Chapter 5
Jake arrived in fifteen minutes. Judy shook with fear when she first set eyes on the man. He was a hulk of a man, without a doubt the biggest, strongest man that she had ever seen. He looked as though he weighed at least 350 pounds, and every ounce of it was solid muscle.
"All right, Jenkins," the huge man said as he stepped into the plush office. "I'm here, and I'll help you out again, but it's gonna cost you a pretty fucking penny this time."
"Yeah, sure, Jake," Mr. Jenkins replied as he dabbed his perspiration-dampened forehead with a handkerchief. "Whatever you say is okay with me. How much do you want to handle this problem for me?" he said as he pointed to Judy, who knelt in the corner with her mouth gagged.
Frightened out of her wits, Judy wondered what Jenkins meant by that dreadful remark. What was going to happen to her? she thought. Surely, they would not hurt her, she reassured herself. But, as she stared at the hulking man named Jake, she could not help trembling with fear. He was indeed an awesome character.
Jake looked over at the woman, and a huge grin came over his thick face. He leered at her with the unmistakable look of lust in his dark eyes.
"Hey, Jenkins," he drawled with a lewd grin as he stepped forward and eyed Judy. "Your taste is getting much better, pal. She's a helluva lot better looking than most of the dames you fuck around with." Turning to look straight at Jenkins, he added, "I bet she's a tasty little morsel, huh?" He poked Jenkins in the ribs and laughed loudly. "You have a nice time with this little bitch, Jenkins?"
Jenkins flinched when the big man poked him in the ribs. He affected a mock smile, shook his head and said, "Come on, Jake, that's private business. Don't mess with me, please. Just get her the fuck out of here, will you? She's bad fucking news, man. I need your help and I'll pay you a good price for disposing of her. Now, how much do you want?"
Disposing of her? Judy thought with anguish. What in the hell did Jenkins mean by that comment? she wondered. Surely, they did not plan to kill her... or did they? She shuddered and wept. She would do anything if only they would spare her life. She wanted to tell them that, but the horrible gag kept her from speaking.
She made muffled grunting noises to attract their attention, but all they did was laugh at her.
"I'm not sure how much it'll cost you, Jenkins," Jake said calmly. "This little bitch is a pretty fucking cunt. She must have friends. I'd be sticking my neck out pretty far. It's gonna cost you a lot this time," he said as he punctuated his remarks with solid pokes into Jenkins' ribs.
"She's from out of town. She doesn't know a fucking soul in San Diego, Jake. You won't have any problem. Just do a nice clean job like you always do, and there won't be any problem, I swear it."
"Two grand," the big man quickly replied. "I want two grand for this little beauty. The prettier they are, the more it's gonna cost you, Jenkins."
"Okay, okay. You've got it," Jenkins replied as he walked to his desk and pulled a wad of bills out of the top drawer. He counted out two thousand dollars in hundreds and handed them to Jake. "Just do it right, Jake. No fuck ups, okay?"
"Hey, man," Jake said as he snatched the bills out of Jenkins' trembling hand. "Relax. You know me. I've got a good reputation. I'm the best hit-man in the whole fucking state of California. Don't sweat it, Jenkins."
"Okay, okay," Jenkins said nervously. "Just get her the hell out of here." I want to go down to the bar and put in an appearance so that I can cover my ass in case there are any fuck ups. I trust you, Jake. You're the best. I trust you."
With that, Jenkins turned to leave. On his way out the door, he turned and looked at Judy. "It's been nice knowing you, and I'm sorry it has to end this way, but I can't take any chances." Judy looked up, but Jenkins was gone.
Judy was alone with Jake-a professional hit-man. A paid murderer! And he had just been paid to kill her!
"Well, now, let's get you downstairs," Jake said as he lifted her and carried her out the back door.
She trembled as he carried her to a big black Cadillac that was parked under the stairs. He opened the trunk and threw her roughly inside.
"Say your prayers, bitch!" the big man hissed as he closed the trunk.
About an hour passed before Jake finally pulled the car to a stop and turned off the ignition.
Judy feared that the man would kill her, so she spent the entire time praying.
"Okay, now," the man said calmly as he opened the trunk. "Time to get out. We're gonna make a little rest stop here."
He picked her up and carried her inside a dirty wooden cabin. It was pitch black and she heard locusts chirping. There were no other sounds to be heard.
"We gotta wait here for a while," Jake said as he flung her roughly to the floor. "But, there ain't no reason why we can't have some fun while we wait for my friends to get here and take you off my hands."
Judy was terribly confused. She thought that Jake was simply going to kill her, but now he was speaking as though he were going to turn her over to some other people. What in the world was happening? she wondered, but she was pleased to learn that she would now be allowed to live-at least for a little while longer.
The big man ungagged Judy and, as she moved her hand toward her mouth to rub her aching jaws, he hit her hard. Whack! Whack!
"How do you like that, bitch!" he snarled angrily. "Well?" He rested on his knees and straddled her face. "What the fuck's your problem, you fucking cunt? Cat got your tongue or something?"
"No-No," she replied weakly. "I just don't know why you hit me, that's all," she explained. "What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing at all. But you ain't got to do anything wrong to get me pissed off. I'm a mean mother-fucker, you see. I sometimes feel like hitting people, especially pretty women."
"But, I don't understand," she cried.
Whack! Whack! Two more times, he hit her in the mouth. Her teeth and gums felt numb and, for a moment, she feared that he had knocked all of her teeth out. The man was so terribly strong, and she was afraid that he was also quite strange.
Without saying so much as a single word, Jake grabbed her by the arms and flung her across the room. Her body slammed hard into the opposite wall. She bounced off the wall and fell to the floor like a rag doll. Her head was dizzy and ached and she felt as though she had been run over by a truck.
As she opened her eyes, she saw him coming at her, and instinctively, she rolled to the side in an attempt to get away.
"Fuck you, cunt!" he shouted obscenely. "If you think that you're fast enough to get away from me, you are sorely mistaken," he added as he picked her up by the ankles and began to swing her around and around in circles.
"Oh, God! What are you doing?" she cried as she became dizzy and nearly vomited.
The huge brute of a man flung her across the room and, once again, she bounced off the wall. Falling to the floor, she almost fainted.
"I'm practicing, bitch!" he rasped. "I'm a wrestler on the weekends, and I'm so fucking big and strong that I have trouble getting sparring partners. I sometimes get carried away and but them up real bad... send them to the fucking hospital even."
"Good God, no! Don't hurt me! Please!" she wailed.
"Well, shit!" he replied angrily. "You ain't no fun to wrestle anyway. Besides, I have better things planned for you," he said cruelly as he straddled her tear-streaked face. "Unzip my pants," he commanded her flatly.
"I-I don't want to," she answered.
"I don't give a flying fuck what you want, cunt," he said. "Unzip my pants right now or I'll fling your ass around this room until you're nothing but a mess of broken bones."
She flinched in fear, and, with trembling hands, she reached up and unzipped his pants.
"Now, take my cock out," he demanded lewdly.
She was weeping fitfully. But, Jake had a very bad temper, and she was not about to disobey him at this point. Her body ached from head to toe from the beating that he had already inflicted upon her frail, but beautiful figure. Reaching inside of his pants, she felt his thick cock. She pulled it out of his pants and stared in awe at his mammoth cock. Even though his prick was soft, it was a mighty prick.
"Good God!" she gasped as she held his prick up to her eyes and gazed at his monstrous unit. His balls flopped out of his pants and, again she was stunned. His balls were as big as baseballs.
"Ha, ha." He laughed crudely. "I knew that would get a rise out of you." Then he smiled and asked, "Tell me the truth, have you ever seen a prick and a pair of balls the size of mine?"
"Never," she gasped. "Never in my life have I seen a man that was so... so well-developed," she added with a distinct awe-struck look pasted on her face.
"Yeah," he said. "I'm kinda proud of my cock and my nuts," he said smugly. "There ain't nobody in the whole world with anything near my size."
Judy noticed that he was still smiling, and his rough features appeared to soften somewhat. He spoke in a kind, almost affectionate tone and stared down at her almost lovingly. She sensed that if she stroked his ego, perhaps she could manipulate him into letting her go. She decided that, even though it was degrading, she would pretend to worship his giant cock.
"My, I sure do believe it, Jake," she cooed affectionately. "You have a beautiful cock. And your nuts are lovely too. They're so big. You must be real proud of your wonderful prick and balls." Looking up at his face, she saw him cock his head and slit his eyes, as if he distrusted her. Then she felt relief as he smiled broadly again.
"Yeah, it helps to be well-hung," he said proudly.
"Well, you sure are well-hung," she cooed.
"Fuck you!" he rasped. "I can tell that you're making fun of me, and I don't like it one bit," he said nastily. "Now suck my cock, and suck it right if you know what's good for you." Plunging forward, he shoved his prick into her mouth.
His prick grew the moment it entered her hot mouth. "Suck it, bitch!" he commanded. "Lap and lick my cock, you whore!"
He grabbed her head and jerked it back and forth across the length of his prick. His bulbous cock-knob bobbed in and out of her mouth as she slurped and sucked his mammoth cock.
"Unnggghhh! Aaagghhhh!" he gasped loudly and obscenely as he pumped his prick hard and deep into her tight, hot mouth. "Yeah!" he shouted. "You are a damned good little cocksucker, you fucking cunt! Unnnggghhhh!" Grabbing her wrists, he placed her hands on his ass and shouted at her. "Hold onto my ass. Get a nice hard grip on my ass and pull my prick into your mouth, bitch!"
She was utterly humiliated. It was disgusting-being forced to suck and lick the big man's prick. And now, he commanded her to hold his ass and actually assist him in raping her mouth with his hard cock. His cock was so big, and it kept growing. It seemed as though every time that she slurped his prick into her mouth, it grew another inch. It was so degrading to be used in such a vile and obscene manner.
But, knowing that she had no choice, she went about the task of sucking the man's mighty cock. Pulling him forward, she stuffed her mouth full of his thick, hard prick.
"Unnggghhhh!" he groaned loudly. "You sure have a nice hot mouth-just perfect for sucking my prick. Unngghhhh! Now, take one of your hands and play with my big balls you filthy whore!" he commanded.
Judy could hardly believe her ears. This crude, vile man called her a "filthy whore." She wanted to protest, and she would have, but, with his rock-hard cock buried deep in her mouth, there was no way she could utter a single word.
"Yeah, you little fucking slut!" he exclaimed as he wiggled his hips and ground his prick-tip against the back of her throat. "That's it!"
She hefted his balls in one hand and gripped his ass with the other. His nut-sac felt tight and leathery, and damp with sweat. She felt as though she were about to throw up. Her stomach felt queasy, and she gagged violently. Then she began to cough, but his prick was still pumping into her mouth, ramming into the sides of her cheeks and the back of her sore throat. The pain was agonizing and she felt as though she would choke to death on her own vomit if she did not stifle her retching. Using every ounce of strength that she possessed, she managed to keep from getting sick, but she still felt terribly ill. A strange assortment of thoughts flooded her confused mind.
"Suck my cock nice and hard, you slut!" he rasped as he plunged forward, ramming his hard cock deep into her throat. His prick was now so huge and hard that her jaws were aching. His cock literally filled her entire mouth. And there were still several more inches of his cock-shaft that were outside of her sucking mouth.
Suddenly, he lurched forward and shot a huge wad of thick jism down her throat. "Unnggghhhh!" he gasped.
"Lap it up, bitch!" he snorted angrily. "Drink my cum, you filthy whore. Drink it all down your throat, bitch!" Faster and faster he rammed his prick in and out of her aching mouth as white-hot jism spurted in jet streams into her mouth.
Desperately, she tried to keep from choking on his jism. She had to hang on, she thought. If she started to choke on his cock now, she knew that he would beat her terribly. And, she knew that the big man did not have much self-control. He was brutal and mean, and he did not know his own strength. If he flung her across the room once more, she feared that he would break her neck or her back. She simply had to keep milking the jism from his cock-knob and hope that she could drink all of his cum down without choking.
Finally, after she had drunk most of his jism, he leaned back and slowly pulled his half-hard cock out from between her lips. It seemed to take forever, and she knew that he was purposely pulling his cock out of her mouth as slowly as possible.
He let out a long, low moan of sexual ecstasy as his prick slithered obscenely out of her mouth. "Aaaaaaggggghhhh," he grunted. "You sure do know how to suck my cock, bitch," he said. "Yeah, that was a fine blowjob."
The big, crude man wiped his drooling prick all over her face and laughed wickedly.
Judy gulped his jism down her throat, swallowing every thick drop of the cum that had shot out of Jake's prick. He watched her as she gulped his cum down.
But, Jake had shot such a large amount of jism into her sucking mouth that she could not even swallow it all. Some of his cum dripped obscenely down her lips and cheeks.
Jake thought that it was all very funny. He laughed and laughed at the wretched woman who lay beneath his dangling cock and balls. Thick droplet of jism continued of fall from his cock-slit and drip lewdly all over Judy's upturned face.
Reaching down, Jake squeezed the base of his thick cock-shaft and a large drop of cum came out of his prick-tip.
"Lick the tip of my prick, bitch!" he commanded the frightened and humiliated woman beneath his cock and balls.
Judy felt as though she had no choice whatsoever in the matter. She had to lick his prick-tip, to lick and lap the rest of the cum that flowed from his cock. If she refused to finish the blowjob that she had started-and finish it exactly the way that Jake wanted it done-there was no telling what the hulk of a man would do to her.
So, without hesitation, although she felt sick to her stomach, her tongue flicked out of her mouth and lapped the sticky cum-drop that had formed on the tip of Jake's huge, flaccid prick. She hoped and prayed that he would be satisfied, and that her debasement would end soon. But, she was not so lucky.
"Hey, you little slut, you really get off on licking my cock, don't you. First, you gave me a first-rate cock-sucking, and now you look like you really enjoy eating my cum and swallowing it. Damn, you are a hot little cunt, aren't you?"
He laughed heartily and looked at her as though he actually expected her to answer his lewd remark. Smack! Smack! He hit her hard, and she shrieked in pain.
"Noooo! Please don't hit me again! I beg of you! Please! Anything!" she wailed. "Do you want me to say that I loved sucking your cock? Is that it?" she asked imploringly, her pretty blue eyes wide with fright.
"Up your asshole, you snotty little cunt!" he growled as he stood up, zipped his pants and walked quickly into the kitchen.
This was her chance, she thought. Rising to her feet, she tiptoed quietly to the door, opened it, and fled as fast as her feet could carry her into the night.
It was cold, and goose bumps formed on her exposed ass and tit-flesh. She shivered, but she kept on running into the darkness. She simply had to get away from that dreary little house-away from the evil man Jake.
On and on, faster and faster, she ran until her side ached terribly and she felt as though her breath would soon give out. But she kept going, because if she stopped, he might catch her.
Finding a narrow path which seemed to lead through the woods, she began to follow it. The moon was just bright enough to provide light and show her the way along the narrow, winding path of escape.
Finally, her side knotted in a sharp cramp which hurt so much that it stopped her dead in her tracks. She fell to the ground and doubled up into a ball, holding her aching side and gasping for air. Her tits heaved as she sucked air into her lungs.
After a few moments, she began to feel much better. Sitting up, she cocked her ear and listened carefully to hear if Jake were behind her.
In the faraway distance, she heard Jake's low voice bellowing in the night. She felt a great sense of relief, knowing that he was nowhere near. She had escaped the evil man. She was alive and free. Somehow, she thought-somehow-she would manage to survive. How would she find her way out of the woods? she wondered. She shivered in the cold night air and heard the strange sounds of animals and bugs. Were there wolves in these woods? she thought fearfully. Would she be attacked by wild animals? And, most important, where was she?
There seemed to be only one logical thing to do-she would follow the moonlit path to its end. No matter how long it took her, no matter how cold she became, she would survive. Determined to live through the nightmare, she picked herself up and walked briskly down the path, stumbling and falling over rocks which were hidden in the deep undergrowth beneath her bare feet.
Her body was racked with unbearable pain, and her mind was filled with shock and indignation at the thought of the terrible ordeals that she had been through. But, she thought, she would survive. No matter what problems she encountered on the way back to a decent, civilized life, she would survive!