Chapter 10
"Suck it now! Suck it good, or I'll beat your ass until it bleeds!"
The words reverberated in Cindy's consciousness like the dialogue from a surreal melodrama. It was as if suddenly her lover, her boyfriend, her only mentor in the world of courtship had undergone a sort of Dr. Jeckyl-Mr. Hyde transformation, and now he was about to live out the Mr. Hyde version of his personality. It was awful to hear him acting this way, and yet there was nothing she could do to stop him. He had full control over her and there was no denying it.
His words, his vile attitude, everything about the situation made Cindy suddenly feel a strange masochistic madness. It was as if some new form of thinking suddenly took hold of her body. As he pulled her face toward the throbbing column of flesh protruding from his naked crotch, she opened her mouth to receive the cock that slid against the warm wetness of her lips and plunged all the way to the back of her throat in one long stroke that nearly gagged her.
Desperately, she elapsed a hand around the base as her tongue licked around it in circling motions in her struggle to keep from choking. The moment her mouth closed around the hard column, it seemed to come to life, jerking wildly with each touch of her swirling tongue. He held her head tightly in his two hands as he began to saw his cock in and out of her mouth and throat until Cindy could feel the hair of his groin brushing against her lips. Almost involuntarily, she bit down with her teeth, but it only seemed to make him thrust harder into her warm, wet cavity.
"Suck! Suck harder, Cynthia! You can do it!" he groaned ramming his cock deeper and deeper into her tortured throat as he felt his balls grow tight with the pressure of his cum. Just the sight of her young lipsticked mouth ovaled around his erect prick was enough to make him excited, and his lust grew with each bobbing motion of her head.
Her warm mouth was like butter as she took nearly the full length of the rigidly pulsating shaft into her throat, her tongue swirling maddeningly around the head of it, lashing at it like hot flames of desire. He dropped his hands from her face, lowering them to the round mounds of her full white breasts, and he pinched the erect nipples again, hard between his thumb and forefinger to elicit deep, throaty groans from her already lust-wracked body.
Cindy sucked to satisfy him, for she feared that this was her only means of escape. If she could get him to cum off in her mouth, then she could put an end to all of this humiliating submission. She could, once and for all, satisfy him and thus end the purpose she served for him. It would be over and that would be something.
Her head bobbed up and down the hard cock like a machine, and the masochistic joy of being used like a dirty slut permeated her body in tingling sensations of submissive surrender. It was the only reason to give way, to enjoy the perverse satisfaction of being used to the ultimate degree. She was not really giving way to her own desires, but to something more psychologically satisfying, something that would make none of this her own responsibility. She felt moisture forming down between the soft folds of her warm pussy, lubricating fluid to remind her of the growing passion in her abused young body. Digging her teeth into the hard, vein-lined flesh of his penis, Cindy backed away from his groin, leaving white lines the length of his column where the blood had been forced from the surface by her teeth.
She plunged her head back down again, taking nearly the full length of his cock back into the warm moisture of her mouth, while she nipped and licked and sucked on the pungent tasting flesh as if she wanted to consume all of him. It was the only answer to his all demanding desires—submission, plain and simple, and perhaps it would prevent him from actually fucking her in the cunt.
But the taste, the man's smell, all of the vile action was driving her into a fit of lust, and she slid her free hand down over the smooth skin of her belly, her middle finger searching out unconsciously the narrow slit of her own cunt. Her clitoris was throbbing like a wild creature with a mood of its own, and she touched it and then massaged it in submissive obedience to her demanding body.
Her long, blonde hair had fallen in great cascades of yellow flame around her bobbing head, and Chris was completely gone with his fit of passion. He'd never in a thousand years expected this kind of response from Cindy as she sucked his cock, and he couldn't contain himself any longer. He wanted to see her cheeks hollow and expand as his hot cum filled her mouth and belly, and he shoved his hips up, driving his swollen cock into the depths of her throat as the first joy of climax wracked his body.
"Eeeeeeeuuuuuuuuu! Swallow it, honey! Don't lose a drop, you little cocksucker! Get it all down! All of it!"
Cindy felt the head of his cock suddenly swell up larger and she knew instinctively that he was about to cum. She shoved her long middle finger into her cunt almost involuntarily. She knew this was a lewd, obscene thing to do, but she couldn't help herself. It was like masturbating. She just had to do it just now. She simultaneously felt the first hot blast of his cum fired into her throat and she gulped the hot semen down faster and faster according to his demands, her adams apple bobbing up and down in her frenzy to get all of the sticky fluid into her mouth that she could.
She swallowed the hot, boiling cream squirting into the back of her throat in great gulps, her cheeks bloating then hollowing as her warm cavity filled and emptied, over and over again. Chris's face was tensed into one huge wrinkle, as if the very breath had been sucked out of his tired body, but his cock kept firing out his cum while Cindy drove her finger furiously in and out of her clasping pussy. Her belly jerked and spasmed as she felt the wave of something hot and wet taking over her body, arid she clicked her tongue on the hot, spongy prick cap as though it were a prize possession never to be lost.
Suddenly, Chris's cock began to deflate, but Cindy aimed to keep hold of it with her mouth and lips because she wanted to be sure that Chris was completely satisfied for this was the only sure way she had of keeping him from actually fucking her. It was one thing to give way to a masochistic urge to submit, but it was entirely another to actually have intercourse with a man. Somehow, she could see herself fingerfucking her pussy and sucking off Chris's cock, but she could not imagine having his penis inside her vagina. That would be an immoral, vile thing to do.
When she thought he was completely satisfied, she pulled away and let go of his cock with her lips. He settled down on the sofa huffing and puffing and smiling. She had some cum dripping on her chin, and he found it especially amusing. "Wipe your mouth," he said. "I don't want to kiss a girl with jism on her lips."
She drew the back of her hand across her mouth and started to wipe it off on the sofa. "Not there," he said. "Lick it." Dutifully, she licked the back of her hand where the remaining cum was. "That's better," he said.
She looked over at Sherry who sat on the other side of the room. The other woman was smiling as though the whole spectacle pleased her immensely.
"Well, well, well," said Chris, reaching out and touching Cindy on the top of her smooth, girlish thigh, "I think we can just about consider you ready for something like a real fuck now, can't we?"
"Wh-What?" asked Cindy in disbelief. Her plan to appease his sensuous appetites by sucking Chris's cock had apparently failed. He still intended to have intercourse with her. She glanced down at his deflated cock hoping that it would be too soft to even imagine as capable. But already the mushroom headed thickness was getting stiff and standing upright again. "God no," she moaned, holding her head in her hands. "Please don't make me, Chris? Please ... ?"
"It's gonna be nice, honey," said Chris, putting his hand on her naked shoulder. "Me and Sherry fuck all the time and now, if you'll be doing it with me, I won't have to do it with Sherry any more. I'm sorry we had to be so brutal to you, but it seemed like the only way."
"I still don't want to do it, not inside me."
"Don't worry about a thing," said Chris. "It's gonna be fun."
He was pumping his spent prick, sliding his fingers up and down the skin of the shaft, and the blood reservoir of the spongy cap was filling quickly. Cindy tried to avert her eyes from the growing male column, but there was to be no denying its hardness. Already Chris was developing another thick pole of erotic impalement, and this time she knew there would be no stopping him. She turned to Sherry for assistance and felt suddenly, desperately, alone and naked.