Chapter 10
Jill Watson returned to her room flushed with the glow of excitement. Vernon High School had managed to squeak out a last second win to put them in the finals. How excited the crowd reacted. Standing at the base line, pompoms clutched tightly in hand, Jill had egged on the applauding crowd, whipping their heated excitement to dazzling heights.
Exhausted from the rigors of her ordeal, Jill summoned the strength to pull off her sweater and unzip her skirt before falling down on the bed.
She barely heard the phone ring and she was frankly too tired to turn over and lift the receiver. She closed her eyes and felt herself drifting off into sleep's all encompassing grasp. Betsy was talking on the phone, and from the raised tone of her voice. It had to be someone she knew quite well.
Not that it mattered. She was too tired to care really, though Betsy did say something about Jess and that she had to go. Only after the door slammed shut did the name ring a bell in her subconscious. But even his name and the awful memories connected with it were of no consequence to her. She slipped off reality's precipice and sailed into a deep sleep.
Benny held a shaking hand over his heart. Christ, he was getting stupid in his old age. The girl almost walked right into him as he was about to open the door. He knew full well that two girls were assigned to each room. A nearly fatal mistake, which, if he had not drawn back the key, would have spelled the end to his plans. He waited a second and, hearing no sound, stuck the master key into the lock and turned the door knob.
The room was pitch black except for the soft beam of moonlight outlining the girl's heavenly body. He closed the door and stared enviously. She was beautiful, of that there was no doubt. He was envious of her physical perfection and the taste of raging hatred choked his mouth. She was a goddess, blessed in every way and he was a commoner, forced to wear his crumpled, ugly body as a horrible reminder. His eyes searched the undulations of her skin, resting at last at the triangular mound of her womanhood. His cock twisted to life inside his baggy trousers. Not everything was imperfect, he noted with grim humor. He unzipped his trousers and stood next to the bed. She breathed heavily, an indication of physical exhaustion. Nothing could awaken her from the deep sleep, he thought. That is, nothing but the thrusting of his cock!
He withdrew the small vial of ether from his pocket and wet a cotton swab with the contents. A precautionary measure just in case she proved to be violent.
Jill rolled over in her sleep enjoying the dreams of her childhood days. A strange presence seemed to hover over her then her mind went blank as the crushing weight of Benny's body fell down upon her.
Something was dreadfully wrong! a voice told her as she struggled. Fingers met the globes of her breasts and a knee was shoved roughly between her legs. Her cunt suddenly came alive in a shower of sparks.
"God, what is happening?" she gasped. The gentle pressure of his leg against her mound was replaced by a jabbing, sharp instrument that ripped through her panties and into her wetting slot.
"Aaaahhhhh!" Jill did not know the buzzing instrument inside her cunt was a powerful sex machine. All she knew was how good it felt!
"Ooooaaahhhh" she screamed, humping her enervated flesh against the jolting shaft. Benny thrust the device fully into her awakening sex crack and kept his finger on the button. His friend had lent him the device to subdue several girls. The same shape and size of a cattle prod it had been modified so as to excite the flesh, not burn it. It emitted one hell of a jolt, he admitted, enough to turn on any woman and drive her into multiple orgasms.
In and out the prod went as Benny fucked her with impossible mania. The electric sparks licked at the inside of Jill's womb turning her slimy, cunt bed into a throbbing treasure chest.
"Ahhhhhh ... Please no!" she begged. Her voice babbled with incoherent apologies and Benny knew she was ready for what came next. He wiggled his twisted body up around her breasts and pushed the cock stem against her lips. He flicked his finger off the switch, but kept the cattle prod cemented firmly between her cunt lips.
"Wha-What do you want?" Jill sputtered.
"You're going to stick those pretty red lips around my cock," he said wickedly. Touching the button, her body jerked off the bed and flipped crazily against the mattress.
"Yessss!" she screamed half out of her mind. Craning her neck, Jill took the penis into her mouth. It tasted rubbery inside her and she almost puked when he thrust deep into her face.
"Suck it! Suck my cock!!" he commanded. Again he ignited the cattle prod inside her cunt.
His voice screamed in her ears and she sucked on his pummeling tool. Her cunt had never been so excited in her whole life! She surrendered herself to the obscene joy that surged through her. Her fear of the unknown was subdued by the wonderful feeling of the phantom tool wedged in her cunny and the good-sized dick pumping her face.
Benny humped his hips back and forth moving his tool in and out of her mouth. Her sucking and licking was intense, but he jolted her every few seconds anyway just to remind her who was pumping the excitement into her cunt.
Jill gasped and groaned and shook with disbelief. The thing in her cunny was alive! It was humiliating her, making her scream and beg and plead for its explosive charge. She wiggled her hips against its tingling warmth hoping for the awful thing to ignite again while she sucked on the penis in her mouth.
"Oh God with mercy," she pleaded, "Fuck meee!"
Benny roared with laughter as his cock reamed her mouth. She was good, so great and wonderful that he hated to put his clients on her. No telling what they might do to her sensitive flesh, not to mention messing up her virginal mind. But that was another matter. For his cock was primed for a pleasing discharge into the silken void of Jill's mouth.
He raised his hips off her chest and rammed them downward. His filthy, unwashed pubic hair popped against her teeth and the tip of his tool felt the tonsil flap at the back of her throat. He grunted, retreating his penis and, in a final lunge buried his mating club into her face. Come spurted out in great leaps.
Jill was paralyzed by the sudden discharge of his sperm. It coated her tongue and slipped down the back of her throat. She sucked at the finger-sized wad as it wiggled about her throat looking for an ovary, but finding only a different kind of warmth.
Jill drank his sperm down in ravenous gulps. She licked and sucked the collapsing penis as it pulled out of her face. Turning upward, she stared in the maze of broken bones and seaweed flesh that composed Benny's face. Tears ran from her eyes and she shut them and bit her lip. She felt humiliated and abused by the ugly man who sat on her chest. Her legs trembled and when she came to her senses, the terrible stick between her legs didn't feel good anymore.
Benny sensed the change in her mood and grabbed for the cotton pad.
"Your friend is in great danger," he said. "If you don't do exactly as I say, you may never see her again."
Jill's eyes opened wide and the black pupils shone back like mirrored saucers. Benny had only guessed about her roommate. But it had paid off. If the electric shocks didn't do the job, this did.
"Ouch! That's my pussy," she said as Benny wiggled the stick inside her cunt. "Take that thing out. It hurts."
His fingers guided the electric charged shaft from her cunny up before her stunned eyes. Jill gasped. She could not believe that the awful stick with the two prongs projecting from the tip had been the source of the wonderful, throbbing pleasure experienced only moments before.
"I will do what you want," she said slowly. "I do not want my friend harmed in any way."
Benny felt his limp dick struggling. He had to pee something fierce and a wild desire suddenly filled his warped mind.
"You must promise to do what I say," he instructed. "No matter what you may think. You must obey every instruction if your friend is to be remain unharmed."
She shook her head. People like this awful man always find the punishment they deserve, she thought. But in the meantime I will do what he says.
Benny climbed off the bed and forced his dick into Jill's hand.
"You must do everything, remember," he cautioned. He was terribly excited. "Here's a test to see how you react."
Jill grabbed his dick. She didn't like the idea of being under this man's domination, but there seemed no other alternative.
"I want you to jerk on my dick," he said. "And when I start to pee I want you to give your body a wonderful bath."
Revulsion raised its ugly head and for a moment, Jill thought she might throw up. The thought of the man's steaming urine soaking her flesh was a degrading thing to do. Worse than sucking his vile tasting dick.
"I want you wet everywhere. My bladder is about bursting so there will be plenty of urine for your pee bath," he said.
"Oh, this is terrible," she said.
"Not at all. My piss is very warm and refreshing. You'll find this sensation quite awakening. "Ready? Because here I go."
Jill felt the jet of hot urine splash in her face. It was indeed the vilest thing she'd ever experienced. Holding his prick like a nozzle, Jill splashed urine on her breasts and shoulders.
"In your cunny, sister," laughed Benny, the piss rushing out his prick home. "Give yourself a good scrubbing."
How can I do this? she asked herself. How can I wash myself with piss and suck on this evil man's cock. Christ! I must be really sick to do this!
She worked the dick nozzle across her thighs splashing her wet cunt with hot piss. God, even my pussy stinks from this animal's urine, she thought.
"That's right, up around the titties too, can't forget them.'
Humiliated and degraded, Jill found herself actually enjoying splashing the urine on her skin. She tightened her grip on his cock and by squeezing the tip sent quick jets of piss' squirting on her.
"Oh, that feels so good," said Benny. "There's nothing like pissing on a nice girl like yourself. But before I run out, remember to gargle too. I know your mouth is still tasting my hot cum, but there's nothing like a chaser, is there?"
Jill shivered, telling herself a thousand times that she could not go through with the horrible stunt. But then, at the last minute, he raised the limp penis to her face and released the tip. A warm, salty spray covered her face, then a thin stream of urine found its way into her open mouth.
"God! That's wonderful!" said Benny finishing his piss. "Now swallow it up and we'll be on our way."
The terrible fluid stuck in her throat, but Jill managed to swallow it down. She felt abused and violated, her body punished again and again by men thinking only of their own Satanic pleasures. And now there was more to follow. She felt sick and wanted to go hide under the bed. Instead, however, she reached for her skirt and blouse.
"Hurry, dear," said Benny, "We can't keep the other guests waiting."