and that was Darrell's strong revenge motivation, which was interspersed with lust. She feared that he not only wanted to get his rocks off, but that he desired to hurt her as well.
Removing his fingers from his hard sturdy cock, Darrell threw himself down on his knees, landing inches from the trembling Dawn. Anticipation welled up within him as he got ready to achieve something that he had dreamed of for so long without success, the opportunity to not only have sex with Dawn, but to get it on his own terms in any way that he saw fit. The barriers of restraint were removed and he had the opportunity to proceed as he saw fit.
A raging genital heat enveloped his surging loins as Darrell reached out and let his fingers sharply grab Dawn's firm milky white breasts. He pinched and squeezed the ripe melons, eventually letting his fingernails dig in solidly against her breasts. Dawn grimaced and gasped painfully as Darrell dug in some more, exercising force as a broad smile swept across his face. His vengeance campaign was reaching another milestone at the stunning brunette's expense.
Once that he finished digging his fingernails resolutely against Dawn's breasts, Darrell allowed his fingers to push firmly against her pink nipples. He kneaded the flesh ever so swiftly, then once more brought his fingernails into play, letting them twist and thrust, against the pebble-like surface as Dawn moaned throatily.
"Sure, I'm hurting you some," he laughed as he withdrew his fingernails from her nipples, "and I figure to be hurting you some more. But I'm gonna get my share of thrills, that's for sure."
Darrell listened to Dawn whimper, then reached down with both hands and allowed his grinding fingers to explore the firm fleshy ridges of his victim's superbly-contoured ass cheeks. The deeper that his intense fingers dug into the resilient folds of silky flesh, the more noticeable Dawn's painful moans became. It was obvious to Darrell that she was the kind of spoiled woman who was used to getting her way in sex, as well as in other things, and it made him feel extra good to know that he was in a position to teach her a lesson.
Her fingernails continued to sharply indent against Dawn's quivering buttocks, which had already been reddened by Darrell's earlier vigorous whip assault. She let out a sigh of relief when he finally turned loose of her ass cheeks, allowing his stiffly probing fingers to shove downward and make jolting contact against her creamy thighs. The moment that his searing fingers made contact with the white flesh his heart started pulsating more rapidly than ever. The raging genital heat within him accelerated in his highly sensitive lust-bloated balls as he moved ever nearer the point when he would have to directly satisfy his electrified cock as thousands of volts seemed to he gushing through his vitally alive body. He realized that even though he was eager to hurt Dawn and was desirous of gaining revenge against her that he also had strong urges toward her as a sex partner, and now that he was fulfilling them Darrell felt like he had been projected into the clouds.
While his fingers stirringly pushed up and down Dawn's trembling thighs and ankles Darrell shoved his tremulous, rock hard body forward, looking down all the while at his huge swollen cock. He heaved a loud sigh, jerked his hips back and forth with nervous anxiety, then drove his sharply devastating cock into the previously forbidden portals of Dawn's hair-fringed fissure.
His first blistering stab was administered with lightning precision and razor sharp impact, stinging Dawn's sensitive cuntal channel as his cock roared savagely, pummeling her between her quivering, nakedly splayed thighs as Darrell let out a grunt.
"What a tight ass," he exclaimed, looking over at his friends Jason and Charlie and grinning. "What a fucking ass! Do I ever love sticking my prick into this!"
Darrell's fingers fastened against Dawn's shapely thighs with sharper ridgity and impact as he warmed up to the experience of hammering his flaming penis spear into the tight inner depths of Dawn's pink-slitted cunt.
While Dawn's sleek hips contracted under the tempestuous fury of her pursuer's thundering cock attack, she uplifted her twisting alabaster buttocks as she let out an animalish mewl. As much as she had hated this beast who was imposing his will physically upon her, and who had earlier thrashed her ass with a whip, there was something impressive about his unmitigated lustful intrusions into tightly clinging cuntal walls. The faster that he pumped his unyielding phallic hose into the intimate confines of her scalding cunt, which was wrought with searing passion, the closer that she found herself moving toward the seemingly unexplainable act of orgasm, unexplainable in view of the contempt in which she held the panting bully who was taking her by force. .
Darrell began sucking air in short surges as his cock dramatically poled in its foreskinned excitement into her wetly seeping cuntal sheath. Once more she hissed and mewled animalishly as Darrell looked down at Dawn's hair-enshadowed loins and delivered his stinging penis with great gusto. His throbbing balls beat a steady tattoo against her naked, upturned ass cheeks as Darrell's lust inciting cock secretions continued, projecting him ever closer to the state of a captivating climax.
The delicate lips of Dawn's pink pussy started experiencing sensations that were more torrid than ever as she pushed that much nearer to the tingly precipice of a cuntal explosion. Her belly seethed with wanton lust. Even though she still hated Darrell, Dawn could not help responding to the intensity of his stiffly driving cock, which kept hammering with meaty impact inside the slickened confines of her throbbing cunt.
His twisting fingers clung sharply to Dawn's shapely thighs while her hips flung with blistering zeal from side to side. The searing juices started to pour like bolts of wild volcanic lava from Dawn's searing, wetly palpitating cuntal channel as she heaved a low, lust-inspired moan.
All the while Darrell kept driving the coned length of his surging cock with reckless zeal, shoving his impaling vehicle crisply into the fiery inner depths of her tight furry triangle, overjoyed that the juices were splashing from her slit. He knew that it would take very little time to sufficiently ignite the building blockbuster of wild sensation within his loins until the thick droplets of his spewing white penis juice would gush from the tip of his throbbing cock.
His body careened forward with greater urgency than ever as Darrell sharply jabbed his grinding dagger-like prick into Dawn's still pulsating pussy. His pelvis shoved dramatically against hers as the salacious sensations that dominated his stone hard penis accelerated to the point where he knew that the end was inevitably near. Darrell looked down at his quivering, lust-bloated balls and gasped.
The heavily pulsing head of his sturdy dagger implanted itself into the wet warmth of Dawn's moist cuntal sheath a few more times, after which he could hold back the onrushing floodtide of thick white penis-juice no longer.
The scalding liquid cum began to spurt with flame-like impact from the resolute tip of Darrell's steadily onrushing cock in the form of an atomic explosion, his hips and buttocks gliding with unswerving desire as he heaved a series of short, puffy gasps.
Dawn's fiery ass cheeks flared with burning ecstasy, twisting with great rapidity back and forth as the steaming droplets of thick gushing fluid kept spraying from the end of Darrell's devouring cock.
He watched the hotly gushing sperm splash into the fiery tightness of Dawn's twisting pink slit until the final few droplets had inundated her, following which he then released his organ.
It was not until Darrell removed his cock from Dawn's pussy that she began to feel the burning acute waves of pain. Her vagina had been ravaged by his ravenous non-stop cock efforts, and it wasn't until the action came to a halt chat she felt the great waves of tugging pain. Darrell had been determined to hurt her and had managed to do so in a number of ways.
"Do you still feel high and mighty now?" a grinning Darrell asked when it was all over.
"No," she said in a soft, barely audible tone.
"I would hope not. You needed to be taught a lesson and you got it. At least your very first lesson."
Dawn cringed when the words "first lesson" were uttered. They told her a great deal. What she had experienced was perhaps only the first of many such experiences at the hands of these brutal, barbaric captors. She wondered how long poor Ellen had been held by them, and the extent to which she had been dehumanized and debauched by these unsympathetic, hard-nosed bastards. Then too there was another nagging doubt which persisted in her mind—just how could she actually experience titillations with this dreadful beast Darrell? Try and deny it as she might, the fact remained that she had become excited during his wild and unmerciful cock attack.