Chapter 6
The party at Benjamin Benson's estate was quite a grand affair. A couple of hundred people were there, all decked out in beautiful and expensive clothes. Some couples were dancing in the ballroom; others were riding horses, swimming in the big, Olympic-size swimming pool, playing tennis or racquetball, or just strolling leisurely about the huge estate.
Kathy Kramer walked about, surveying the impressive estate of Benjamin Benson, the man she hoped to win over with her beauty. Oh, she thought, if only she could charm him into marrying her. This whole, magnificent estate would be hers, with all of the trappings of luxury, servants and all. But she soon learned that Mr. Benson was not circulating at the party. He was busy playing poker with some of his friends. She was chagrined to discover that Benson had a girlfriend, a ravishing brunette named Cindy Ostend.
Miss Ostend sauntered about the estate as though she owned it, introducing the numerous guests and showing off the riding stables, of which she was particularly proud. She was an expert rider, and cut quite a provocative figure in her leather riding togs. Kathy wondered why Miss Ostend always carried a riding crop in her hand. She blanched at the nasty, almost cruel way that Miss Ostend ordered the servants about, but, at the same time, she envied the beautiful brown-haired woman. Miss Ostend always had a servant nearby to serve her drinks and light her cigarettes. She was a haughty bitch who was accustomed to being waited on.
Miss Ostend approached Kathy and smiled, showing a row of perfect, gleaming teeth. She introduced herself as Mr. Benson's girlfriend and invited Kathy to tour the stables.
"I'd love to, Miss Ostend," she replied. Perhaps, she thought, if she got to know Miss Ostend, the voluptuous brunette would at least introduce her to Benjamin Benson.
"You sure are a pretty young thing, Kathy," the woman gushed as they strode toward the stables. "I understand that you work for Joel Peterson, is that correct?"
"Yes, that's right," Kathy replied, wondering how Miss Ostend had discovered that information. It seemed like Miss Ostend knew something about everyone at the party.
"You look surprised, Kathy," the woman said, smirking. "Well, you see, I know just about everything there is to know about Benson's Quarterly. I keep well informed. Besides, Joel is a very good friend of mine. He never keeps any secrets from me." She beamed broadly, flung her hair back haughtily and led Kathy into the stables. "I want to stop by the tack room, honey. There are some people there I'd like you to meet."
"Thank you, Miss Ostend," Kathy replied, wondering how close the gorgeous brunette was to Joel Peterson. Had Joel divulged any secrets about her? she wondered. And who were the people that Miss Ostend wanted her to meet?
"Go right on in, Kathy," Miss Ostend instructed as she opened the heavy wooden door to the dark tack room.
Kathy obeyed blithely, stepping through the door. All of a sudden, she heard Miss Ostend's riding crop whistling through the air as it neared her ass-cheeks. When the leather riding crop cracked across her ass, she flinched and shrieked.
"Why did you do that?" she asked, weeping.
"Because I felt like it, bitch!" Miss Ostend snarled as she flicked on the light in the tack room.
Kathy was startled to see two men waiting in the room. They were big, young studs and they looked terrifying, standing beneath rows of saddles, harnesses, ropes and whips.
"Hey! What the hell's going on here?" Kathy demanded in a frightened voice.
Miss Ostend wound up and struck her again with the leather riding crop. The whip snapped down on her tits and she winced in wretched pain.
"You conniving little bitch!" the gorgeous brunette bellowed. "I hate uppity little secretaries like you. You have no right coming to a party and mingling with decent people. You'll have to be taught a lesson, cunt! And my stable hands are just the fellows to do the job. She's all yours boys. Introduce yourselves to Miss Kathy Kramer. Give her a good workout, guys. I'll see you later, Kathy," she said, sneering. Then, as she closed the door to the tack room, Miss Ostend let out a loud sadistic laugh.
"Hi, Kathy," one of the men said. "I'm Dan." He took off his shirt, baring his broad, muscular, hairy chest. Dan had the body of a weightlifter.
"I'm Johnny," the other man said. Johnny looked at her with a cruel grimace. He held a thick rope in his hands and he sat on a small training saddle that looked too tiny for a horse. Kathy figured the saddle must be used on colts.
She started to back up, but Dan and Johnny quickly closed in on the frightened young blonde. They stripped her naked in a jiffy. Then Dan threw the small saddle over her back and laced it tightly, while Johnny stuck the thick rope through her teeth and pulled it tightly behind her head, knotting it.
"She's pretty as a picture, ain't she?" Dan said cruelly, pulling down his pants and revealing his long, flaccid prick.
"Yep, she's a nice little filly, all right," Johnny agreed. "Okay if I take her for a ride before we get into the heavy stuff?" Johnny added, his face contorted with lust and depraved passion.
"Be my guest, friend," Dan said matter-of-factly as he handed Johnny a small, thin horsewhip.
Johnny swiftly climbed aboard, straddling the helpless, kneeling woman. His feet kicked at her thighs and he shouted at her, "Giddyap, bitch! Take me for a ride around the tack room, cunt! Let's go!" He cracked the horsewhip across her naked ass, flicking the tip of the leather whip through her tender ass-hole. She flinched and began to crawl forward, spurred on by the whip and the heels of Johnny's boots. "Yah! Yah! Move it out, cunt! Faster! Give me a good ride, bitch!"
The whip snapped into her ass-hole and stung her terribly. She paused for a moment, but she was quickly spurred on as Dan stepped behind her and kicked her in the ass, digging the pointed tip of his cowboy boot into her tight, exposed ass-hole.
She felt totally humiliated as she crawled across the stone floor on her hands and knees. Her knees scraped across the rough stones and it hurt like the devil. The rope tore into her mouth, scraping across her lips as Johnny roughly pulled her head back. When he yanked on the rope, she couldn't move forward. Then, he would release his grip and she would be spurred forward again, crawling obscenely across the floor, carrying the crude stable boy to the opposite end of the tack room.
"Yah! Yeah! Giddyap, sweet cunt! Give me a good ride, bitch!" Johnny exclaimed in a high-pitched voice as he rode her across the floor, glorying in the horrible abuse he was meting out to the wretched struggling woman. He snapped the whip across her ass and spurred her creamy thighs. She was becoming weak and she knew that she would not be able to carry the stable boy on her back much longer. He was so heavy that her back was swaying. She feared that if he didn't get off of her soon, her back would give way and break under the pressure.
She wanted desperately to scream out her protest to this terribly abusive treatment, but the rope was cutting into the corners of her mouth and it was impossible to utter a word. Her entire body was racked with unbearable pain, but she kept crawling about the cold, stone floor, with Johnny on her back. This was so demeaning and humiliating, but the men didn't seem to be the slightest bit concerned about her feelings. They merely laughed and made crude jokes about her.
"She's a nice little filly, all right. Shit, look at this bitch crawl. Hell, I bet we could win some races with this cunt, Dan!"
"Yeah, shit. We should enter her in the Kentucky Derby. She moves good, don't she?"
"You bet!"
"Hey, I think she's getting tired. You getting tired, cunt?" Johnny said, smirking.
She wanted to answer, but she couldn't. All that she could manage to do was make muffled, groaning noises. She looked up at Dan, pleading with her tear-stained eyes for him to call a halt to this degrading treatment.
Dan just smiled widely and spoke to Johnny, goading him on. "Give her another turn, John-Boy. The bitch is giving you a damned good ride. Put the whip to her, buddy!"
The whip whistled and snapped down across her ass again, inflaming her tender ass-hole. Her ass-hole burned with pain as the whip flicked relentlessly down and raked across it. She was screaming inside, but no sounds came out of her mouth. She struggled to keep crawling with the wicked stable boy riding on her tortured and aching back but, the pain in her joints was so horrid that she wished she were dead. Her inflamed ass-hole was killing her, and she didn't have much strength left.
Finally, she could withstand no more pain. She collapsed on the floor. Johnny grunted and stepped off of her, standing up and flailing her ass with the horsewhip.
"Bitch! Cunt! Fucking whore!"
"Easy, John-Boy," Dan said. He stepped forward and ripped the rope out of Kathy's aching mouth. "We got better things to do with the cunt. He reached down and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her to her knees. At the same time, he opened his fly and tugged out his prick.
"Oh, God! This is...more than...I can take," she blurted as she stared at his growing prick. Her eyes betrayed her fear and revulsion. What would they do to her now? she wondered.
"I got a nice big prick that would just love to be sucked, bitch!" he exclaimed as he stepped forward and pushed his balls lewdly into her cheek. He rubbed his sweaty, dangling balls over her tortured face and chuckled maniacally. "Ha! Ha! Yeah, I bet you give a dynamite blowjob, don't you, sweet cunt?"
"Please, I don't understand. What do you guys want from me?" she pleaded.
"Nothing but a good time, sweet cunt," Dan said, tightening the grip on her hair. Her scalp ached horribly as he pulled on her pretty blonde hair. "Suck my big, beautiful prick, little darlin'. " His eyes were cold and his voice was threatening. His prick bobbed lewdly before her face and she could smell the pungent odor of his balls as they dangled beneath his throbbing cock. "Come on, darlin', " he taunted, "give my cock a real good sucking. Lick the tip of my prick first."
Tentatively, she snaked her tongue out of her mouth and tasted the tip of his cock. She was repulsed by the acrid taste of dried piss. She retched and spit on the floor.
Dan reacted angrily, grabbing his cock and grinding it lewdly into her eyes. He rubbed his balls across her mouth, and when she clenched her lips shut, he pressed his balls into her nostrils, forcing her to breathe in the pungent, sweaty odor of his ball-sac. He pulled back a few inches, and his cock swung freely in front of her face. Gripping her hair tightly in his fist, he slowly pulled her face upward until his cold, gray eyes met hers. With a look of disdain, he spit into her face.
"Lick my prick," came his command.
Again, her tongue snaked out of her mouth and she licked at the tip of his cock. Dan smiled lewdly and gasped with delight.
Johnny stood nearby, staring with wild eyes, still holding the small horsewhip. With his other hand, he tugged out his prick and began to jack off. Kathy could see Johnny's fist pumping his thick, short prick to a huge erection. She was afraid of what he might do to her once his prick was hard and ready. Dan and Johnny were two very unusual men, she thought. She would put nothing past them. They were so perverted and evil, that she figured they were capable of just about anything. Meanwhile, Dan was really getting off on having her lick his cock. Every time her tongue flicked across his cock-slit, his massive prick seemed to grow an inch or more. She could actually see the blood flowing through his purple cock-veins, making the pulsating rod a frightening sight to behold.
"Okay, sweet cunt, enough of that shit. Now it's time for you to start sucking" Dan commanded. "Let's see how good you can work that ripe little mouth of yours. Wrap your ruby lips around my prick and suck it, cunt!"
"Yeah," Johnny chimed in crudely. "Suck big Dan's prick, bitch!"
She reluctantly obeyed the vile command, wrapping her lips around his bloated prick and slurping his bulbous cock-knob into her mouth. The moment that his cock buried itself in her mouth, she could feel his cock-shaft growing to immense proportions. He started to gyrate his hips, grinding his prick into her mouth. She slobbered lewdly as perspiration mixed with saliva and coated the hairs at the base of his enormous and still-growing cock-shaft.
"Yeah, you got a hot little mouth, sweet cunt!" he exclaimed as he slammed his hips forward and worked his cock deep into her slurping, sucking mouth. She stifled the urge to gag on his mammoth prick that stabbed roughly into her throat. He kept pulling hard on her hair, ripping at her scalp. Her knees ached as she knelt on the cold, hard stone floor.
Suddenly, her breath caught and she gagged around his bloated cock. His prick was spit out of her mouth and she filled her lungs with air. His cock swayed back and forth menacingly in front of her and she was stunned to see how big his cock had grown in her sucking mouth. Dan had the biggest cock she had ever seen. She was stunned, wondering how she had even managed to take his cock into her mouth. Her jaws ached terribly and she now knew why. His prick was enormous! Dan's cock was abnormally large, she realized with fright.
"What the fuck's the matter with you, sweet cunt?" Dan snorted. "You had enough of my prick, or what? Huh?"
"Yes...I mean, no!" Kathy was really flustered. She didn't know what to say. She wasn't sure that she could stomach sucking his prick any longer. It was...well, it was just so fucking big! Now it even scared her to look at his cock!
Johnny spoke, his voice shrill and annoying. "Shit, bitch, you should be happy to suck Dan's cock! He's a heavy mother-fucker! His prick is the biggest around! It ain't good enough for you, or something? Hell, Miss Ostend sure-likes Dan's prick!"
"Shut the fuck up, ass-hole!" Dan snorted angrily. "You ought to learn to keep your mouth shut, fool! I don't want this whore knowing my business, Johnny!"
Kathy thought that she detected a hint of fear in Dan's angry outburst.
"Sorry, Dan," Johnny said. "I didn't mean nothing. Honest."
"That's okay, John-Boy. Sweet cunt here ain't smart enough to do anything with that information anyway. Are you sweet cunt?"
"N-no," she stammered weakly. Then, she thought about what Johnny had said. Obviously, Dan was fucking Miss Ostend on the side. She made a mental note of the fact, thinking that maybe-just maybe-her knowledge would come in handy some time in the future.
"That's real good, sweet cunt," Dan said softly. "But, shit. You ain't finished giving me a blowjob yet, are you?"
"No," she said.
"Well, what the fuck's your problem, anyway. You got some kinda excuse or something? Huh?"
"No, it's just that your prick is so big. I can't take your whole cock in my mouth," she explained, pouting.
Dan stared down at her, beaming with pride. "Yeah, I do got a big unit. That's for sure. Plenty of women can't even take my prick in their tight twats. Does that surprise you, sweet cunt?"
"No, I believe it," she blurted.
"But, I ain't met a cunt yet that couldn't suck my prick if she tried hard enough. I ain't sure you're trying hard enough, sweet cunt. You know what I'm saying?"
"Yes, I know," she replied. "I'm sorry."
"Well, suppose you just put a lip-lock on my prick and try again. I want a blowjob, sweet cunt. Is that understood?"
"Yes, I understand," she replied weakly.
"Well, what the fuck are you waiting for? Go to it, bitch!" he growled as he guided his cock toward her mouth.
"Make sure she gives me a good blowjob, Johnny. Warm her ass up a little bit. Okay?"
"You bet!" Johnny replied enthusiastically. The small horsewhip whistled through the air and slashed across her back. She shook and writhed in agonized pain as the whip struck. Again and again, Johnny flailed her with the horsewhip, striking her ass, the tip of the evil whip flicking across her puckered ass-hole.
"Owwwwwww!" she shrieked. "I'll do it! I'll do it! I'll suck your prick! Please don't let him whip me!"
"Hold it, Johnny. Let's see how well the bitch performs. Get down on my cock, sweet cunt. Wrap those ruby lips around my unit!"
Kathy did as ordered. She leaned forward and slurped his cock-knob deep into her mouth. It was difficult to breathe, but she had to obey Dan's vile command. His prick was pulsating and throbbing as he face-fucked her. It was a brutal and wicked raping of her mouth, but she could do nothing to stop the evil man. He was much too strong and it would be futile for her to resist. She simply had to accept the ugly reality of the situation. Dan was depraved and nasty. He wanted his cock sucked. And much as she hated giving him a blowjob, she would have to suck his bulbous cock. She concentrated on slurping his prick into her mouth, swirling her tongue underneath his cock-knob, massaging the sensitive spot of his big prick with her tongue.
She could tell that Dan was getting off on the suck-job. He was gyrating his hips lewdly and breathing in short gasps. He was bearing down on her, raping her mouth with his huge, hard prick. His cock kept pounding and slamming into her face, his prick-knob bouncing off of the walls of her mouth. His cock filled her mouth to overflowing and she could see the hairy base of his prick out of the corners of her eyes.
"Unnnnnnnnnnn! I love it!" he exclaimed. "Ummmmmm! yeah! Fucking shit! Suck, sweet cunt! Suck! Suck my cock! Love it! Love it! Suck my prick, sweet cunt! Love it! Love it!"
His hairy balls slapped under her chin, dampening her soft flesh with perspiration. She could smell the pungent, sexy aroma of sex which came from his perspiring balls. His bloated cock kept pounding into her mouth, filling her oral cavity and slipping, snake-like down her throat, massaging her tonsils. His prick was throbbing with lust and evil desire. She slurped and licked and sucked and lapped, trying desperately to bring him off. She knew damned well that Dan would not cease face-fucking her until he came.
"Unnnnn! Ummmmmmm! Go, baby, go! Suck my cock! Suck prick! Suck cock! Suck prick!
Suck! Suck! Suck!"
As she continued sucking his massive prick, her thoughts kept returning to what Johnny had said earlier. Johnny had said that Miss Ostend loved Dan's big cock. Obviously, that meant that Dan and Miss Ostend were having a sexual affair. Perhaps that would offer a way to get back at the wicked bitch who had turned her over to this pair of perverts. She despised Miss Ostend, and would do anything possible to get back at the beautiful bitch. In fact, she thought, if she ever got to meet Mr. Benson, maybe she could-
A swift, hard rap to her jaw brought her back into reality. Her jaw stung. Dan had become angry and had belted her a good one.
"Hey, sweet cunt. You daydreamin' or something? Shit, bitch, keep your mind on the job, and your mouth on my prick," he quipped.
He reared back and thrust his hips forward brutally, thumping his massive hard prick into her mouth. His swollen cock-knob banged against her tonsils, stinging her with anguished pain that racked her ravaged body.
"Get ready to swallow my cum, sweet cunt. I want to flood your silly fucking brains, bitch! Gulp it all down now, or I'll beat the shit out of you. Understand?"
Kathy understood all too well. She kept her lips locked around his prick and nodded, bobbing her head up and down as his prick pumped furiously in and out of her mouth.
"I'm gonna come any second now, sweet cunt!" he rasped, slamming forward. His pungent-smelling balls smacked wetly against her neck, matting the hairs on his ball-sac.
She flinched, but kept right on sucking his cock.
"Whip her ass, Johnny. Heat up her behind a bit, will you?"
"You bet, Dan," he replied. Johnny flailed her ass with the wicked horsewhip, causing the muscles in her ass to tighten.
"You got a hot little mouth, cocksucker," Dan taunted. "And Johnny's gonna make sure you got a hot ass too. Whip the bitch, Johnny! Whip the smart-ass cocksucker! Whip her good and hard, John-Boy!"
Johnny kept raining blows on her tender ass-cheeks, snapping the leather whip across her puckered ass-hole. She twisted and writhed in agony, but she could not escape the slashing horsewhip as it tore into her tortured ass-flesh.
Without warning, Dan tightened the muscles in his body and shook. "Here it comes, sweet cunt!" he snorted.
A moment later, a load of hot, gooey jism spurted out of his piss-slit and gushed into Kathy's mouth.
"Swallow it, cocksucker! Swallow my cum, you whore!" he bellowed. Gulping quickly, she took his first load of jism down her throat. She took a short breath and gulped again, swallowing a second, larger load of his scalding jism. Her throat was soon coated with his slippery cum, but he kept coming in her mouth.
"Milk my prick, sweet cunt! Milk my cock! Slurp it all down. Swallow all of my cum, bitch!" he shouted.
She reluctantly obeyed, consuming a huge mouthful of his scalding jism. His cum drooled out of his prick-tip and dripped lewdly down her throat and into her stomach. She felt sick, but she obeyed his vile command and kept gulping down his white-hot jism. It was a repulsive task and she hated herself for complying with his evil demands. But, what else could she do? She couldn't refuse to drink his cum, no matter how disgusting it was.
Dan shoved her backward and she fell over on her back, crunching down on the cold, stone floor of the tack room. The man staggered back, then slumped down on the floor next to her, shaking his head.
"That was okay, sweet cunt. You did real good, bitch! Real good blowjob you gave me!" Dan seemed most pleased with himself. "Yeah, shit! I needed that blowjob, you know what I'm saying, sweet cunt?"
"Yes, I...I suppose so," she stammered.
"Yeah, that was real nice, sweet cunt," he said, grinning and baring his teeth. "Hey, Johnny. I'm tired. Why don't you work on the bitch awhile while I rest?"
"You bet, Dan!" Johnny replied enthusiastically.
"Oh, noooooo!" she cried. "I've had enough! I just can't stand any more abuse! Please!"
"Hey, bitch! I don't want to hear any shit from you. Big Dan got his rocks off, so now it's my turn." Johnny dashed over to where Kathy lay panting for breath. He spread her thighs wide and brutally slid the whip into her cunt.
"Aaaaiiieeeee!" Kathy wailed in anguish as the whip pressed through the folds of her pink pussylips and raked through her tight cunt. She twisted and turned, her long blonde hair flailing about her shoulders, her tits heaving.
Johnny stayed right with her as she dragged herself across the stone floor of the tack room. He kept pumping the whip into her tortured twat, sluicing the thin leather whip in and out of her ravaged pussy. The whip tore at her tender cunt-flesh and ripped across her sensitive clit. She screamed again and looked into Johnny's pale-blue eyes. He had the look of a madman and she shuddered with revulsion. She tried to kick him, but he dodged her foot and thrust the whip deeper into her cunt, laughing sadistically. He leered at her and shook his head with disdain and anger.
"Cunt! Stupid fucking cunt!" he rasped as he slammed the whip into her cunt with great force.
"Aaaaaiiiieeee!" she screamed again, writhing on the floor, the whip sticking out of her ravished pussy. "Damn you, you nasty sadistic bastard!" she cursed, pulling herself along the cold hard floor, crawling on her hands and knees.
Johnny pulled the whip out of her cunt and stood over her. He raised the whip and brought it down over her naked up-thrust tits. She winced and cried in anguish as the whip rained down on her luscious tits. The whip tore at her tit-flesh, causing her unbelievable pain. Then Johnny kicked her in the side and she slammed down on the floor, grasping her aching ribs. She rolled over and over, shrieking with pain.
"Get the bitch, Johnny!" Dan shouted shamelessly. He was on his feet, cheering his buddy on. "Fuck her, John-Boy! Fuck the slut! Go ahead! Fuck the bitch!"
Johnny leapt on her, pulled the whip out of her cunt and threw it aside. She twisted and smacked him in the face, but he didn't even flinch. He rapped her hard across the mouth, rolled her over and climbed between her legs. Gripping the tender flesh of her creamy thighs, he spread her thighs wide apart, exposing her blonde-thatched pussy.
"I'm gonna get the bitch nice and wet first," he said as he burrowed his face into her cunt, licking at her clit.
"Yeah, eat her cunt, Johnny! Suck the slut's pussy! Eat that cunt, John-boy!" Dan moved in closer to view the action.
She writhed about on the floor. Whenever Johnny managed to stick his tongue in her cunt, she pulled away from him, dragging herself backward on chafed and aching elbows.
"Don't you dare, you fucking ass-hole!" she shrieked.
"She's a hot little whore, ain't she, Johnny?" Dan said. "Don't take no shit from the bitch! Get her good! Suck her cunt!"
Johnny dove forward again, probing into her tight cunt with his wet tongue. Again, she managed to drag herself free of the man.
"Give me some help, Dan! She keeps squirming away from me!" Johnny shouted anxiously.
"Okay, fuck her. If she don't want to cooperate, then we'll just have to make sure she stays put for you, John-Boy. Haul the slut's ass over here and we'll take care of business," Dan said.
"All right!" Johnny said jubilantly.
He stood up and grabbed Kathy under her arms, pulling her upright. He shoved her across the tack room. She stumbled and fell. But Johnny moved forward and kicked her in the ass, prodding her along.
"Move your ass, bitch! Go! Move it before I lose my temper!"
"Damn you, you filthy fucking bastard!" she shouted.
"Goddamn, Kathy. You sure got a mean mouth on you," Dan said. "John-Boy and me are gonna have to straighten your ass out. You got a real bad attitude, you know that?"
"Yeah, I know that, you stinking son of a bitch," Kathy cursed, her face covered with tears. She was completely helpless and she knew it. What in the hell were they planning to do to her now? she wondered.
"Tie her up right here," Dan said calmly. "Here, I'll help you, buddy."
The two stable boys tied her to hooks on the wall. Her legs were spread-eagled and ropes were affixed to her ankles. Her hands were tied together and looped over a saddle hook. She was extremely uncomfortable and the ropes bit into her tender flesh. She could hardly believe what was happening. The two stable boys seemed oblivious to her suffering. In fact, she realized, the biggest one, Dan, seemed to relish her anguished despair. His prick was getting hard again and he kept grinning lecherously at her.
"That ought to hold the bitch for a while," he said with an air of extreme self-satisfaction.
"You bet," Johnny said. "She ain't going nowhere, Dan. I'm gonna suck her cunt now."
"Nooooo!" she wailed. "You can't do that!"
"Oh, can't I? Watch me, bitch!" Johnny screamed.
"I'll be right back, folks," Dan said as he turned to leave. "And you, sweet cunt. Don't go anywhere now." He laughed and slipped through the door.
"Well, I guess it's just you and me now, bitch," Johnny said. He licked his lips lewdly and knelt on the floor in front of the spread-eagled young woman. "Let's see how sweet your pussy tastes, little darling."
"Goddamned you," she cursed. "I hate you, you bastard."
Johnny stuck his tongue out at her tauntingly, then lowered his head and licked at her pussy. He made a strange guttural sound and flicked his wet tongue across her clit. She winced and turned her head. It was repulsive to be tied up and have her pussy licked by the crude stable boy.
"Stop it this minute!" she screamed. "I hate you! Stop it, dammit! I...I...hate..." Her tortured voice trailed off as her pussy began to respond swiftly to Johnny's licking tongue. He seemed to know exactly the right spot on her erect clit-the sensitive spot that turned her on. She swooned in response to Johnny's expert tongue. Flaming sensations welled up in her tight pussy. Her cuntlips filled with hot blood and swelled under the man's oral caresses. Her clit tensed and throbbed with frenzied, passionate delight. She found herself giving in to the cunt-sucking man. He really knew what he was doing, and there was no way that she could deny the burning feelings in her cunt. Her pussy was dripping with cunt-juice as his probing tongue slithered like a snake into her tight, hot twat.
"Ohhhhh, good God!" she gasped. She was enraptured by the cunt-sucking. Her heart was racing to keep up with the frenetic pace of Johnny's lapping tongue.
Johnny gripped the backs of her thighs and pulled her pussy forward into his face, he stuck his nose into the slit of her cunt and began to rub across her cunt-channel, slicing into her cunt with his nose. Quickly, he worked his nose in between the folds of her cuntlips.
"Ummmmmm!" she purred.
His nose was literally fucking her pussy. It felt great and she gave in to the demands of her cunt. There was nothing else that she could do. His nose was fucking her passionately, leaving her no choice but to respond. Without thinking, she arched her back and ground her cunt into the man's nose. Her cunt-juice was spilling out of her pussy and covering Johnny's face. She was getting very close to an orgasm, and she wanted that orgasm. Wanted it! Needed it!
"Ohhhhhh, yessssss! Yessssss! It feels great!" she enthused as her clit tensed and throbbed sexily.
Johnny pulled his nose out of her wet, hot cunt and lifted his chin. He opened his mouth and gripped her clit in his teeth. Pulling her throbbing, blood-engorged clit-button out of its fleshy, glistening sheath, he buried his tongue deep in her tight twat, massaging her rippling, slick cunt-walls.
"Ummmmm!" she cooed, savoring the wonderful feelings that spilled out of her pussy. She had never felt such erotic pleasure before. She wanted to hang on to the delicious sensations that filled her pussy. She tightened the muscles in her cunt, trapping the man's tongue in the red-hot depths of her pussy.
Johnny pulled her clit far out of its protective folds of cunt-flesh, stretching her cunt-button to the absolute limit. Then he released his lip lock on her clit and her love-button snapped back into its sheath. She gasped with delight and flailed her head back and forth, enjoying the luscious sensations that welled up in her well-sucked pussy.
"This...is...wonderful!" she gushed unabashedly.
She was riding high now, savoring the cunt-sucking. The feelings that coursed through her tight, wet cunt were not to be believed! An orgasm was building quickly in her cunt.
"Your tongue! Yessss! Jesus, your tongue! I love it! I love it!"
It wouldn't take long now. She knew that soon she would come. "Don't stop, please!" she shouted lewdly.
Johnny was not about to stop. He was getting off on sucking her cunt. He spread her legs wider, exposing more of her cunt. His hand slid around her ass and probed, seeking out her puckered ass-hole. His middle finger found the target and slid past the outer ring of muscles surrounding her ass-hole. Quickly, his finger pushed up into her tight ass-hole, squirming and worming its way deeper and deeper.
She shuddered and closed her eyes. Her head spun and she saw stars for a moment. Her ass-hole burned and ached as the man crudely shoved his finger deeper and deeper in her steaming, hot depths. She was disgusted at the man's vile penetration of her puckered ass-hole, but there was no denying the fact that having her ass-hole reamed with his finger was exciting. Her ass-muscles clenched around his finger, making the dark, forbidden passageway of her ass-hole tighter. She felt pain, but it was a pain that led to pleasure. His finger burrowed deeper still into her seething ass-hole. Her sphincter muscles stretched to accommodate his thick knuckle. Then, with a final push, his finger was buried to the hilt.
"Unnnnn!" she grunted. "Good God! I'm going crazy! Jesus! Don't stop now! Please! Yessss!"
Johnny kept eating her cunt, raking his teeth across her clit, snapping her clit sharply into its sheath, lapping lewdly at her pussy-walls which rippled with obscene sexual delight.
"Yesssss! Ohhhhh, yesssss!" she wailed, beads of perspiration dotting her forehead. "Fuck my cunt with your tongue! Do it! Suck my pussy!"
She came and more pussy-nectar washed out of her cunt. She moaned loudly and gasped for air.