Chapter 6
Margo's heart raced as she watched the car's headlights bearing down on her, approaching and then slowing down to stop. This was her ticket to freedom, she thought as she stepped into the front seat of the car. She was bubbling over with joy and relief.
"Oh, thank you for stopping. Jesus, you saved my life. You wouldn't believe what happened to me. I-"
Slap! Slap! The man's palm smacked her hard across the face. She flinched and absorbed the blows, wondering what in the world was happening. Why would the stranger beat her like this?
"You stupid cunt! What the fuck do you think you're doing, anyway? And how the hell did you get away from Wilt? Huh?"
"Oh, no!" she shrieked as she looked into the wicked eyes of Al. Foolishly and impulsively, she had stepped right into the car without even looking at who was driving. It was Al! And he was quite pissed off. His face showed anger and he snarled at her.
"You fucking cunt! Answer me! Now!"
The blows rained down on her rapidly. He hit her hard, and her head bounced off the windshield as he smacked the back of her neck. She saw stars and her head throbbed with a terrific ache.
"Cunt!" he shouted angrily as he spun the car around, burned rubber, and drove the car in the opposite direction. "Now you're gonna forced me to take extreme measures. Cunt!"
Margo was in serious trouble now, and she wished that she hadn't tried to escape. Wilt had been kind of nice, and maybe if he were still around, things would go easier on her. But, Al was driving away from Irene's apartment, heading towards the desert.
They drove for over an hour, finally turning down a dark, narrow, dirt road that led to the middle of nowhere. Al didn't say a word for a long time, and every now and then he would lean over, call her a "cunt," and smack her across the mouth.
Al drove up in front of an isolated wooden house that appeared to be empty. But, when he honked the horn once, a woman appeared at the door, and waved him in.
"All right, Margo. Follow me. And, no funny stuff or I'll blow you away." His voice carried the tone of a serious threat, and Margo wasn't about to attempt anything foolish, especially when he pulled out his gun and aimed it at her head.
She held her hands high in the air and dashed forward, onto the porch and through the open front door,
"You stand over there," the raven-haired woman said, pointing toward a corner. Margo hastened to obey. "Get down on your knees and wait," the woman commanded in a harsh voice. "I don't want any shit from you, either. I'm in a particularly bad mood today. Give me a hard time and I'll kick your little ass all over the fucking floor." She punctuated her crude remarks by thrusting her leg out and rubbing the sole of her high-heeled boot into Margo's taut tits. "You whore! Shit, Al's out of his fucking mind, messing around with a fucking teeny-cunt like you. He's on the lam from the cops and he comes here dragging a teenage bitch with him." She turned on Margo, her eyes flashing, her lip cruelly curled, "You been fuckin' Al? Huh?" She slowly dug the heel of her boot into Margo's sensitive nipple. Her tit ached terribly and the pain in her nipple was excruciating. Damn! Margo thought. This woman was as mean and nasty as Al.
"No," Margo blurted, shaking her head back and forth.
"Nobody fucks with my man, bitch! You understand?"
"Yes, I understand, Miss-Miss-"
"Madison. My name's Shirley Madison."
Margo pouted and wept, while Miss Madison sauntered over to the door and greeted Al, kissing' him wetly on the mouth, her fingers reaching down his pants to heft his balls and stroke his big prick. Margo watched the wanton woman, gasping when she noticed the extremely provocative clothing that Miss Madison wore. The woman had a stunning body, voluptuous tits, long, straight black hair, full lips, pretty legs. Miss Madison was every inch a woman. She exuded sexuality. She wore a skin-tight leotard of black kid leather with a detachable crotch, matching kid boots which laced up the front, high leather gloves, a stunning diamond necklace. Her creamy flesh glistened in stark contrast to the outfit she wore. Margo was awestruck at the sight of the magnificent woman. This Shirley Madison was one strange bird, she thought. The voluptuous woman looked like one evil bitch. Margo certainly didn't want to cross her.
"Good to see you again, baby," Al said. "Looks like you kept the old place in good shape. You still have your-ah-your little playroom?"
"You bet, and it's fully equipped. Shall I take this little slut down there to keep her out of the way?" Miss Madison sneered and thrust her leg out swiftly, kicking Margo hard in the stomach.
"Owwwwww!" she shrieked as she doubled over and gasped for air.
"Yeah, let's take her down to the playroom and get her squared away," Al replied. "I was gonna kill the bitch, but I figured we might be able to use her around the house. She can do all the dirty work so you can stay nice and pretty. Don't you think she'd make a nice maid?"
"Yeah," Miss Madison replied. "I'm sure we can make use of the bitch. She'll make a fine little-slave. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"Now, now, Shirley. Don't be too rough on her," Al said.
As Margo cowered on her knees, Shirley Madison stepped forward, producing a thick, black dog collar inset with metal studs. She grabbed Margo's chin roughly and pulled her face up. Then, she spit into the girl's face and laughed cruelly. The gob of spit caught her on the eyelid. She winked with discomfort and the woman's spit drooled down her cheek. She was disgusted and terribly humiliated. This Miss Madison was a real nasty bitch. The dog collar was fitted around her neck and locked with a tiny lock. Then Miss Madison affixed a leash to the collar and tugged at the leash, pulling her neck so that she would follow. Miss Madison led Margo down some stairs and into a dark room in the basement.
Al flicked on the light switch and the room was instantly bathed in a hot, reddish glow.
"Well, teeny-cunt, how do you like my little playroom?" Miss Madison asked.
"This place is dreadful! You people must be sick!" she blurted as her tear-stained eyes surveyed the dungeon-like room. The room was designed and decorated like a Medieval torture chamber. The walls were lined with a vast collection of whips and dildoes, and one wall was covered with an immense mirror. A thick steel pole stood in the middle of the room.
"That was a very foolish thing to say, Margo," Al said coolly as he handcuffed the terrified young girl to the whipping post. "Miss Madison spent a great deal of time fixing this place up. This chamber is to be your room. You'd better learn to like it here, because you'll be spending plenty of time in this room."
"I hate it!" she screamed, "and I hate you! Both of you! You people must be insane!" As soon as she said it, she knew that she had made an awful mistake. She could kick herself for being so damned foolish. These people really were sick. Depraved and demented. And obviously sadistic.
Al chose an evil-looking cat-o-nine-tails from the assortment of whips that lined the wall. Stepping forward, he lightly flicked the searing leather fingers of the whip across her swollen nipples. Then, he reared back and lashed her hard.
"Aaiieee!" she screamed as the cat-o-nine-tails raked across her taut tits. Great tears of embarrassment, humiliation, fear and pain spilled down her cheeks as she knelt on the floor, bound to the whipping post. She sobbed out her anguish, but her cries did not stop Al from whipping her.
Again, the evil whip slashed across her tits. She winced and screamed out pleas for mercy.
"Please, don't whip me! I beg of you! Please, don't-"
But, the whip fell relentlessly across her tortured tit-flesh, the leather fingers of the cat-o-nine-tails flailing at her nipples, which ached with gut-wrenching pain.
"How do you like this whip?" Al taunted. He flicked the whip across her thighs and one leather tendril struck her clit.
"Owwwww! Good God in heaven!" she wailed, flinching and jerking about on the whipping post. She flung her long, blonde hair about her shoulders and shook her head back and forth. Her tortured tits jiggled slightly and she began to perspire freely, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The cat-o-nine-tails was really doing a job on her. Never in her life had she experienced such awesome pain. She hunched her shoulders, trying to cover her tits with her elbows, trying to protect her sore tits from any more cruel abuse. But, her efforts were fruitless, and Al struck out with the whip, lashing her creamy thighs and whipping her cunt-mound. The whip bit into her swollen pussy-lips and raked across her sensitive clit, which throbbed and became erect from cruel contact with the tendrils of the evil whip. She screamed again and again.
Al laughed sadistically, reached down and gripped her spasming cunt-lips, giving them a savage squeeze to heighten her pain and sense of degradation.
"Nooooooo! God, noooooo!" she wailed, her face contorted with misery and searing pain. "Please, don't hurt me anymore!"
"Okay," he said as he threw the whip aside and rolled her over on her stomach. Her wrists chafed and ached from the hard, steel handcuffs which bound her to the whipping post. She cried out for mercy, but it did no good. He was on top of her, his cock tickling her puffy, pink pussy-lips. He guided his prick into her cunt, rubbing his bulbous cock-knob across her clit and stimulating her tortured nerve endings. Her clit soon became erect and pulsated with blood.
"I'll stop whipping you for awhile, Margo. But, in return you'll have to let me fuck you. Is it a deal?"
"Yes! Anything, just stop whipping me!" She hated Al for whipping her so cruelly and she hated him for raping her pussy, but being fucked was better than being whipped. At least it wouldn't hurt so damned much. Her body was wracked with pain from the whipping and she needed relief desperately. She would submit to having her cunt raped by his massive prick. Being fucked seemed like the lesser of two evils.
"Go ahead, fuck me! Fuck me if you must!"
He pumped his prick obscenely into her cun-tal depths, penetrating her pussy, slowly at first. His bloated cock-knob reamed out her pussy, rubbing across her cunt-walls which constricted. Soon, her cunt began to drip with pussy-juice. Her cunt became well-lubricated with pussy-nectar, making it easy for Al to fuck her with his massive, rock-hard prick. He plunged forward fucking her with rapid-fire motions, slamming his prick into her heated cunt.
"Unnggghhhh! Mmmppphhhhhh!" he snorted crudely as he fucked her tight, juicy cunt. "Yeah, bitch! I'm gonna fuck you real good; Fuck you in a different way this time. I'm sure you're gonna love it!"
Margo didn't like the sarcastic tone of his voice. And she was terribly confused. Al had fucked her before. In the same humiliating position-doggie-style. She swivelled her head around, a look of ghastly shock on her face. Her face was flushed a crimson red and her eyes were filled with tears of rage.
Suddenly, without warning, Al pulled away from the helpless girl. He was panting with lascivious desire. He gripped his prick and moved forward again, this time aiming his purplish cock-knob directly at her puckered asshole.
"Now you're gonna get it! I'm gonna fuck you nice and hard, bitch! Right up your little asshole!" he hissed as his cock probed for the opening of her tight, virgin asshole.
"Wh-what? You-you can't! Your pricks-it's too big! You'll split me in two!" she screamed. She wriggled her hips, shaking the man off. But, he struck her in the head with his fist and mounted her again. Gripping her ass-cheeks with his powerful hands, he dug his fingertips into her fleshy ass and began to pry her ass-cheeks apart. He was grunting loudly as he went about the task of spreading her ass-cheeks so that his prick could enter her steamy asshole.
"You might as well give up and resign yourself to it, Margo. I'm gonna fuck your asshole if it's the last thing I do. So prepare yourself to be ass-fucked. If you fight it, it's gonna hurt even more. I'm gonna ream out your asshole with my hard prick, bitch, whether you like it or not!"
Miss Madison moved forward and stepped on Margo's face, applying pressure with her foot to keep Margo's face immobile. She goaded Al on.
"Go ahead, Al!" she hissed with enthusiasm. "Rape the bitch's asshole. Ass-fuck the teeny-cunt! She deserves a good ass-fucking! The sniveling little bitch! Give it to her good! Make her scream with pain! Fuck her asshole, Al! Fuck it!"
Margo made some piteous muffled noises. It was almost impossible to speak with Miss Madison stepping on her face, grinding the sole of her boot into her cheek. She simply had to stop Al from fucking her tender asshole. She tightened the thin ring of muscles that surrounded her puckered asshole. Her sphincter muscles clenched tightly to ward off the unwanted intruder. But, as Al spread her ass-cheeks apart, his hot cock-knob began to worm its way into her steaming asshole.
"Unnnggghh! Goddamn tight fucking asshole! Shit! You better cooperate, Margo, or it's gonna hurt alot more! No matter what you do, it's gonna hurt, but if you try to relax, it won't be so bad! Mmmppphhhhh!" His prick stretched the opening to her asshole, and he jerked forward, burrowing his rock-hard cock inch-by-inch into her tight asshole.
The horrid, searing pain caused her to writhe about on the floor of the torture chamber, but she couldn't move far. Her wrists ached from the handcuffs that bound her to the whipping post, and her face was being pressed into the floor by Miss Madison's boot sole. Her tight sphincter muscles were stretched to the bursting point, and her strength was being quickly dissipated as she struggled to keep his prick out of her asshole.
"Now, bitch! Now!" he snorted as he drove forward, impaling her asshole on his throbbing prick.
"Aaaiiieee! Nooo!!" she cried, her screams filling the dreadful room and reverberating off the walls of the torture chamber. She flexed her creamy legs and hips, tensed her muscles, but it was too late. Al had caught her by surprise and overpowered her with his spear-like cock. He showed her no compassion, no mercy as she bucked and twisted beneath his cock-thrusts into her ravaged asshole. His prick felt as though it were being driven into her guts.
Al looked up at Miss Madison and the pair grinned evilly at one another, loving the sordid scene. Reveling in obscene delight at the demented pleasure of inflicting pain and misery on the abject and helpless girl.
"Fuck that asshole, Al! Ass-rape the bitch! Get her good! She'll wish she never been born, the cunt! Worthless fucking teeny-cunt!" Miss Madison punctuated her lewd remarks by pushing the sole of her boot into Margo's face.
Margo already wished that she had never been born. If, God willing, she managed to survive this horrid onslaught on her tender asshole, she would never be able to look at herself in a mirror again. This was so depraved and debauched! Being ass-fucked was disgusting! She hadn't even believed that it was possible. She had never even entertained thoughts of being ass-fucked. She had thought that it was anatomically impossible! But, the mind-bending pain that welled up from her asshole told her in a most brutal manner that she had been dreadfully wrong.
"Unngghh! Mmmmpphhh!" Al grunted obscenely as he drove his prick deep into her asshole. Over and over, he slammed his hips forward, ramming his cock deep and hard into her steaming asshole, ass-raping her brutally and cruelly. His face was contorted with lust and passionate desire.
Margo writhed and twisted beneath his cock-thrusts into her ravaged asshole, her face a mask of fear, rage, pain and shame. His hard-driving prick felt like it was stretching her ass-muscles to the absolute limit. She thought that she could hear her asshole being ripped and torn by his raging prick. Soon, her cries of anguish melded together into one steady, soul-searing wail of horrible pain as she endured the vicious ass-fucking. The pain felt like lightning bolts in her ravaged asshole, and she didn't think that she could stand much more.
Then, remembering Al's advice, she concentrated on relaxing her strained ass-muscles. It wasn't too difficult because her energy and strength had been sapped by her futile attempts to struggle against his vile assault on her asshole. Then, much to her surprise, she realized that his cock felt kind of sexy as it reamed into her tight ass-channel, roughly massaging the walls of her tight asshole. She moaned long and low, and hunched her hips to meet his next cock-thrust into her asshole. It felt good!
Al grunted and dug his fingernails into her tender, taut ass-cheeks and pulled her back so that he could drive the entire length of his massive prick into her steaming asshole.
"Unngghhh!" he panted as his mighty cock slithered between her creamy ass-cheeks and rammed deeply into her asshole.
She shuddered at the thought that Al's massive prick was, at that very moment, buried deeply in her ass-channel. It was actually happening, and it began to feel good. Her clit tingled with anxious anticipation and she reared back to meet his plunging prick as it slid into her asshole.
"Ohhh, good God!" she gasped. "Your cock-your cock-feels-feels good! Don't stop! Do it some more!"
She grimaced and experienced a wild assortment of conflicting emotions: pain and joy, passion and disgust, desire and hate, repulsion and pleasure. She was lost in a world of wild, wanton depravity, a strange land of unrestrained lust and passion. Her pussy ached and her asshole instinctively tightened around his throbbing cock, clamping down on his raging prick, holding his cock captive in her overheated asshole. Her cunt felt like it was burning up with passionate desire. "Fuck my asshole, Al! Fuck it! Don't stop!"
"No way I'm gonna stop now, bitch!" he snorted. "Mmmppphhhh! Aaaggghhhh!"
Al's prick seemed to swell in her asshole. He fucked her with furious, frenzied movements, swivelling his hips and ramming forward, impaling her asshole on his rigid cock-shaft. He grunted and groaned in the throes of ecstasy as he ass-fucked her, reaming out her tight asshole with demented joy.
Margo knew that she was acting like a lewd and wanton harlot, but she lost all control over her tangled emotions. Her impassioned pussy ached with the desire to be fucked, but her asshole ached with need too. It was the most bizarre sensation that she had ever experienced-to be brutally raped in her asshole by Al's raging hard prick. She bucked and wriggled, pumping her hips backward in time with his plunging cock which reamed out her asshole. Her passion was boiling over, and her mind was dazed and confused with conflicting sensations and emotions that sent her soaring on the winds of wanton delight.
Although her body was wracked with pain, she nevertheless was enjoying the depraved experience. Enjoying it fully. Loving every second of the butt-fucking that Al was giving her. His prick tore into her asshole with blinding speed, raking along her ass-channel lewdly. She didn't care, though. She knew in her heart that what he was doing was wicked and depraved, but somehow, that made the ass-fucking all the more exciting and passionate.
"Aaaaiiiieeeee!" she wailed as her orgasm hit her like a fist. She revelled in the pain and pleasure of the moment, relishing the fact that she was being terribly abused by the dangerous man. Her climax shook her and she sweated profusely as her clit throbbed and her pussy-walls tightened and her ass-channel narrowed to grip his prick.
A moment later, Al's body went rigid, he quivered. The muscles in his thighs flexed and he shot his load into her asshole.
"Aaagghhh! Shit! Fuck! Piss!" he cursed in a throaty gasp as his cock-slit opened and deposited a steady stream of cum into her tight asshole.
She shook and trembled as she felt his load of white-hot jism rushing into her, bathing the walls of her asshole with scalding cum as it spurted out of his spewing cock-slit. Her mind was dazed and she writhed about uncontrollably in the throes of a wondrous orgasm and made her face over into a grotesque mask of sexual pleasure. The climax was the most intense orgasm she had ever felt and she enjoyed it immensely. But, all too soon, it was over, and she was returned to the world of reality. Brutal reality. She remembered that she was captive, held prisoner by a pair of wicked, sinister tormentors. Al and Miss Madison derived their kicks from punishing her, torturing her, whipping, kicking and raping her. She wept as the ugly reality of her pathetic situation struck her. She was a helpless wretch, with no opportunity of escape. This torture chamber would be her home forever, unless she could figure out some way to get out. She simply had to find a way to escape. Who knows what they might do to her? And, if she didn't get away, it was quite possible that they would decide to kill her!
"That was nice, Margo! Real nice!" Al enthused as he pulled his drooling cock out of her asshole. "And it seems as though you liked getting ass-fucked too. Ain't that right, bitch?"
"No!" she blurted. "It was disgusting!" She was lying. In fact, she had enjoyed being ass-fucked. But, she still had her pride, and she refused to admit the truth.
Miss Madison removed her foot from Margo's flushed face and stepped back while Al moved forward and squatted over her face, straddling her head after turning her over so that she faced upward.
"Lick the cum off of my prick!" he commanded crudely as he pressed his drooling cock-slit into her lips. She grimaced and her tongue snaked out, lapping the cum from his flaccid, spent, drooling prick. His cum tasted salty and hot. And she winced as she gulped down the remainder of his cum;
"That's a good little girl," Al said as he squeezed the tip of his prick, depositing a thick glob of cum on her lips. "She's learning fast, isn't she?" he asked Miss Madison, who stood in the corner, a smug look on her lovely face.
"Yeah, she'll make a good slave." Miss Madison sneered and kicked Margo hard in the side. Margo writhed in pain and rolled over on the floor of the torture chamber. She blacked out for a moment, and when she came to, Al and Miss Madison were gone and the lights were turned off. She was plunged into darkness and quiet. She sobbed, her mind racing with fear and anxiety. She could expect no help in this dreadful place. No one knew where she was. No one would come to her rescue. She was doomed to a miserable existence. Doomed to a life of pain and degradation, a helpless wretch, at the mercy of Al and Miss Madison, two demented sadists who knew no mercy. She cried herself to sleep.