Chapter 1
Janice Alden fluttered her eyes open and froze, uncertain what had startled her out of a deep and exhausted sleep. A brief gasp of panic rose in her slender throat for an instant as she swept her eyes across the dark, unfamiliar room. Then she relaxed with a shy smile, remembering that she was at her step-uncle's house in Northern Maine.
Janice shifted under the cool linen sheets. Why had she awakened when her body was still bone-weary from the long bus ride east from Masterson, Iowa? It was unusual. But then again, everything had seemed slightly odd since she had arrived at her relative's secluded estate.
Several hours ago at the bus depot she had almost fled back to Iowa at the sight of the driver sent to pick her up. He was a massive, mean-tempered man, his heavily muscled arms effortlessly scooping up all her luggage as he glanced at her like a hungry panther sizing up its prey.
Janice had never before been bothered much by the stares of men. She was eighteen years old with luxurious, flowing chestnut-brown hair and an ample, attractive figure that brought many appreciative whistles in high school. Boys and men alike had always seemed to be looking her way.
But the driver's cold, calculated grin brought goose bumps to her arms. She had deliberately avoided his eyes when he spoke, a single muttering devoid of any warmth.
"I'm Harris, Jake Harris. Be about a half-hour drive, honey."
At the door of her uncle's huge, country farmhouse she had been met by a tall, strikingly attractive blonde. The woman had introduced herself as Jama Youngdell and said she was Janice's uncle Neil's private secretary. She wore a filmy black silk camisole that left very little to be imagined. The short, curve-clinging garment barely covered her emerald-green bikini panties. Jama had said Janice's uncle was out and wouldn't be returning until early the following day. She herself, she had explained, was just getting ready for bed.
Janice felt like an intruder, strangely uncomfortable in her presence. With a curt word to follow her, Jama had turned and ascended the central staircase. Janice silently walked behind her, disturbed to find that the woman's panties had a thin string back that left both moon-shaped ass-cheeks entirely bare. There was an unmistakable scent of musk and hot feminine sweat trailing her body as she climbed the steps a few feet ahead.
Jama had shown her to the room she was to stay in for her visit. It was large and comfortable looking, much nicer than she had expected.
"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed, turning to Jama. "This is going to be a perfect summer, even better than I hoped for."
Jama looked at her with a strange smile then stepped aside as the driver brought in Janice's baggage, making no attempt to hide her near nudity from the surly man. Janice decided she didn't care for either of them. Not that it mattered though in the slightest. Most of her time would be spent with Uncle Neil riding in the forests, helping him with his kennel and getting to know the rich, handsome relative better.
Now, however, Janice sat up and hugged the comforter to her breasts, wondering what had disturbed her from a dreamless slumber.
A second later the source of her awakening sound ... a thin, high scream muted by the wood plank floor beneath her. Without pausing to think, she leapt from the bed and grabbed her robe, cinching it loosely around her narrow waist. Beneath, she was dressed in her bra and panties. She winced as her bare feet met the cold floor and tiptoed towards the bedroom door.
She opened it an inch and listened before cautiously stepping out into the empty hallway.
She maneuvered a path through the shadowy bulks of furniture crouching in the living room and discovered a door leading downstairs. The sounds seemed to be coming from some lower level and carried upwards by the air ducts.
Janice quietly pressed against the unlocked door as she turned the old brass knob and found herself on a dark and narrow stairway. The cold stone steps angled to the right ten feet beyond and were lit by a single, naked bulb. A sharp scream of terror followed by the sound of slapping assaulted her ears. Listening carefully she heard a deep masculine grunt then more voices. Their laughter was low, too subdued for her to pick out the patches of conversation.
She hesitated and almost turned to flee back upstairs. Something was going on just ahead ... something terrible! But in the end she couldn't restrain her curiosity. She had to know.
Almost too frightened to move, she forced her feet downward. One step. Another. Continuing slowly until she arrived at the stairway's elevated turn and was able to see everything happening in the room. A single step more and she would be beyond the protection of the shadows. From where she stood she could watch them unobserved.
The wood-paneled room was dominated by a massive, circular stage rising up through the thick, black shag carpet like a small hill. Around the platform were various low chairs and plush sofas. At the farthest end of the room was a wallboard supporting a huge collection of whips, chains and other instruments she could only guess at. Then her uncle stepped into view. Neil was standing at the base of the staircase holding a drink. He took a casual sip and looked surprisingly calm considering what was going on around him in the chamber.
"Keep that cunt quiet," Neil said. "We're all going to have to be a little more watchful until I can get rid of my niece."
"Yes, sir," Jama said. "I'm sorry. This bitch has a lot of fight left in her still."
Jama and the chauffeur, Jake, were holding a writhing young girl between them on the raised stage. The struggling woman had long, tousled blonde hair, a crimson blush tingeing her flesh as she, stood naked from the waist up. Her tits were small and firm enough to jut outward. Her dark nipples were hard and erect from her efforts to break free.
"You fuckheads!" she sore angrily. "Oh, damn you. Let me go!"
Jake chuckled at the outburst and smashed one fist into the girl's flat, white stomach. She choked and doubled over, shocked by the pain as she gasped for breath. Jake grabbed her by the back of the neck and shoved her to her knees. Her body bucked wildly as he pinned her against the carpet and locked one arm into a leather bracelet chained to the floor. Jama yanked at the young woman's other arm and did the same motions.
"You crazy mother-fuckers!" she screamed as they slipped ankle chains around her legs and stepped back.
Jake fiddled with a nearby wall panel. The low hum of machinery vibrated through the room.
The girl moaned as a section of the stage rose smoothly upwards beneath her body. It stopped with a firm, metallic click, leaving her kneeling over a low, padded table. She could wiggle slightly but not avoid the shameless exposure of the position. "Damn you bastards!"
"Only a young girl and already such a foul mouth," Neil said, shaking his head sadly. "I'm afraid we can't permit that, young lady. You'll have to be taught proper manners. Jake! Start her lessons."
"Of course, sir," Jake said, grinning as he went to the wall and took down a coiled whip of braided black leather. He let it dangle free and moved to the base of the platform.
The teenager was still fighting against her bonds and swearing as Jake drew back the whip. He swung it hard against the girl's trembling ass-cheeks and she instantly froze. A tear-filled sob of shock and pain shook her frail-looking body as Jake cracked the whip across her ass-cheeks again.
"Oh, no, not that!" she cried, alarm breaking her thin voice. "Please, don't do it!"
"That's much better, my dear," Neil said. "You're learning. Please and thank you will be very important words from now on."
Jake caught Neil's silent nod and began cracking the whip across the young girl's wriggling ass-cheeks as rapidly as he could draw it back. She began screaming wildly, her shrieks rising each time the leather touched her ass. In less than a minute she was only begging him to stop.
"Are you going to behave yourself and do what you're told?" Jake asked.
"Oh, yes, anything!" she sobbed. "Just don't hit me anymore, please!"
The young woman's flushed cheeks were shiny with tears. Her pale-grey eyes looked hollow and defeated.
Jake reached down and grabbed one side of the girl's white shorts. It looked like the pants of some jogging outfit to Janice, ripping easily along the high-slitted side as Jake tore upwards. He stripped the useless garment down to tangle around her ankle. The girl was wearing a pair of lavender-colored panties underneath, stretched tight over the quivering cheeks of her helplessly upturned ass. Janice could see the dark sweat of terror soaking the thin fabric between her slender legs, the damp cloth clearly outlining the puffed outer lips of her cunt.
Jake slid his big, hairy-backed hand down the back of her panties. He started stroking her ass-cheeks, his fingers moving around and through the crack of her ass-cheeks until they touched the curve of the girl's pussy. She froze and looked back toward him, her eyes wild with fear.
"W-what are you doing? No, please, don't touch me there! God, don't do that to me!"
"You promised us that you would behave,"
Jake reminded her. He took a sharp knife from his trousers. At first Janice thought he was going to cut the captive girl. Instead he carefully slit the side of her panties and let them fall away. She now crouched totally naked before him.
"Slaves stay quiet unless spoken to," Jake instructed her, running one finger lazily up and down the crevice of her sweaty, hard-clenched ass-cheeks. "Let's have no more trouble from you. That whip would hurt a lot more now that you're bare-assed."
She choked back a protest and stopped fighting him, her body seeming to slump into submission as Jake cupped her sodden crotch and inserted his middle finger slowly upward into her pussy-hole. He looked at Neil and shook his head in disgust.
"Fuck!" Jake said. "She's tighter than an asshole but she ain't no virgin."
"Damn," Neil swore. "I thought we had some prime pussy in her. Well, I sure can't put her in the showing. I can still recover my investment by selling her. Why don't you go ahead and start her lessons?"
"Right!" Jake laughed coldly. "A good fucking might take some of the spirit out of her."
Janice felt her legs grow watery and leaned against the rough stone wall for support. She knew she should silently retreat up the stairs before anyone noticed her.
Still, she felt paralyzed, unable to tear her eyes away from the huge, muscular driver as he shrugged off his t-shirt and trousers. The massive, thick length of his swollen cock pressed outwards against his cotton shorts. Janice knew what he intended to do but stood frozen. The scene below both frightened and excited her.
"Please don't do anything to me," the young woman begged, her dangling tits heaving and jiggling from side to side as she fought her restraints. "Let me go and I won't tell anyone. I promise!"
"Shut your fucking mouth, whore!" Jake spat. "You've got some hot and tight young cunt there. I'll bet it's been reamed with plenty of cock at that fancy country club where Neil found you shaking your cute little ass around."
"No, I'm not like that," she moaned. "J-just once. With my boyfriend."
"I really don't give two shits, bitch!" Jake said. "I'm going to show you just what a cock-hungry little whore you really are."
The girl was still groaning from humiliation and pain as Jake slowly slid down his under-wear. Her face grew pallid at the sight of his cock. Janice couldn't blame her and found herself shivering with dread at the lurid display. The chauffeur's prick was thick and long, fully erect and bobbing with hard pulsations. His cock-head was massive and engorged to an ugly purple color. Gleaming droplets of pre-cum seeped from its tip.
He curled his fingers into her sweat-matted hair and jerked her head up, using his other hand to mash the secretion-coated cock-head against her soft lips.
"You take a good and long look at it, bitch," Jake said.
Janice squeezed her thighs together defensively, surprised to discover how moist and warm her own cunt had become. She stifled a gasp as Jake swung his erection back and forth across the girl's mouth with meaty slaps. Janice had never seen a man fully exposed before. How could such a thing fit inside the young girl without tearing her open!
"Don't put that monster inside me," the girl sobbed. "Please don't!"
Jake skimmed his hand up and down the gleaming length of his cock several times and walked up behind the crying youngster's nakedly waving ass-cheeks. Janice wanted to look away but found the sight too horridly exciting and disgusting at the same time.
Jake moved up between her glistening and trembling young thighs then spat into the crevice of her ass-cheeks, pushing his bloated cock-head up and down the spittle-slickened groove until it pressed against the tiny puckered star of her asshole.
"Maybe you would like my fat cock stuffed up your asshole instead?" he teased. The girl's narrow shoulders twisted wildly from side to side as she struggled uselessly to get away from the blunt intruder rammed up onto her tender ass-pit.
"No, save that for the show," Neil said. "There's always a taker in the audience for virgin ass-fucking."
Jake shrugged and started moving his prick back and forth across the entrance to her cunt. He reached beneath her heaving body and roughly ran his fingers through her sparse matting of pubic hair before spreading apart her warm cunt-lips.
"It'll kill me," she gasped. "It's too fucking big, you bastard! Oh, don't do it to me!"
Jake grunted at the hot, slick pressure of her cunt-sheath as he started to shove his lust-swollen cock slowly into her teenaged body. The girl began twisting away but he tightened his grip on her narrow waist. Then she stopped, small gurgling noises bubbling from her slack mouth as he kept shoving inside her fluttering cunt.
"You're going to learn what fucking's all about, baby," Jake said. "By the time I'm finished training you, you're going to love cock better than you love yourself."
"Oh, stop . . . it hurts," the girl groaned again.
Janice could scarcely breathe against the terrible pounding in her chest. Better than half of the ape-like driver's thick and pale cock was now inside the young girl's pussy. Janice didn't believe she could take even that! Jake's sweat covered face was glowing with vulgar lust. He slid his hands down her squirming hips and dug them deep into the dough-warm cheeks of her ass, forcing them apart to watch the entry of his prick as he kept pushing.
"Damn, your cunt's tight, honey," he laughed. "It's sucking the cum right up and out of my nuts!"
He shoved a little harder. His cock slammed into her the final few inches, mashing his balls against the moist lips of her pussy. The girl's crouched body spasmed and she gave a startled shriek.
"You're ripping me open!" she screamed. "God, it's so fucking big! It's going to kill me, damn you!"
Jake just kept chuckling as he started slowly reaming his cock in and out of her clasping cunt. He released her ass-cheeks, letting their silken warmth mold against his stomach and reached around beneath her to grab her tits. He started squeezing them viciously, pinching her hard nipples.
"Let's see you start shaking that fine ass, honey," he said. "You start fucking back, you little whore, or I'll twist your nipples off!"
The young blonde shook back her lank, sweat-dampened hair and began moving to Jake's rhythm. The girl's slender body was a smooth, honey-toned tan except for two cream-white splotches across her slim hips and tits. Her back rose and fell as she undulated her splayed ass-cheeks back and forth along the moist length of his prick. But Janice knew there was no choice. The hardness in Jake's voice was too dark and evil.
"Now you're learning," Jake said. "Doesn't that feel good now that you've stopped resisting me?"
Jake picked up the tempo of his fucking, slamming his beefy body hard each time he thrust. The young woman's fleshy ass-cheeks smacked wetly against his abdomen. He kept his hands cupped over her tits, his fingers kneading her pliant white tits so demandingly that Janice knew it was hurting the girl.
"That's much better, whore," Jake said. "You're ripe for fucking. Keep swinging your beautiful ass just like you're doing and everything's going to be fine."
A wide, cruel grin split his face as he rammed his massive prick harder and harder into her young pussy. Her shapely ass-cheeks heaved and clenched back against him as she worked her cunt-muscles to drain his balls as quickly as possible. His vein-ridged prick made loud and wet sucking sounds as he slammed it between her trembling legs hard enough to make her body rise with a surprised squeal each time he thrust forward.
"Jama, come here," Neil suddenly said.
Her uncle had moved to stand beside the degrading scene on stage. He looked perfectly calm.
"Do me," he said bluntly, patting the crotch of his pants.
Jama nodded with servile humility. She still had on the black camisole and bright-green panties. Now she reached for the thin shoulder straps and pulled the silk garment off over her head to expose her full, pendular tits. Her large areolas were light pink, topped by plum-colored buds standing straight up.
She shook out her wild tangle of light-blonde hair and moved closer to Neil. She began kissing his lips, slow and open-mouthed kisses with her slender pink tongue tracing the hard set of his jaw. After buttoning his shirt, she began rubbing her naked tits against his bare chest with soft and arousing moans of sensual delight. She slowly lowered to her knees in front of him. Her fingers tugged down his trousers and underwear together.
Janice flinched and almost cried out loud. Her uncle's prick was even larger than Jake's and it wasn't even fully hard yet. Jama leaned forward and trapped the growing thickness of his cock between her tits, rocking back and forth slowly as she squeezed it in her valley of warm flesh. One hand fluttered upward to caress his dangling balls.
Janice found it difficult to believe what she saw was really happening. Jama ovaled her mouth and slid her lips eagerly over Neil's fat prick, squirming her hard-clamped lips down along the hard shaft until half its length lay captured between her silken cheeks. An expression of sheer rapture crossed her face as she started sliding her sucking mouth up and down his stiff prick. Her cheeks bloated then collapsed with each thrust of his cock down her willing throat.
Neil tangled his fingers into Jama's feathery, blonde hair, holding her head tightly as he slammed his prick in and out of her dripping mouth. It looked like he was forcing his cock down her throat until she choked, but Jama seemed able to take all of it with a practiced ease.
He moved one hand down and fondled her bare, bouncing tits, catching her rock-hard nipple between a thumb and forefinger to pull it outward until she squealed. The sound came out wet and muffled by his plunging cock and he bucked his hips faster and faster against her face. Jama seemed to be getting aroused by being roughly used to the point of jerking her full thighs together in a rapid rhythm until the crotch of her panties grew dark with her freely flowing cunt-juice.
"Oh fuck, honey," Jake was crying out aloud. "Work that sweet cunt ... milk my cock, baby! I'm gonna shoot my nuts! Cum so hard up your damn belly you're gonna feel it hitting your tonsils! Oh, oh, shiiiit!"
Janice staggered one step closer without even thinking but no one seemed to notice her presence in the shadowy corner of the staircase. All eyes were locked on Jake's lewd performance. Every muscle in the big man's body stood out in stark relief as he strained to shove his massive cock as hard as he could into the groaning blonde's cunt. Jake's ass-cheeks flexed and shuddered again and again, bruising the young girl's naked ass-cheeks as he slammed her against the low table. Janice sensed that each thrust shot another load of his hot cum into the poor woman's stretched pussy. It seemed to last an eternity.
The humiliated teenager was crying softly, her own hips still twitching with the unwanted force of passion he touched off in her nubile flesh. Jake's prick slid out with a loud, sluicing sound when he stepped back. Arrogantly he wiped his cock off on her hair and laughed.
"She's a fine fuck once she cuts loose," he said to Neil. "Want to give her a shot of yours, boss?"
"Maybe later," Neil sighed. "Doing great right now."
Jama was sliding her mouth along his monstrous cock as though she couldn't get enough of it. Her prick-stuffed lips made wet gobbling sounds as he viciously rammed his cock between them. Her eyes were closed with a dreamy expression and Janice knew her uncle's sperm-laden balls must be slapping the bottom of her pert chin each time she bobbed her head down.
"I'm going to shoot my cum into your mouth, bitch," Neil said. "And you're going to swallow every last fucking drop!"
Jama continued sucking as if her life depended on it. Some of his cum and her saliva leaked from the corners of her ovaled pink lips. Janice had never seen any sight so perverse and exciting. She couldn't deny that it was actually arousing her to watch. Her virginal pussy felt hot and itchy.
"Here it comes," Neil screamed. "Here's your fucking treat! Taste it, whore!"
Neil slammed his cock so deep into Jama's mouth that her nose was buried in his thick, dark pubic hair. His body began shaking and Jama was making gulping noises. Janice shivered as she watched the tall blonde woman swallow, curious about how a man's hot seed felt splashing into her mouth.
Neil groaned and suddenly yanked his still-spurting cock out of her lips. His white cum started splattering against Jama's face. She didn't even turn away. Instead, she leaned closer as he slowly smeared his bloated cock-head against her lips and cheeks. Her tongue slipped out to bathe his glistening prick in warm saliva, licking up and down his huge shaft. Her nuzzling lips and darting tongue tip greedily cleaned every last droplet from his groin. With one slim finger, she scraped the white gobs of cum from her cheeks and chin.
"Excellent as always," Neil said, caressing her shoulders as she kept kneeling before him.
Janice had nearly forgotten how much danger she was in for spying. Her lean, coltish legs felt rubbery as though they were melting under the fierce, throbbing heat centered so moistly in her young cunt. She started to back up the staircase and missed a step, landing on her ass with a loud, fleshy smack.
"What the fuck was that?" Neil asked, startled by the odd sound.
"Oh, shit," Jama groaned. "When I came back with your drink, sir, I forgot to lock the door!"
"You stupid cunt!" Neil screamed in rage. "Go get her. Grab her before she gets away!"