Chapter 6
Slowly Linda felt herself fighting through the comforting blackness she had sank into after the animal rape. Gradually the girl was aware that her hands had been tied tightly by the wrists, while her legs had been spread widely apart, each ankle tied to one leg of the tattered sofa. The young blonde raised her head, ignoring the stabbing pain in her forehead and looked around. The dog was gone, thank God! Chet was sitting cross-legged in a chair on the other side of the shed.
For the first time Linda was able to get a better view of where she'd been dragged. The shed was essentially one large room with one door leading to the outside. There were no windows or air vents, no way people could hear the shrieks of the fouled victims trapped here. More and more Linda was sure others had been trapped by Al and Chet, too ashamed when finally freed to say anything about their ordeal. As a result these maniacs went on humiliating other young girls until they'd exhausted the territory and moved on.
"So, you're awake?" Chet murmured, raising himself in the chair and staring strangely at Linda. "You're gonna get a little visit. We're callin' your friend-Tina's her name, right?"
Linda went white.
"How did you know...." She stopped herself and bit her lower lip. No sense in telling them more.
"We found your purse when we searched around the area after you blacked out. Her name and picture was in your wallet. Figured it out. Say, you girls ever fool around?" There was a twisted leer on Chet's face.
"You animal! No, never!" Linda said, her face flushing. This was too much. Tina was her best friend. To think that they'd imagine she could do anything with another woman, especially her friend! And to think they were luring the poor girl here with some wild story. She shuddered to think of what would happen.
"Aw, come on," Chet said, sinking forward and resting his head on his fingers.
"Maybe you and your friend fool around," Linda retorted, feeling braver. She had become a woman the hard way. She was only eighteen, but the young blonde teenager felt she could take on these two men at any game they played now. They'd hurt her enough. They could do no worse to her mind and body.
Chet's face darkened at this last reply. He pushed himself up from the chair and walked around, the square wooden table. Linda watched him silently, her fingers working nervously behind her back while she twisted her wrists in an attempt to free herself.
"I don't like smart broads," he said sullenly, jerking his hand up and bringing it down quickly across Linda's face. The girl's head snapped to one side and she let out an involuntary cry of pain and fear.
"Oh my God," she whispered softly. Chet backed up, then started unbuttoning his blue flannel shirt. She watched one button follow the other, then finally the entire shirt slipped off his broad shoulders. Then came the Levi's, shoes and socks. In the bright light now Linda saw the size of the cock that had rammed up and down her asshole. It was tremendously thick, though not as long, she thought, as Al's.
Reaching forward he grabbed a handful of hair as he'd done that fateful night and jammed her face hard against his chest. Linda gagged, feeling the hot hairy belly flesh press into her mouth. Her nose flattened from the pressure while she thought he was going to rip her hair out by the roots.
In another quick move he threw her back on the couch, twisting her around until she was half in a reclining position. The tension of her legs being pulled hard by the restraining ropes made her cry out.
"Shut up," Chet said savagely, throwing his naked body on top of hers. His mouth hungrily searched for hers, finding it, then biting her hard on the lower lip.
"No, no, no!" Linda cried. "You're filthy. You animal, no, NO!"
"So, you haven't had enough, eh?"
Chet brought the flat of his right hand hard against her cheek, then backhanded her other cheek. He repeated this over and over again, making the young blonde's head snap back and forth like a child's pull toy. Linda sobbed and shrieked, feeling herself growing dizzy from the pain and force of the wild blows.
"You wanna be fucked like a wild woman, eh? Wanna get a cock like a bitch dog gets cock, eh?"
The words stung Linda's pride. Yes, she'd been forced to take on the dog. But it was rape. She hadn't gone out and searched for animals. She thought that under the right circumstances, people were capable of doing anything. She had been a victim of those circumstances.
Linda's body squirmed and strained under his moving hands while these thoughts ran through her mind. Chet lapped at her tongue while she tried to bite his. His tongue escaped her teeth, then returned to attack the pink ridge just above her front teeth. Her long hair was gripped by one of Chet's large hands, while his other hand reached under her and squeezed her soft, rounded asscheeks. The girl could feel his large thick cock rubbing against her thighs.
"You pig! Pig!" she cried, twisting until the ropes binding her wrists and ankles began to rub through the skin. Linda could taste the spit coming from his throat and oozing down into hers. And yet in spite of her revulsion there came that hot, unmistakable heat rising quickly in her quim again, something that made her respond to the obscene advances of this foul man instead of continuing to fight him.
Linda felt shocking thrills surge through her body as Chet raised his ass up, then pushed his thick dork against her belly. He ground his hips back and forth, moving them around in a rotary motion. The hot, red uncircumcised head of his shaft was oozing hot liquid onto her belly. That pressure, that soft touch inflamed the girl more. She could feel her outer and inner labes swelling up, ballooning out, filling up with blood while juices began to seep out from somewhere deep in her cunny and ooze out from between her cuntlips. Her head throbbed with wonder. What was he going to do, fuck her? Somehow Linda couldn't believe it would be as simple as that.
"You're a fuckin' beautiful bitch," Chet said admiringly. His mouth was all over her face next, kissing her lips, her cheeks, her eyelids and her throat. She both loved and hated that sensation. He moved his fingers over her body again and again, pinching her hard nipples, using the flat of his hand to massage her stiffening clit. He smiled and commented slyly on the heat coming out of her crotch. Linda guessed he was having his due, probably always living in the shadow of Al's more powerful personality and getting what the boys at school used to call sloppy seconds.
"Oh baby, you've got some fuckin' nice titties there," Chet said, looking down at her large, melon-shaped boobs as they heaved up and down.
He pinched the titty-tips harder between his thumb and forefinger, sensing she was beginning to like the pain. Her asscheeks danced crazily on the couch, her ankles straining to free themselves from the ropes. Even that pain was beginning to fill her with a strange delight. The girl sucked in a deep breath, turning her head away from Chet and wondering if she could keep from either throwing up or showing him she was so close to cumming!
He moved closer, reaching up after dropping her titties and pushing her down on the couch by the shoulders. Linda's eyes widened and focused on the broad, flanged cockhead staring at her.
"I want you to have a good look at this cock before I fuck you in the cunt," Chet said, his teeth on edge. He was working himself up into a rage of passion. His eyes danced and gleamed with a strange power Linda had seen in the dog. She shivered, feeling herself shriveling into a tiny ball under that killing stare.
"Oh God," Linda said as she watched his face change. A slow, subtle smile turned the ends of his mouth up and the big man stared hotly at her.
"On second thought, you'll take my cock in your mouth. I want you to suck on it until I tell you to stop."
"No!" Linda gasped. "You put that thing in my mouth and I'll bite it off!" Linda's face was wet with perspiration. She saw the hungry stare in the wolf-like eyes of Chet. She could see that her resistance was inflaming him even more. The blonde realized she could do nothing. If she tried to bite down, he'd kill her.
Without saying another word Chet bent forward, pressing his big knees into her arm muscles.
Instinctively the girl pressed back in the couch, turning her head to the right and wincing as she felt Chefs fingers grip her upper arms painfully and twist them until she thought he'd break them. He was balanced precariously now between her widely spread thighs, squatting down on the groaning couch cushion while attempting to feed her his dickmeat.
"Take it," Chet growled. One hand wrapped in her hair now and twisted, while the other gripped his cock and aimed the big rod down at her closed lips. He pushed the flanged head hard against those lips. A few drops of the sticky pre-cum seeped out, being smeared over her mouth as the young girl let out a sickened cry of despair.
"Open your mouth, baby. Come on, open up for Chet," the big man said ironically, laughing silently at her predicament.
Linda opened her eyes and turned her head, staring at the massive cock. She saw it with a feeling mixed with revulsion and fascination. Her eyes crossed to take a better look. Only then did she realize she'd probably dislodge her jaw in swallowing that thick rod.
She was about to say something when Chet took advantage of her temporary relaxation and pushed down hard. In a moment the girl found her mouth filled with the big man's cock. She could feel her saliva washing back down her throat, choking her, strangling her as if she had begun to drown. Linda struggled, tears welling up in her eyes as a dull ache began to throb around her lower jaw. Her lips were stretched to the tearing point. Her eyes were tiny slits from the pressure of that spearing dick. Chet threw back his head and let out a long sigh, keeping his cock buried deep in the girl's mouth without making any more moves. He sat in that squat position, enjoying the warm wet feel of Linda's cheeks, tongue and mouth pressing against the pulsating sides of his thick prong and knowing that his dick was probably the first one ever to push down into her throat.
"Jesus!" he said, squeezing his asscheeks together and drawing the cock slightly out of the girl's mouth, only to push it further in. Linda had enough time to take a gasp of breath before she felt the dickhead pushing down past her tonsils. Her throat tightened, and she thought she was going to retch. A bleachy, salty taste filled her mouth slowly. Under her chin Linda could feel the soft hairs of Chet's swinging fuck sacs brushing her skin.
"NNNNGHHFF!" Linda cried in a muffled voice. Chet was off in his own world, thinking only of the hot wetness engulfing the hot sides of his cock and forgetting he was nearly strangling the young teenager with his dickmeat. He looked down and smiled at seeing Linda's mouth moving around the big rod. Soon she began sucking him like a hungry animal, using her tongue to tease the sensitive underside of his thick prong.
Chet reached down and grabbed tightly onto the girl's hanging hair, pulling and tugging it roughly while Linda sucked harder and harder. Already she could taste the slimy saltiness of the big man's dick. Her throat was coated with cum; her teeth were slippery with that jizz. And yet the delight of the situation overpowered her initial revulsion.
Chet let go and reached down, plowing his fingers through the wet mess of her pussy until he found the stiff clitty bud popping out from the surrounding wet fleshy labes. Linda let out a loud growl as he pressed his thumb and forefinger together, squeezing the little nub. The girl felt lightning shoot through her cunny as the hand kept on tightening, pulling, yanking as if he meant to rip her tiny clit from her pussy.
"Suck, suck it baby," Chet groaned. The warmth and wetness of that closing mouth over his cock sent shivers through his body.
As for Linda, the pain of her clitty being twisted around and around added a new height to her delight. Linda sighed, opening her mouth wider, flicking her tongue over and around the fat dickhead, drawing out more of the slick juices that threatened to erupt in broad jets at any second. She mentally saw Chet's fat balls swinging back and forth with the jerky movements he was making now, feeding his cockmeat into the girl's willing mouth. She opened her eyes again and saw only the black hairs and the olive sweaty skin of his groin as it slammed back and forth, flattening her nose with every forward thrust.
"God, God!" Chet cried. He stuffed his rock-hard dickmeat wildly into the girl's mouth. He rejoiced when he saw Linda's cheeks puff out in attempts to take in the prick without gagging. The girl felt a dull pain become sharper in her jaws. Linda struggled a little uncomfortably now, working her mouth around and around, trying to think of different ways she could think of bringing off the big man. She couldn't take this much longer, even if the sensations Chet was creating in her cunny were far different from anything she'd ever felt before.
Linda's head was jerking up again. The weight, bulk and heat of the heavy dick shoving in and out of her mouth was sending Shockwaves through her. Then suddenly the girl realized she was having an orgasm. Just sucking his cock and having him toy with her clitty was driving her up the wall. Linda struggled again, trying to snap her knees together. She wanted something to rub against her clitty; something to take care of that aching, slow itchy feeling that was slowly, oh so slowly, taking care of itself in a long, slow orgasm.
But Chet didn't realize what was happening. He began slapping her face as she sucked him. The throbbing dick was sliding in and out of her mouth now like a triphammer. Drool oozed out of her, wetting down her chin, then dropping in long transparent strings to her jiggling titties.
"More, more!" Chet cried, wrapping his hands now around the back of her head and bouncing it off his muscular belly.
Then he exploded in her mouth. Linda felt the first wad shoot through the tiny gap between her two front teeth, spattering into two tiny jets and landing against her tonsils. Then came another and another until it felt as if a continual spray of cum was drowning her.
Linda tried to twist her head away. She could feel the hot, sticky, slimy jizz flooding her throat, backing up into her mouth then leaking out from the corners of her mouth and dribbling down from her chin.
But Chet held tightly onto her skull, rubbing it sensuously back and forth across his belly while he gave tiny jabs to his hips. He rotated his ass slowly around and around, rubbing his shooting dickhead against the girl's tongue, the insides of her cheeks, and the roof of her mouth, soothing the aching hot itch that gripped his dickhead during climax.
When it was over Chet let out a long sigh and sat down on the balls of his feet, drawing his softening dick from Linda's mouth and smiling cruelly at the jizz and spittle mess around her lips.
"We're gonna have a lot of fun with you before we're through tonight, baby," Chet said, crawling off the sofa and keeping his eyes fastened on the girl's pussy.