Chapter 9
Don lay sprawled out on the big bed. He moaned out loud when Ann went down on his still-hard cock. He clutched the damp sheet, but he let her lick his cum off his throbbing cock. She was just hitting her stride, bobbing her head up and down on his hard prick when someone began pounding on the trailer door.
"Who the hell can that be?" Don muttered angrily. "I paid that jerk his rental fee when we came in."
Ann kep on sucking him. Her finger slid up his slick asshole. Don muttered under his breath, but to his own surprise he lifted up and let her jam two fingers up his ass. Christ, his girl was turning him into a real pain-freak!
The pounding on the door continued. Ann swore a blue streak. Don had never heard her use such language. Well, shit, he thought. He was almost past being surprised at anything his horny kid did!
Ann got to her feet. "Don't move. Keep that prick up. I'll get rid of whoever it is."
She angrily jammed her arms into her robe, tied it around her waist and stomped through the trailer. She flung the door wide.
"You! What the fuck do you want?"
Jane stood smiling sweetly at her. "Hey, that's no way to greet your old bed-mate," she said.
"What the fuck do you want! Why did you come up here?" Ann was boiling mad. This damn bitch couldn't leave her dad alone for one lousy day!
"You're not going to invite me in?" Jane asked. She was worried at the expression on the girl's face. Never in all her life had she seen such a look of pure hatred. What the hell had she done to make Ann so mad?
Muttering under her breath, the angry teen-ager stepped back. She slammed the door and locked it when Jane stepped hesitantly into the trailer.
"He's in the bedroom. He's the one you want. Right?"
Jane walked through the long trailer. Ann was right behind her. Goosebumps broKe out all over Jane's body. She had a creepy feeling that something terrible was going to happen to her, but she didn't know what to do about it.
Don sat up in bed, staring at Jane. She looked at his hard cock. She managed a feeble smile. Her pussy started creaming, in spite of the weird feeling of trouble coming her way. He could always turn her on. Dressed. At lunch. Talking on the phone. She had the hots for him so bad it scared her. He was all she could think about.
She fished in her purse and pulled out a thick sheaf of papers. "You forgot to sign the Anderson contract, Don. I-well-I thought it was important enough to the firm to ... ah ... to come up here and...."
He grabbed the papers out of her hand. "Gimme a pen," he snarled. He scribbled his signature at the bottom of the last sheet and flung the papers at his secretary.
"Anything else?"
She swallowed hard. She had never seen him so red-faced or so damn mad. What the fuck was wrong with these two?
"No. I ... I'l go now."
Ann blocked the doorway. "No, you won't! We're on vacation. Those papers could have waited a day or two. You just had to butt in, you fucking bitch!"
Jane looked at the girl's eyes. Her heart began to thud. Sweat broke out on her upper lip. She almost peed down her legs. Her stomach churned. The color left her face. And Ann's face was twisted into an ugly mask of violent hatred!
Jane made a break for the door. Ann knocked her back into the bedroom. She sprawled out on the bed beside Don.
"This bitch has to be punished, Daddy. She had no right to come up here. This is our vacation, God dammit!"
"Punished?" Don asked. He looked at Jane's round eyes. Sweat poured down her face. Her tits heaved up and down. Something clicked in his brain. It turned him on to see his secretary scared shitless. What the fuck was happening to him?
"You're right, Ann. Those damn papers weren't that important."
"But ... but Don ... I-I thought...." Jane stammered.
"Shut up!"
His hand shot out. He ripped her blouse off. Jane gasped. Don stood up and jerked her to her feet. His hand plunged between her shaking tits. She heard her bra ripping. He flung it against the wall. She covered her tits with her hands. He jerked her fingers down and whipped his hand across her tits. She whimpered.
"Don ... what's wrong with you? I didn't do anything to deserve...."
His fingers scratched across her fluttering belly. His hand tore her skirt away. He pushed her over to Ann. The ten-ager grinned. She stripped Jane's tiny panties off her and flung them to the floor.
Jane went white as a sheet. Hot pee ran down her shaking legs. Ann just smiled, reached for a nearby piece of rope. Before the shaking woman could move, the girl had whipped the strong cord around her wrists. She shoved the secretary down on the bed.
"Pissed all over yourself, didn't you?" Ann laughed. "Scared the pee right out of you. Good. Wait until you see what happens next!"
She whipped her daddy's belt out of his slacks. Her quick hands grabbed Jane's leg and tied it down to the bedframe. She ripped the woman's blouse into long pieces and bound her other leg to the far side of the bed frame.
"Ann ... Don...." Jane pleaded. "What are you going to do to me?"
Don looked at his girl. He waved his hand, giving her the go-ahead to do anything she wanted to with his secretary. He stood stroking his hard cock, looking down at Jane's piss-wet cunt and the drying streaks on her trembling legs.
Ann picked up the paper bag. "You get this, honey. Right up your ass! Dry!"
Jane stared at the awful-looking long rubber cock Ann was waving under her eyes.
"It's called a 'Womb Broom', sweetie. See how nice and thick and long it is? Just like my daddy's cock you love so much. See these ticklers all over it? If this was up your cunt, you'd piss a bucketful!
But you get it up your asshole-without any lubricant!"
She bent over and jerked Jane's legs up and open as far as the tight bonds would permit. She spread the trembling woman's asscheeks. With one hard shove, she buried the rubber cock in her ass.
Jane screamed. She thrashed around on the bed, but she only succeeded in driving the tormenting "Broom" farther up her dry asshole.
Ann grinned, humming happily to herself. She picked up Jane's purse, sure of what she would find in it.
"Guess where I got the idea of buying some nice toys, Daddy?" she smiled at her father. "From this bitch. She loves to have something hard in her cunt." Ann then extracted a hard dildo from the purse.
Ann leaped on the bed, holdilng the struggling woman down. Ann shoved the hard dildo into Jane's dry cunt. The terrified woman's cunt-cream vanished like a puff of smoke when she realized what was going to happen to her.
The hard dildo hurt like hell. The 'Broom" up her ass stretched her sensitive flesh. She lay panting. Sweating. She made a feeble effort to break loose, but Ann just sat down harder on Jane's belly.
"Be my guest, Daddy. Fuck her cunt and her asshole with the toys she'll learn to love. Fuck her good!"
Don grinned, moving onto the bed. His cock was up, jerking. He longed to ram it up Jane's ass, but it was already full. His hands reached for the dildo and the butt of the "Womb Broom."
"Oh, no! Don! Please. That hurts!"
Ann backed up. She slammed her cunt down over the sweating woman's mouth.
"If you bite me, you'll live to regret it," she told the squirming female. "Suck my pussy! You love to do that. She licked me off, Daddy. The night she slept with me. She loves to suck pussy. I'm really giving her a treat!"
Don chuckled. He bent down, fascinated by the way Jane's shaved-clean cunt-lips moved in and out while he fucked her pussy-hole with the wide dildo. In spite of her fear, Jane's pussy was getting slicker and slicker. Her cunt poured out juice. It oozed down her ass-crack and around the hard "Broom" he was shoving in and out of her asshole.
"Ouch! You fucking bitch!" Ann snarled. Jane's teeth had raked over her sensitive, open cunt. She leaped up and turned to slap the woman across her mouth.
"I didn't mean it," Jane whimpered. "I wouldn't hurt you, Ann honey."
"Shut up. Fuck her harder, Daddy. Shove that fucking thing clear up her ass. She bit my clit!"
Ann jumped off the bed. She tore the heavy leather strap off Jane's purse.
"No! Oh, God! NO! NO! NO!"
"I know how this will feel, Jane, sweetie pie," Ann growled. "My daddy beat the shit out of me for fucking the boy next door. Now, you get a sample!"
The thick strap whipped across Jane's heaving tits. It left an ugly red streak that turned redder almost before the strap descended on her shaking, tits, again.
Jane screamed in pure terror. Ann had gone out of her mind! The teen-ager was going to beat her to death! Jane was sure of it. She lurched and struggled against her bonds. She pissed all over the bed, whimpering as the strong strap lashed over her tits again and again.
Don shoved Ann back. He jerked the strap out of her hands. "Enough of that. My cock isn't going to wait any longer. This bitch gets fucked. Now!"
He ripped the dildo and the "Broom" out of her holes. He tore her legs loose from the bedframe. He freed her arms. Jane whimpered in fear. She was ringing wet with sweat.
"Get up on your knees. Bend over," Don snarled at her.
"Don ... please ... not up the ass. It hurts so much already. You're so fucking big...."
"Shut your mouth. Hold still, damnit!"
Ann leaned against the trailer wall. Her finger slid up her slick pussy-hole. She finger-fucked herself faster and faster, grinning and watching her daddy pound into the weeping woman's asshole.
"Give it to her daddy! Fuck her damn ass off!"
Ann scooped up the vibrator. She jammed it up her cunt, spreading her legs. Her hand rammed it in and out of her clenching cunt-hole while she stared intently at her daddy's thick cock fucking up into Jane's bleeding asshole.
"Harder, daddy. Fuck her harder. Make her holler!"
Don gripped the woman's sweat-soaked hips. He bent over her, pounding his immense cock up her ass with long strokes. Jane fell flat on the bed, clenching her fists. She cried and shook. He followed her down, unmercifully, ramming his rigid prick up her ass.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Jane whimpered. She gasped every time he slammed into her burning asshole.
"Come in her mouth, Daddy. Make her take your shitty cock and suck it clean after you come."
"Shut up, Ann. God damn it. Why did you have to say that? Now, I'm gonna shoot."
Ann buttoned up. Shit! She had hoped he would fuck Jane's ass a lot longer. But she could tell by his face that his climax was seconds away.
The moment she saw his cock growing fuller and redder, she pushed him back. She rolled Jane over and pried her jaws apart.
"Quick. Jam your cock in her mouth. Shoot your cum in her. I'll hold her mouth open. If she bites you, I'll beat the shit out of her with that strap!"
Don rammed his hard spurting tool down his no secretary's throat. She choked and gagged, his cum erupting out of her mouth. It flowed down her chin. Into her ears. It soaked her hair. Ann held her head down with all her strength, keeping her jaws wide open.
"Haven't got any more cum," Don muttered.
"Lick his cock clean, Jane. No tricks! Lick it! Lick it, damn it!"
The shaking woman obediently licked Don's cock. She cleaned up his balls and his asshole. She was ready to do anything in the world to please these two mad people.
Don staggered off the bed. "Fuck this party," he growled. He stomped out of the bedroom. Ann heard him splashing under the shower.
"Here are your clothes, sweetie pie," Ann said. "What's left of them. Get dressed. Get the fuck out of here. Consider yourself lucky!"
Jane fumbled into her skirt, tears welling again in her eyes. She looked at her shredded blouse and her torn bra.
"So go home half-naked," Ann shrugged. "Who gives a shit?"
Jane stumbled down the hallway, clutching her purse and her ripped up clothes. She was sobbing as she got into her car. Ann stood at the door and watched her scraping the trees as she drove erratically out of the parking lot.
"That's that," Ann smiled to herself. "Now, my daddy is all mine!"