Chapter 4
Gus slowly pulled her panties down her legs, and she was now so aroused that she could do nothing except arch her back, raise her legs into the air, and make it easier for him to remove that last item of clothing.
And then, he was looking down at her naked body, and the feeling in his cock and balls returned, full force, with a maddening vengeance.
Damn! So round, so tight, so firm ... so unknowing ... it was like having the Garden of Eden walk right through the door, and pull you in.
He kept wanting to pinch himself to see if he was really dreaming ... but if it was a dream, it was the most realistic dream he'd ever had ... and maybe he wouldn't pinch himself just yet ... he damn sure wouldn't want to end this.
She was looking up at him now with those wide opened eyes of hers, spreading her legs, almost as a reflex ... she couldn't really know what was going on, could she? Perhaps she was simply reacting to her instincts ... perhaps she was simply following patterns of behavior that had been etched on the brain millions of years ago, when we were still swinging from trees.
But whatever, she wanted it. She wanted him. She wanted to feel his fingers ... reaching out now ... touching the inner surface of her thighs ... touching her pubic hair ... her lips ... slipping beneath now ... touching her slit ... feeling the warmth and the incredible softness of the flesh beneath ... feeling her muscles all start to contract, feeling her hips shudder, shake and begin to roll around in response to the mounting fire within her.
And then, he touched her clit and Anna cried out. It was a long, low cry, deep and heavy with passion.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh ... " she gasped, sucking in her breath.
It was soooooo sensitive. She couldn't believe it. He touched it again, this time pressing in on the little button with greater force.
She felt more sensations racing through her nerves, blasting through her muscles, and shorting out her brain.
She'd lost the ability to think, to wonder if this was right or not ... it no longer mattered ... it-was happening, and there was nothing that she could do to stop it ... nor did she want to do anything to stop it. She wanted only for it to continue.
"Oh, Gus ... Gus ... Gus ... " she said, closing her firm thighs around his fingers with a demonic passion.
"No no no, little girl," he said, "don't be closing up on me. I don't want that. It's the exact opposite that I want from you. Spread 'em apart. Let me see you. Let me see what you've got to offer ... let me look into the pink depths of your pussy."
"Like this," she asked, hesitantly, spreading her legs back open.
"Ah ... yes. That's better. That's much better. You're really starting to get there ... now, that's such a fine sight. You wide open like that ... I can't think of anything finer ... truly I can't."
She stared up into his eyes, and found that what had looked earlier like a strange demented kind of expression, was really nothing more than what she herself was starting to feel. It was something that she couldn't explain, and she was already getting the idea that there would never really be an explanation for it ... it was something that simply was there ... you couldn't understand it., you simply had to accept it, and go with it.
She was trying, and found that it was a lot easier to do than she'd have imagined.
He reached back for her pussy now, and once again, she felt his fingers sliding up through her slit ... felt them spreading her apart ... felt them touching her ... there ... right on the sensitive bud of nerves ... her clit ... touching, stroking her ... pressing against her ... pushing onto it now ... hard ... harder....
He took the entire thing ... between his thumb and forefinger, she could feel the entire length of the tiny shaft ... he began to squeeze it ... very gently ... harder now ... pressing against it from both sides ... much the same as she'd done to his cock, but this was so much tinier ... and yet, she was certain that the sensation that he was feeling couldn't possibly have been any stronger than what she was feeling right now.
It was insane ... it was delicious ... it was something that she never wanted to end....
"Oh, Gus ... Gus ... " she moaned again, "that's wonderful ... I can't stand it, it feels so good."
"Sure you can."
"Ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh," she began to moan, simply an unbroken sound of arousal, sensation building upon sensation, the effects piling up, making her feel as if she was filling with something solid, some tangible object ... instead of simply growing more and more aroused.
Her body felt as if it was literally opening up.
Expanding ... contracting ... expanding ... contracting....
She couldn't control the feelings, nor did she want to ... there was only that continuing delicious sensation between her legs, that seemed now to be a simply, constant sensation ... no longer coming in waves of feeling ... now it was like an unshaded bulb ... a sun ... a small chip of radioactive metal inside her ... a constant stream of feeling ... all of it slowly, steadily, inevitably filling her to a point where she would have no choice but to explode.
That thumb and forefinger combination was deadly.
He continued to pinch, again and again, and again, never really pressing hard, only seeming like it was hard, because she was growing more and more sensitive with each passing second.
He continued to keep it up, and even after she was getting so hot and aroused that she could no longer keep still, even for a second, he managed to retain his careful grasp on her delicate organ.
"Oh Gus, that's the most incredible thing in the world ... I had no idea ... I had no idea ... I had no idea...."
She couldn't believe it was happening. It was like discovering a room in a place where you'd always lived ... a room you'd never before known about ... and when you opened the door ... discovering fantastic treasures, far beyond anything you could have ever contemplated.
He stopped, at last, and she looked up at him, frightened for a moment that he was finished.
But he simply laughed.
"You like that, don't you?"
"Sure. You know I do. You knew I'd love it, and that's why you did it, huh?"
He laughed again.
"Like I said, you're a bright little girl. I'm real impressed with you."
And then he lowered his mouth to her crotch.
She started in disbelief ... but then, she figured that if she could do it to him, surely he could do it to her.
"If you thought that was good," he said to her, "wait till you sample this."
And then, she found herself in the midst of a gathering fury of sensation, a blizzard of exploding nerve endings, sizzling neurons and overwhelming feelings.
Her body was experiencing something that had never been inflicted on it before, and she was still not quite sure where, exactly, she was....
She only knew that she was feeling things that she'd have considered sinful, had anyone described them to her. There was something wrong with feeling so good, wasn't there?
Well, Gus apparently didn't think so ... he was the one driving her up the wall and he was doing it quite expertly too.
His tongue touched her body first, down at that small isthmus of flesh between the crack in her ass and the slit running down between her pussy lips.
It was extremely sensitive by this time, and she could hardly keep her hips still long enough to allow him to get his tongue all over that small area.
But then, the real sensations started up.
He began to lick along the surface of her slit ... not allowing his tongue to dip between her lip ... simply keeping it running along the wet surface ... and he continued it ... again and again and again.
Starting down at that same point, that small piece of flesh between her cunt and her ass, he licked up over the entire length of her slit, licked over her clit, licked over her hole....
And every small point along the way became so super-charged, it was as if her entire cunt had turned into a giant clit.
Then, he grasped her two lips, pulled them apart, spread them wide, at the same time pulling them up....
She wasn't sure what that achieved, but then his tongue touched her clit, and she was certain what it meant.
Her clit was much more exposed than it usually was ... there was a much greater expanse of flesh there ... waiting for his tongue....
And the result was devastating....
She felt her body swelling up ... she felt herself falling, as if there was a vast pit opening beneath her on the cot....
She felt like she was flying....
She felt like she was falling.
She felt like a bird, she felt like a stone ... she felt like she was turning into abstractions ... her arms and legs flailing wildly in the air were strains of music, her eyelids fluttering were a fresh breeze, and her brain was turning to pure light ... and shining, burning, searing light, one that was blinding her, and consuming her....
She felt herself burning, felt herself at the same time shivering as her muscles reacted to these unfamiliarly intense sensations.
She could no longer help herself. He was licking harder and harder over her clit, he was licking and sucking and biting now ... and his teeth were scraping over the surface of her clit, her hips were jerking spasmodically, as were the rest of her muscles all through her body....
"Help ... " she cried out as last ... "Oh God ... help ... help ... help ... help ... I can't ... I can't ... My God ... My God ... oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God...."
Her body was shaking like a leaf in a windstorm now ... it was driving her onward, it was being driven itself by a force that seemed to be visited on her from without but which she knew was all her own ... boiling up from within the depths of her cunt.
Again and again the waves rolled up, seeming to grow larger each time ... swell after swell, yet none would break ... and always, they left her more aroused ... hungrier than before ... needing more and more ... wanting more ... craving it ... longing for it ... casting aside all else to attain it....
And then ... almost taking her by surprise ... it struck.
Something like what had hit her the day she'd been attacked by Miss Fimp ... but this was so much more intense that she couldn't even compare the two experiences, really.
Nuclear weapons compared to firecrackers ... that's what it was ... there was nothing in her experience to prepare her for this ... nothing at all....
As if a large hand descended from the clouds and pressed against her entire body, she felt the air rush from her lungs ... just as quickly she gasped in another breath, but found that she was forced to hold it ... fearing that the intensity of the experience would prevent her from taking in any more air.
Her muscles went totally rigid, and then, almost as quickly, they began to flutter, spilling over into wildly spastic reactions that she certainly couldn't control.
Nor did she want to.
It felt like he was doing a lot more than he actually was ... which was nothing more than simply licking his tongue back and forth over her clit ... keeping that same feather-light pressure against her sensitive bud.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," she began to moan ... louder and louder ... harder and harder....
"You like that, don't you, Anna girl? Huh? Come on, tell me. You like that don't you?"
"Oh, Gus, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," she cried out, pressing her hips up into his face.
"I love it too, little girl," he said, moving his tongue faster now, .scraping it back and forth over that hard bud of nerves.
She was losing her mind ... she was oozing juices everywhere, and she was crying louder and louder.
Finally, she was at the peak of her passion.
Gus stopped licking her, stepped back and looked her up and down. "Well, girl, I think you're about ready."
"Ready for what?" she asked.
"For this," he said holding his cock.
"Oh ... really? I don't know ... what are you going to do with it?"
He chuckled. "You really don't know, do you?"
"Well ... yeah ... I mean ... well...."
"I'll show you what I'm going to do, little girl," he said, climbing back onto the cot with his hard cock aimed right for her cunt.
She instinctively knew what was coming, even though she still wasn't completely sure.
"She spread her legs, wider ... wider. . knowing what was going to go between them.
He brought the glans up to her pussy, pressed it against her moist lips, began to rub the head up and down through her slit, pressing it against her clit each time he did so.
She felt it slide into the crevice of her hole each time he moved it over the top ... each time, a little farther than before.
He was pressing now-pressing the head of his cock right into her hole, and she felt it, she was writhing at the end of his cock like a worm on a hook ... she was moaning, she was feeling the membranes inside her pussy starting to stretch wildly....
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," she screamed ... "yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."
He was chuckling softly under his breath now ... there were beads of sweat forming along his forehead....
And then, just as she was starting to feel another orgasm starting up inside her, rippingly, she felt the muscles begin their wild, delicious contractions....
Just as she was convinced that she was heading for the edge of the pit, that this time she would be sucked off the edge, to spill dizzily down, down, down through the wild depths of orgasmic torrents that already were being unleashed within her....
Just as all this was starting to come to a mad frantic boil ... Something happened.
What, exactly, she couldn't have said at first. She thought she heard a breaking of glass. She thought she heard voices ... She thought she heard voices ... She did!
There were people in the diner ... people breaking the front door down ... people moving rapidly, people knocking things around.
She felt Gus tense up, then he turned around.
"What the fuck ... " he began, but then, there were men on him, men dragging him off her.
Anna stared, wide-eyed and frantic, as she focused on the two men in the room.
One was easily six feet eight inches tall. He was virtually a giant. He wore a turban on his head, and large, jeweled earrings, and baggy clothing that suggested the orient. Somehow, she had the feeling that whatever he was, he was the genuine article.
The other man was of more normal proportions, but with an expression on his face that would have easily turned the blood to ice, should it be encountered under the wrong circumstances.
Anna still wasn't sure what these circumstances were, so she was damned frightened.
The tall oriental giant reduced Gus very rapidly to a blubbering ball of pleading consciousness.
Perhaps this had something to do with the fact that he was being suspended in mid-air from one of the giant's hands, held at the end of his enormously strong arm, held up like a puppet, and there had already been two or three very solid blows landed about his person. They'd quickly subdued Gus, and now they seemed to simply be waiting for the next move ... except that no one seemed to know who was to make the next move.
"Leapin' Lizards!! ! " Anna exclaimed, finally. "I don't belive it!! "
The cold-faced man turned to face her. He seemed to be making an effort to smile at her ... but it didn't appear to be something that he'd had a lot of practice doing, and the expression simply looked like he was in great pain.
"Dear child, you needn't fear us. We simply do our master's bidding ... which is to see that no harm becomes you."
"Hey, look, hang on a second," Gus protested, "you check her out if you don't believe me. There's not a mark on her. And she enjoyed every minute of it, didn't you Anna, little girl?"
Anna looked from the giant to Gus, back to the giant, and then to the cold-faced man. There was little doubt in her mind as to who was holding all the cards.
"He raped me," Anna said, looking frightened as if a tenuous hold on a facade of normalcy and control had just collapsed, and she was now on a collision course with hysteria.
"HHY!! What are you saying?! That's bullshit, and you know it." He faced the giant. "She's feeding you a line of shit. Come on, Anna, tell the man. I never did nothing to her."
"There was little doubt about precisely what you were doing to her when we walked in, my friend. Please you shall be silent now."
And with that, the giant, still supporting Gus from the neck, while the hapless man dangled in the air, kicking his feet like a helpless child, he punched Gus right in the stomach so hard that Anna could feel it herself.
The man went totally stiff for a second, and then he went limp, as if dead.
The giant dropped him on the floor.
Then the cold-faced man turned to Anna. "Come. We must go. We are expected." .
"Oh no," said Anna. "I don't think I'm going with anyone. I don't like any of this." , With that, she jumped off the bed and was about to race out into the main part of the diner, but before she could make her escape, the cold-blooded man had a grip of her arm.
"Let me go, let me go," she squealed. "Let me go. You don't have any right to hold me. You can't even touch me unless I let you. Now stop it!! ! Stop it!! ! Stop it!! ! "
She was squirming madly now, trying to break his grip, but it was like steel.
She turned around and saw that he was regarding her with a detached air of amusement.
"How dare you!! ! How dare you!! ! "
She tried to claw her way out of the man's grip, but was unable to do so.
Finally, she stopped, and relaxed. He peered at her a little skeptically. '
"You'll be a good girl now?"
She looked dejected, but she glumly nodded.
"Fine," said the man, releasing her from his grip, "you'll see what I was talking about when--!
She kicked him right in the balls. She did it hard, too. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite as tall as he'd like to have been ... but she managed to land a fairly good blow anyway. "ULP!! " went the man, turning white.
The giant tossed Gus against the wall, with stunning force, just to make certain that he wasn't going to be moving very much for a while, and he turned to grab Anna.
She easily dodged the cold-faced man, since he was so busy clutching his balls.
But the giant ... he was a different matter. He stood right in her path. She saw that had she tried to kick him in the balls, her foot most likely wouldn't have made it.
He laughed, his voice booming like a large bass drum.
"You shouldn't be such a troublesome little girl. You are proving most difficult to contain," he said.
"Don't talk like that to me," said Anna, suddenly running right through the man's legs.
That seemed to shock him as much as it shocked Anna.
She really didn't think she'd have the balls for that.
He quickly whirled about, very quickly in fact, for one his size ... but it was his size nonetheless that did him in.
People that big operate at a slightly different schedule than the rest of us. Time is slowed down for them, however slightly. It takes a little longer ... a little more energy and a bit more space for them to accomplish the same things.
Thus, when the giant spun around, his center of gravity shifted ... slightly, it's true ... ever so slightly ... but it took him a bit longer than it would have taken your or I to adjust....
Also, given his bulk, the slight shift of which we spoke was still amplified to great proportions than it would have been in you or I.
Have you guessed it?
While Anna scampered out the broken front window, and the cold-faced man leaned against the wall clutching his crotch trying to remember what and where he was, the giant toppled to the floor with a crash like a felled redwood.
He painfully picked himself back up, took a last look at Gus, who seemed to be coming around. The giant went to the sink in the next room, moving a bit painfully from the bump that he sustained on his knee ... filled a pitcher with water and then returned to pour half of it on Gus and the other half on the cold-faced man. His face grew even more chilled.
"You magnificent goon," he growled at the giant. "You'll pay for that."
"Ah ... and when Mr. Oliver asks who allowed the little girl to defeat him, what will you say?"
"At least I went down fighting, you worthless pituitary case, but you, you simply tripped. I told him, 'don't let Sinbad come along ... I can't take his clumsiness. But noooooo ... he had to match me up with you."
"Please, Cobra, you do neither of us the least bit of good by this senseless bickering. We must trace the little girl. She has made her escape."
"Maybe the joy boy over there in the corner knows something."
"My point precisely."
"Well then, why are you wasting time talking. Question him, you mutant!"
The giant stared at the small man.
"You could so easily be crushed between my open palms, I must confess that I am nearing the point where I may well succumb to the temptation."
"What! Why, you stupid deformity. You're mother lived too close to a nuclear reactor, is my guess, and it not only fucked your genes, it played havoc with your brains. Now get over there and see what you can get out of that sicko, before she get s so far ahead of us we never find her."
Sinbad stared with open hostility at the man he'd called 'Cobra', and then turned back to Gus, who once more found himself dangling in mid-air from the end of the giant's branch-like arm.
"You will, of course, tell us everything you know," Sinbad calmly explained. "That, I fear, is not up to you to attempt to control. You have only to decide whether we learn what you know before we remove your fingernails, or after."
Gus stared at the man. "Go fuck yourself," he said. "And you owe me for that front window."
Sinbad smiled.
"But of course."
Then he produced a pair of pliers from his pocket.
And then, Gus began to scream.
Anna ran, and ran and ran.
She had no idea where she was, or which way she was going ... only that she needed to get as far away from Gus and his diner as he possibly could.
Who that fuck were those two guys? That was the strangest thing she'd ever seen in her life. They just came barging in, and they'd been looking for her!
That was something she didn't need!
No way!
She ran through block after block of unfamiliar streets ... her experience of the city had been confined to the orphanage, the trip to school, the thrice yearly shopping sprees, the occasional outing to the Botanical Gardens or the Zoo ... but for the most part, they had kept her well secluded from the city....
And she was just beginning to learn the extent of that seclusion. She felt like she was on another planet.
Sights that she could never have imagined greeted her shocked eyes.
Suffering, to an extent that left her emotionally wasted ... on all sides of her.
Drunkards lying against buildings ... people begging for money ... people begging simply for attention....
And then, there were the others ... the rich ... they too were in evidence. They too were there on the street, ignoring the suffering and the poor, ignoring everything except for their own selfish pleasures.
That's how it struck Anna. When people could allow themselves to live such garish lives, and pay no attention to those who were less fortunate, that was selfish. There was no way out of it.
Well, gosh, she thought. What now.
That Gus had turned out to be pretty strange.
She could still feel the tingling inside her thighs, feel the way that he'd gotten her so close to the edge of madness....
And then left her there.
Damn, that wasn't fair. She'd sure gotten to love what he was doing to her, and in a damn short time too.
Oh well ... she doubted that she'd be going back there.
She didn't think that he'd really be wanting very much to run into her. But where....
She was starting to get hungry again, and she still had no money ... she had nothing ... no blankets ... no clothes....
She looked around, and wherever her eyes fell, she saw nothing but buildings, concrete ... she saw strange people, she saw unfriendly places....
She didn't think that she'd have a chance to run into someone like Gus again ... someone that she could get a meal from....
Even if it did mean doing the same thing that she'd been doing with Gus.
Strange, but now that she thought about it, she was starting to get the idea that maybe he hadn't been telling her the entire truth about what had been wrong with him . ... if, indeed, there'd been anything at all wrong with him. That too, she was starting to doubt.
Because as much as he talked about the 'painful swelling', and needing it to come down, and needing her to bring it down, she would have bet real money that down deep, for whatever reason, he really didn't want her to get it down.
Now ... what that could mean, she wasn't sure. But it sure did demand some further study.
But whatever the real truth, she was starting to be convinced of one thing. Whatever it was that had been on his mind, she thought that that strange stuff he was doing with his cock ... and with her body ... well, it just seemed like it had been responsible for the fact that he'd given her a meal in the first place.
But she'd loved the feelings that he'd been awakening in her. Didn't that mean that she was sinning.
And was it right for her to do that kind of stuff simply because she needed food?
Well....
There was this rumbling in her stomach that told her that ... yes, it was quite right. But where now? She was hungry.
She was starting to get cold. She was frightened. And she was alone.
Where ... where . ... where oh where, in this big city, would she find refuge and shelter?
Why ... there, of course. In that church.
COME YE WEARY AND YE RESTLESS AND ALLOW THE BOSOM OF JESUS CHRIST YOUR SAVIOUR TO COMFORT AND FEED YOU!! !
Comfort and feed, huh? Sounded pretty good to Anna.
And what do you know ... the door was unlocked.
She pushed it, and went inside.