Chapter 7
Debby's prayers were answered.
At first, Debby was almost certain that they would kill her and leave her by the side of the road. Rosey Redgrave had planned it that way. Debby overheard Rosey telling the man that it would be very dangerous to leave her alive.
"That little bitch might squeal on us, Billy," Rosey said. "I don't trust her. If she tells the cops, we're gonna be in big fucking trouble! Let's kill her! I want to beat her some more, first. Then let's kill her and leave her by the side of the road.
Fortunately for Debby, Billy stopped the evil woman from killing her. She overheard their argument.
"Shut up, bitch!" Billy told Rosey Redgrave, "I've had enough of your sadistic shit!" He slapped her hard and knocked the raven-haired beauty down on the ground. "Nobody's going to kill that little girl. I don't know what you did to her, but I'm sure whatever you did was sick and perverted. And sadistic! I've had it with you! Just because you got raped by your father when you were ten, you have to take it out on every little girl you meet. Well, you've had your fun, bitch!"
Thanks to the handsome man, Debby Davis lived.
They left her by the roadside, but they left her alive! She uttered a short prayer of thanks and stood up. She was utterly naked, without a stitch of clothing to put on her young body.
But realizing that she would catch her death of cold if she stayed outside all night, she stepped up to the roadside and stuck out her thumb. She hitched with her right hand and covered her pussy with her left.
She had to maintain at least a modicum of modesty, she figured.
She waited beside the road for about ten minutes until she heard a loud engine sound in the distance. Since she was standing just over the top of a hill, she didn't see who was coming toward her until it was too late.
When she saw who it was, she freaked. "Oh, god! No!" she shrieked as King Rat pulled his big Harley-Davidson motorcycle to the side of the road.
She started to run away, but King didn't chase her as she expected. He merely sat calmly astride his big motorcycle with his arms crossed, shaking his head and smiling a nice smile.
So Debby stopped running and turned to face King. She covered her cunt and tits with her hands and pouted.
Debby was helpless and she knew it. If King would help her, she would be more than happy to take his assistance. She was in one hell of a fix! All that she wanted to do was to get to a telephone and call her brother, Butch, in Iowa.
"Well, little darlin'," King said calmly. "It looks like you need some help, doesn't it?"
"Yes, King," Debby replied meekly. "I do need help. Please, take me back into Manhattan Beach, King. I'm going to freeze to death out here."
"Sure thing, darlin'." King said as he stepped off of his big motorcycle. He turned the engine off and swaggered toward her with a smug grin on his face. "Right after I fuck your little asshole."
"Wh-what?" Debby stammered in disbelief. She was completely shocked by his lewd words. "What did you say?"
"I said that I'll take you into town just as soon as I fuck you up the ass, sweetheart."
"Noooooooo!" Debby screamed. She tried to run away, but King easily caught up with her.
He pulled her to the ground and dragged her into the woods.
"Yeah, little darlin'," he said coolly. He threw her onto the ground and grabbed her asscheeks. He rolled her over and, before she knew it, King's stiff prick was probing her virgin asshole. His cock knob touched her nether-hole and he shoved his hard prick in.
"Please, don't!" Please, don't do this," she begged. j King's rock-hard cock probed deeply into ha tight asshole. He thrust forward and rammed his lengthy cock into her nether-hole.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of your asshole, you little slut," he rasped. "If you want a ride into town, you're going to have to take my prick into your juicy cunt and make me cum.
Let's face it, sweetheart," he added, you've got nowhere to go„ nobody to turn to. Ain't that the truth, darlin'?"
"Y-yes, you're right," she stammered.
"Well, okay then, bitch!" King hissed loudly. "Spread your asscheeks and loosen up and let me slide my cock deep into your tight, little asshole."
King spread her asscheeks and thrust his hips forward in a quick, brutal movement. His hard prick rammed into her asshole to the hilt.
"Aaaaiiieee!" Debby screamed. The pain was unbearable. She writhed and jerked and twisted in agony.
She had been tied up and whipped and slapped around, but never before had she felt such terrible, intense pain. Her mind was awash in horrendous pain. Getting ass-raped was revolting, depraved and disgusting! Never in her short life had she ever imagined such a disgusting thing happening to her. She was being fucked in the ass by King Rat, the notorious motorcycle gang leader.
King ass-fucked her brutally. And he accentuated his cock-thrusts with obscene language.
"How do you like getting fucked up the ass? Huh?" he yelled. "It feels good to have my nice hard cock reaming out your asshole, doesn't it, darlin'? Yeah! Your asshole is nice and tight, you little slut! Nice and fucking tight, bitch!"
"Good god!" Debby cried. "Your cock is too big for my little asshole. It hurts! It hurts so damned much. Please, stop!"
Tears of anguish and pain poured down Debby's contorted face. She had never felt such pain and degradation before. Even the events of the previous few days -as bad and debauched as they were -could not compare to getting fucked in the asshole by King's huge, hard cock.
But King didn't care in the least. He just kept ramming his prick into her tight asshole with sharp, hard thrusts.
It felt as though King's hard prick were splitting Debby's ass in two. There was not a thing that she could do but scream. And she screamed loud and long.
"Aaaaiiieeeee!" she wailed in an anguished voice. Her tight asshole was being brutally raped by King's hard cock, and although she writhed and struggled in a valiant attempt to get away from him, he kept on pumping his prick into her asshole.
"Yeah, you little slut," he snarled in a wicked voice. "You like it! I know that you like it! You love it! You love getting your asshole reamed out by my cock. Admit it, you fucking slut!
Admit that you enjoy getting ass-fucked by King Rat!"
"Noooooo!" she cried. "Noooooo! I don't like it! It's disgusting! Please, let me go! Please, King!
Let me go!"
King took no pity on her, and he continued to jerk his hips and thrust his huge prick into her tight nether-hole. She could hear the lewd sound of King's big balls slapping against her upper thighs as he butt-fucked her brutally.
King was pitiless. He showed absolutely no mercy while he fucked Debby in the asshole.
"Unnggghhhhh! Aaaggghhhhh!" he grunted obscenely. "You've got such a nice, tight little asshole, my little teenager slut. I just love fucking your butt-hole. It feels so fucking good to have my prick buried in your ass."
Debby felt awful. She was being systematically humiliated and degraded. She was wholly at King's mercy, and no matter how hard she struggled to stop him from fucking her tender asshole, she simply wasn't strong enough. He kept pounding his prick deep into her nether-hole.
"Ohhhhhhh, my god! This is awful! I-I think... you're... going to... kill me!" she stammered in a voice filled with anxiety. "You... you are going to split my little asshole into pieces. It hurts so much!"
"Mmmmmppphhh! Unnnggghhh!" he grunted and moaned, but he was not about to stop butt-fucking the sixteen-year-old girl.
Suddenly, Debby felt his body tense, and she heard him utter an extremely loud sound of lust-filled passion and ecstatic release. He was cumming.
Just as she became aware that King was cumming in her asshole, she began to feel a tingling sensation in her cunt. Her pussy was oozing cunt-juice again.
Why? she wondered. Why should I get hot and horny while a brutal bastard like King is fucking me in the asshole? It made no sense whatsoever.
But as much as she tried to deny it, she really was getting wet and juicy. Her cunt was white-hot with sexual desire and lascivious passion.
"Aaaagggghhhh!" King moaned as he shot a wad of hot jism up her asshole. His cum bathed the insides of her butt-hole and she swooned in ecstasy.
Why?
She couldn't figure out her strange emotions. King was a first-class bastard. How could he possibly turn her on and make her cunt seethe with pussy-juice? Especially when he was cumming in her asshole! It didn't make any sense at all.
A lewd squishy sound was made when King pulled his prick out of her asshole. He sighed and quickly moved off to her side.
"Well, little darlin'," he said as he stuck his forefinger into her twat. "It looks -and feels like you really liked getting ass-fucked. I knew that you would love it if I shoved my cock up your asshole and fucked the shit out of you."
He paused for a moment, then broke out laughing.
Debby was insulted. Angry. Pissed off.
"Fuck you, King!" Debby angrily exclaimed. "You're a real goddamned bastard. You're a fucking pig. Fuck you!"
"You've got that right, baby," he responded. "I did fuck you, little darlin'. Right up the old shit-chute! Ha! Ha! Ha!" He was rolling on the ground, laughing hysterically.
Debby stood up and walked straight for King's Harley-Davidson motorcycle. She wanted to get on the bike and drive away, leaving King rolling on the ground beside the road.
But one look at the monstrous motorcycle told her that there was no way in the world that she would even be able to start the bike, much less drive it. And besides, she was stark naked.
After he stopped laughing, King trotted over to his motorcycle. He kissed Debby on the cheek and reached into his saddlebag.
"You can put these on, sweetheart," he said as he handed her an old pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. "These may be a bit large for you, little one, but they're better than nothing.
You wouldn't want to go riding into Manhattan Beach stark naked, would you?"
"No, King. Thank you very much," she responded politely.
King kicked the starter and they went driving down the road to the California beach town.
He dropped her off in front of the Hole in the Wall barroom, and zoomed down the street.