Chapter 6
"Judy," Stan Gonz said to the young brown-haired girl, "this is Artie. Artie has been one of the top men in another local and he's just come over to join us. I want you to take him around and show him New York."
The man to whom Stan Gonz was referring was a large, hulking individual with a heavy beard. He was a little pudgy around the waist, but very powerful, otherwise.
"I thought I was going to spend the evening with you," Judy said to him, thinking it preferable to being mauled by this monster of a man.
"All right!" Gonz snapped. "Suppose we all go into my office and talk."
"What's this all about?" Judy asked.
"Come inside," Gonz ordered.
Shrugging, the young woman rose, straightening her blue dress, and walked into Gonz's office. Gonz and Artie followed her, and Gonz shut the door behind him and locked it.
"D'you know your sister has been with my accountant every day for the past week?" Gonz asked.
"No," Judy lied. "How would I know? I only introduced them on your say-so."
"I don't like any broad hanging around with Drew for some length of time," Gonz told her. "She gets too chummy, and Drew sometimes gets too talky. I don't want him talky."
"What could he say that would interest Debbie?" Judy asked.
"Oh shit! You're starting to get snotty again," Gonz snapped. "Don't get cute with me, Judy. I know you. I know how your mind works. Even though you've been playing sweet, you've been putting me off all week with crap about your having 'that time of the month.'"
"Well I told you it would be over today," she replied, shuddering. "That's why we're supposed to be together tonight."
"Until you find another excuse. Well I'm not going to give you a chance to make any more excuses. Judy, open the fucking bed in the couch. Do it, now!"
"Wh-What are you going to do?" she asked.
"Obviously, Artie and I are going to fuck you."
"You can't be serious," Judy gasped.
"I'm very serious," he replied. "You have to learn that I'm the one who's heading up this local, and everyone in it, including you, have to do what I want, when I want it, and that means you fuck when I say, how I say, and for whom I say."
By now, Judy had the sofa-bed open, and Gonz threw her down on it, saying, "Artie, you're a guest here, so you go first."
The bearded man smiled, looking like a grizzly bear, and walking over to the bed, reached down, grabbed Judy, and tugged her to her feet. He had the odor of the open road on him, and though it was by no means a bad smell, it made her nose crinkle.
"What if she screams?" Artie asked Gonz.
"The walls here are thicker than bank vault doors," he replied. "No one'll hear her."
"Please don't do this," the terrified girl whimpered. "You shut up," Gonz snapped at her. "You're gonna learn you don't try fucking with Stan Gonz unless it's with your cunt."
"Stay cool," Artie told her. "You'll find I'm kinda nice when it comes to filling your pussy. Look, you strip down and save me a lotta bother, huh?"
"Do as the man says," Gonz ordered.
"No!" Judy said, her voice quavering with fear. "I certainly will not. I don't belong to you ... not now, not ever."
"You bitch!" Gonz snapped, and he slapped her hard, right across her right cheek. She staggered back and he reached out, grabbed her by the collar of her dress, and ripped, tearing the dress in two as he tugged it from her body. "You don't wanna undress willingly, this is what happens. One way or another the clothes are coming off"
Judy stood there in utter silence, afraid to speak again, feeling so totally helpless in her panties and brassiere. She felt their staring eyes looking right through her, seeing what she sported under her scan ties. Her whitely lush body trembled as Artie walked over, and with a series of quick tugs removed her brassiere, pantyhose, and panties.
"Don't do this, Mr. Gonz," she begged. "Please don't do this, I never did you any harm."
"No one ever did me any harm," he told her, "because I always anticipate it and stop it ahead of time."
It was bad enough having to stave off a monster like Gonz. Now there were two of them, and Gonz wasn't even trying to be nice. What he and Artie had planned was out-and-out rape. She wondered how any man had pleasure in doing this to a girl. Artie's thick hands were already mauling her breasts.
"Stop!" Judy screamed. "This is all wrong. You're hurting me. Don't do this."
"You shut the fuck up," the bearded Artie told her. "We're gonna have ourselves a good time, today. Me, I want your cunt. I'm gonna fuck it dry. So instead of you giving me a hard time, I'm gonna give you a hard cock. I think I'll fuck you doggie-style. So just lie down on your belly and spread those thighs, and old Artie will give you the thrill of a lifetime."
Judy was sobbing in terror, too afraid to move even a little. She didn't dare defy them, and she certainly didn't dare try getting away. She was trapped. The man with the heavy beard was tightly gripping her breasts with what felt like claws of steel. For one moment, the grip he had on her was so powerful, she was afraid he might rip her full breasts from her body. Taking a deep breath, Judy regained control of herself, willing it to stop struggling, if only to keep herself from being hurt. Stan Gonz was already standing behind her, and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders from behind, and then he made her start as he jammed his fingers between her soft and tender thighs from in back of her. The fingers forced her loins apart, working their way into her pubic area.
The quivering shakes slowly passed, and though Judy calmed down, she continued whimpering as one pair of hands continued toying with her breasts, while a third hand rubbed through her vaginal slash, and the fourth hand removed itself from her shoulders and began toying with her asscrack. When Gonz stopped playing with the genitals he was arousing, Judy was hoping he might have had a change of heart. Without looking behind her, she realized it was a forlorn hope as she heard him undressing. He pressed his body against hers, and she felt the thick length of his massive cock rubbing between her buttocks. It was so immensely thick.
Artie released the hold he had on her breasts and she watched him step back and saw him undress while never taking his eyes from her lush body. She felt his stare burning into her as she felt one of Gonz's hands slide around front from behind and move up to cup her breasts. At the same time, his other hand also came around front and moved down to reach into her vaginal division with its moving fingers.
The hand on her breasts was cupping each of her mammaries in turn, feeling them, squeezing them, kneading them and teasing both nipples, sometimes singly, sometimes at the same time. Gonz had such smooth, supple, almost gentle hands in spite of the rough way he was handling her, Judy almost thought of what was happening as pleasurable. Then he began pulling on her nipples, stretching them, making her stand taller as he tugged them.
"Shee-it! What a fucking body she's got," Artie grunted. "She's really made for fucking. I'm glad you let me get a piece of her, Stan. Ain't often I run across meat this choice."
"Prime, not choice," Gonz corrected. "Now if only her mind was prime, everything would be okay. I think after today she'll come to understand things a bit more clearly."
Judy knew it was useless to say anything or argue with them, and so she remained silent, her head high, refusing to look into Artie's face as he continued mauling and manhandling her with his eyes as well as his hands. Against her will she was feeling heatedly warm. Her body was starting to respond even though she didn't want it to because of the pressure of Gonz's hands as they tugged her nipples. Fire was starting to flash and surge through her body as Gonz took his hand from her vaginal area and used both hands to mash her breasts.
"I'm gonna give you a special treat," Artie told her. "Before I stuff my cock into you, I'm gonna let you play with it with your hands. I know you're gonna be real nice to it."
She looked down and almost jumped. Stan Gonz was huge, but compared to Artie's cock, his own was a pencil. What she was looking at was something that looked as if it had been grafted to the man from an elephant.
He reached out, grabbed her right hand, and brought it down to his penis. The organ was so thick her fingers were unable to curl all the way around it. Gonz's cock was still rubbing between the cheeks of her ass, and she sensed its thickness as being much less than that of the organ she was now tightly gripping. Her hand automatically held it as tightly as she dared without actually digging her fingertips into it. Little by little her hand moved along its length, feeling the hairy scrotum. Hairy? His balls felt as if it had pine needles growing out of them.
The head of his cock was as thick as a handball, and her fingers felt the sticky ooze leaking from its vertical slit.
"My God!" Judy gasped, her voice quaking with terror. "You'll never fit something like that inside me. No human female in the world can hold something that massive."
Gonz squeezed his fingers around her breasts, tightening his already painful grip on them, and she watched as Artie pulled his cock from her hand, then knelt in front of her, parting her thighs as she stood there. God! The truth was she was hotter than ever, feeling fire sear her love-hollow as it continued building. Her lubrication was bubbling inside her, and was starting to freely run down her inner thighs, dampening the brown hairs of her defenseless cunt.
"P-Please," she gasped, "please, I'll do almost anything ... just stop hurting me."
"Hey, girlie, no matter how you slice it you're gonna do whatever we want," the bearded Artie laughed. "I figure you should get a nice doggy fucking, about now."
Abruptly, Gonz, still behind her, released her breasts, and her swelling nipples were grateful. Hot pain slowly seemed to ease out of her. With the pain went the thought of any physical resistance on her part, though her mind would never accept this horrible rape as something to enjoy. True, there was that animal hunger inside her, but it had been lurking there for days. The consummate need to be fucked again had been hiding in the recesses of her mind, created by the tongue and the penis of Stan Gonz the night she had been in his apartment. She wanted to be loved more than simply fucked, and the two men were not the ones to do it. Nevertheless, she had no choice but to submit to the humiliation they wished her to feel, because if she didn't submit she would be beaten very painfully into submission.
Artie wrapped his arms around her bare back, his fingers clutching her, and he lowered his wide-open, slavering mouth to one of her breasts. His hungry lips searched for and found the grape-thick nipple, feeling it stiffen even more when he slid it between his lips. He sucked it and licked it, and Judy, hating his slaver all over her body, pulled free for an instant. Artie grabbed her again, ending her brief struggle as his heated mouth and eager lips and slurping tongue moved over her nipple, and she began sighing in spite of herself. Her mind refused to surrender, knowing this man was a wicked beast, and, in effect, an extension of Stan Gonz. Though her mind continued its struggle, her body remained totally motionless, seemingly unresisting. She rationalized that she was doing this in order to avoid physical hurt, after which they would do what they pleased with her, anyway.
Though her mind refused to accept any of it, her body was considerably less resistant. As far as her physical self was concerned, there was no need for rationalizing. It was allowing all this to happen simply because it liked the feeling. It liked to be fondled, caressed, and fucked. To her body, a cock was a cock, and the person on the other end didn't matter. So Passion was overwhelming her body from the mere pressure of the hulking man's mouth on her breast, and her inner anxiety-equaled and even surpassed that of the two men raping her.
"Wrap your arms around his head and make like you're enjoying it," Gonz ordered, pinching her buttocks to remind her he was near.
Sighing, she did so, pulling the bearded man's mouth closer to the shimmering flesh of her shuddering breasts.
"I'd like to eat up all of you," Artie gruffly told her. "You smell good, like a broad oughtta smell."
His lips compressed tightly around her nipple again, but this time Judy was ready and waiting, even if she wasn't willing to accept his oral assault on her mind. She offered no resistance at all as he pulled her against him and pressed his sloppy lips to hers, ramming his thick tongue into her mouth. Even though there was the rank smell of honest sweat about the man, Judy realized that in his own way this bull-moose of a human being was attractive. Had she met him while still in college there was no doubt she would have been attracted to him, even if his education was limited. He radiated an animalism she liked, and under other circumstances, having now been deflowered by Gonz, she might very well have shared a bed with him for a night, but alone. It was simply that the idea of being raped didn't appeal to her, and it turned her off.
He had moved his mouth higher and he was kissing her lips, now, stabbing his tongue between her own lips, digging it into her mouth, sucking her tongue while investigating her palate and all the nooks and crannies within. The taste of tobacco and beer reminded her so much of her own father, she was more sorry than ever that this bear of a man had to be part of Stan Gonz's entourage. Her own tongue, without her realizing it, was responding to Artie's pulling lips, and the two stood that way, head-to-head, kissing, licking, and sucking one another's mouths.
Artie suddenly broke the kiss, picked her up, and carried her to the open bed. He dropped her on the mattress, rolling her as he dumped her, and her breasts hit the mattress with a plop before the rest of her body thudded into it. Even though the fall was a rough one, she wasn't hurt, the mattress cushioning everything. In fact, her nipples scraping along the covers were more aroused than ever. She was feeling inwardly more and more heated with every passing moment.
"Smile at Artie," Gonz cruelly ordered. "Let him know how much you like what he's doing, honey."
Weakly, she turned her face toward the brutish man who loomed over her and weakly smiled. She hated Stan Gonz more than ever, and if all went well with Debbie, tonight, Stan Gonz would be on his way out, once and for all.
Now Artie was lying on top of her back, rubbing his coarsely hairy body against her smooth form. Her buttocks swelled against his penis, making it twitch, and Judy felt the thickness of it force her ass-cheeks apart as it rubbed between her buttocks with a downward-stroking movement.
Artie put his weight on his knees as he forced them between her thighs, and he lifted himself up enough so that he was able to wrap an arm around her waist and pull her to her knees, as well. His penile head had been rubbing back and forth against her anus, and it irritated her, feeling it there. She was glad when he tugged her up to her knees so he was able to slide his cock under her and rub it against her vaginal cleft, massaging her clitoris, making it tingle. This caused her to spread her thighs even wider apart as she realized just how thick his penis was. Mentally, she was weeping for herself, hating the two men, and hating her body for so eagerly responding. She had come to accept the need for sex, but she hated to think these animals were the only penises in existence.
Artie reached down with his hand and positioned his cock correctly against her vaginal opening. Then he pressed forward, eager and anxious to feel her tight little hole surrounding his throbbing cock. Her narrow vaginal groove was drenched to the point of being sopping wet, and his thick penis began anxiously wedging its way inside. She felt it stretching and spreading her walls, and though there was a heavy discomfort, there was almost no real pain, this time. Stan Gonz had done a good job of stretching her vagina the first time, making her tissues so elastic, they were able to stretch for a telephone pole, or contract for a needle. Mingling with the discomfort was an overpoweringly fiery sensation flooding through her anguishedly anxious inner core. Her womanly hips wriggled a bit, and the arrow shaped head of the man's pulsing cock pushed itself in another inch. For such an overpowering man, Artie was being relatively gentle with her.
Judy writhed a bit more, positioning herself a bit better on her hands and knees, and then Artie began a long, slow, steady push into her tunnel as she gripped his cock so tightly, he felt himself being sucked into her. Her trembling cuntlips clamped powerfully around the heavy rod, and she wished he hadn't chosen this degrading and humiliating position. Fucking the other way she would have had an opportunity to clamp her thighs around his hirsute body. God in heaven, but the man was thick, really thick. He was really stretching her, inside, and she was grateful her youth was on her side. This way her inner membranes remained elastic enough to snap back to their original tightness. Her hands, which were pressing into the bed, grabbed bunches of the bedcovers, and she gripped them so tightly, her nails cut through them. She felt stronger than she had ever felt in her entire life.
The strength with which she clung to the bedcovers was nothing compared to the power behind the mooselike man's powerful entry. He slammed into her, forcing her knees to become pylons, supporting the two of them, and she was thrusting her buttocks back against him as he began stabbing his cock deeper and deeper.
"Uuuuuunnnggghh!" she gasped. "Too fast ... too hard."
"Yeah, well if I let you do the fucking, what're you gonna do, ride the cock like it's a pretzel stick—as if you're afraid to break it?"
"I'll do good ... " Judy gasped, knowing she had to take matters into her own hands before his battering cock tore a hole through the back of her vagina. "Honest! Give me a chance."
"Okay!" he laughed, and pulled out of her. Then he lay down on the bed, his hard cock stabbing the air, and said, "Sit on it, baby, and do a good job, or I'll roll over on top of you and fuck your brains out."
Judy mounted the man, her hot cunt hovering over his cock for just an instant as she fitted it into the groove of her cunt, and when she was certain it was aimed correctly, she carefully sat down, completely engulfing it. Once it was in her, she sat straight up, giving him a full view of her front torso as she began bouncing, her breasts slapping up and down against her chest. She speeded up with each stroke, and soon rode like she expected the shaft to stab into her heart.
This is one helluva rape, Judy's conscience snapped at her. The rapee is enjoying it more that the rapist. She was giving them her wholehearted cooperation, at least physically, and that, after all, was the only part of her the two men were interested in. Soon she found herself fucking as insanely as the bearded Artie, and he bellowed, "Hey, yeah! You're all right, kid. You keep fucking like that and we'll both of us have ourselves a good time."
Judy gasped with great moans and sighs, and wild sounds of exertion bubbled forth from her panting mouth as she now leaned down, pressing her breasts against his body, and pumped her ass up and down, up and down. His penis was so long, she was able to lean farther forward than with Stan Gonz, and as a result her twin breasts were dangling over the man's face, slapping him on both cheeks. They jiggled up and down as well as from side to side, two quivering orbs of lust. The pink nipples served as focal points for his eyes, and his hands reached up again, grabbing the meaty paps and squeezing them, pulling on the turgid buds of pinkness. Judy's flowing, rippling belly moved like a transparent bowl of heave water as it rubbed back and forth against his hairy chest. Her straining muscles madly rippled.
At first, the bearded Artie matched her thrusts, adding a few more of his own. Though he wasn't trying to hurt her, it was difficult for a man like him to be gentle, but Judy's body didn't seem to care. Her flesh didn't crave gentleness at that moment, and her mind was beyond being able to control her body. Her physical being craved more and more savagery, and she was totally overwhelming the burly man with her inner need for his throbbing cock. She wondered what he looked like without the beard, although it really didn't matter. Perhaps he was better-looking this way. After all, it wasn't as if he was ugly. Maybe the beard hid a scar or something, and the sight of it might have dampened her desire.
At one point she almost felt as if she was ready to come, and she knew if she did pinnacle too soon, she would become very tired, and then she would have to lie down and the man would uncaringly pound into her ultra-sensitive cunt, anyway. Better to slow down a bit and wait for him to catch tip. Her thoughts were interrupted by Stan Gonz who moved against her from behind. He tugged her buttocks high in the air, and Artie's pelvis rose with her, enabling him to keep the full length of his solidly hard cock completely buried in her teeming feminine intaglio.
A finger was suddenly teasing her rectal opening. At first she was unable to understand just what it was Gonz was trying to do. He worked the ball of his finger around and around in her anal opening, and then, without warning jammed the finger in to the first knuckle. Judy found it uncomfortable and irritating, but knew better than to open her mouth and complain. She started pumping her buttocks wildly up and down as if trying to shake the finger out of her. As she continued bucking, she felt the pressure of the fingertip press from inside against the thin membrane separating her anus from her vagina. The probing seemed to stimulate Artie's throbbing cock in her steaming feminine excavation, and this, in turn enhanced the pleasures in her aching body.
Now the manual digit pushed into her asshole to the second knuckle, and the irritation in her rectum increased for a moment as the thrills in her bubbling cunt began growing even more. She slammed the cheeks of her buttocks down even harder against the hairy thighs of the man she was now fucking.
"You wanna fuck her ass?" Artie asked Stan Gonz.
"Not this time," Gonz replied. "That's if she ever gets out of line again. Today we teach her a lesson by me fucking her in the mouth once you get through with her."
My rectum? Judy thought. He had a hard-enough time fitting that organ of his into my vagina the first time. Does he really think he'll ever be able to fit it into my rectum? Fuck her mouth? Just how did he expect to do that? Surely he didn't think she'd willingly accept his penis into her mouth.
The finger tried pushing a little deeper into her tightly dry ass, and Judy bounced a bit more, making the swollen organ in her tight vagina thrust a little deeper into her. She was going insane with desire. Now the finger was buried all the way into her rectum, moving around in a spiral, making her churn her tender buttocks. The thick penis in her steaming concavity was building sensation in her body to new, undreamed-of heights when combined with the stimulus of the finger in her rectum.
"Tell Artie how much you want him to fuck you," Gonz Insisted, wanting to show he was maintaining control over her at all times.
"Must I?" Judy gasped.
"Better believe it," Gonz snapped, pushing the finger deeper.
"Fuck me!" Judy said, putting more conviction into it that she had meant to do. "Fuck me hard ... fuck me deep, and keep on fucking meeeee ... uuuuuunnnngggg-hhhh ... "
She leaned down even more, mashing her breasts into the beast-man's hairy throat and face, feeling his thrusting penis slam in and out while the finger continued rummaging through her rectum. Artie opened his mouth again and once more began sucking her nipples. He bunched her two breasts together so he was able to fit both nipples into his mouth at the same time. His hard cock continued pumping into the deep and narrow basin of-her vagina, filling and re-filling it with its thickness, and he was ramming into her with such force, Judy shivered. At one point he attempted to suck her entire breast into his mouth, but there was too much of it. Judy shuddered, her mind still rejecting what was happening to her, while her body thrilled to it as she slammed her sticky vagina against the doughy mass of his scrotum.
She felt a wondrous physical sensuousness fill her entire body. Even with two such as these she was able to feel thrilling chills shoot through her. This time the sensations were more powerful than when Gonz had fucked her by herself. Was she so wanton as to physically desire more than one man at the same time? Perhaps it was the finger in her rectum that was causing her to enjoy all this, and though she didn't want to admit it, Judy realized her body did crave some kind of sexual release at this point. Holding back and fighting it right now would be ridiculous.
Judy put more pressure on the palms of her hands as Artie continued sucking, first one breast, then the other, always trying to cram one entirely into his mouth, never succeeding. His own hands were now on her hips, trying to hold her in place as he upthrust into her. Stan Gonz gripped her asscheek with one hand while the finger of the other continued moving in and out of her rectum, and he literally tugged her cunt up and down the length of the man's seething cock. The finger now pumping in and out of her rectum heightened her pleasure so much, Judy wondered if it was possible for her to actually have an orgasm from anal stroking. At first, she had been certain the finger in her rectum would be an annoyance, and nothing else. As it continued moving in and out of her, she realized it was creating a thrilling pressure a penis, by itself, was unable to build. It was almost as if she had two penises in her, and the thought of Gonz, doing what he threatened, fucking her asshole, terrified her.
Chilling sensations were running rampantly through her delicate feminine body. She suddenly realized her orgasm was creeping up on her. She was going to come, and—yes—in more than just one place. It was possible to have an anal orgasm, after all.
Good heavens! she thought, and then she screamed a long, loud, "AAAAIIIIEEYY-AAGGHH!" as Artie bellowed, "OHHH-HH! WWWWOOOOWW! AAAAGGGG-HHHH!" Her vaginal cavern was immediately filled with the man's spurting froth, and for the next two minutes she lay on him as he emptied his balls into her.
A knock at the door interrupted them, and Gonz cursed. He'd have to fuck her mouth another time. "Get dressed," he ordered.