Chapter 6
"What's goin' on here?" Bob asked as he opened the door and stepped into the room.
Nadine wheeled around and looked terrified into his eyes as he closed and locked the door behind him. Cindy was lying quietly on the floor now, her inner thighs and buttocks spattered with the animal's hot spunk. Her arms were stretched out. cheek and telling her not to worry while the blonde still sobbed and twitched on the floor. Her humiliation had been complete.
"I've got a place for you three to hold up in in New Jersey. You'll wait until the heat's off, then get to work on the kids," Bob said, turning around and looking down at Nadine. "What's your name, kid?" he asked.
"Nadine, Nadine Simonson. This is my sister Cindy," the brunette said, responding warmly to the first sign of friendship she'd seen since she left home.
The girl brushed away the long brown hair from her eyes and was conscious not of her nakedness before this man. Her face blushed violently red as she removed her hand from Cindy's face and modestly covered her violated pussy.
"My name's Bob Jeannes. I'm sorry about all this, Nadine. Bat you and your friends and sister just happened to walk in at the wrong time. How is she?" Bob asked cooly, turning to Mac and raising his black bushy eyebrows.
"Tight, good fuck. I don't know about the sister. The mutt's had her already," Mac said crudely, his lips curling up in a smile.
"Come here, Nadine," Bob said in a soft but commanding voice. "Get me a candle," he almost whispered to Julie, turning his head as Nadine crawled over to the table.
There was something that hypnotized her about him. She was mesmerized by his powerful manner; made weak by her fear. In his own way, Bob Jeannes was the most handsome man she had ever seen.
Julie got up and walked into what Nadine guessed was the kitchen. She heard the girl fish around in several drawers, muttering obscenities until she found what she was looking for.
"Here," she said, handing him a cracked candle that had been inside a drawer for months.
"It's not much, but neither's the building. We're lucky to find that," Julie said, handing the candle to Bob.
"Pick her up and hold her. I'll give you a show you won't forget," Bob said, shoving his hand into his trouser pocket and pulling out a book of matches.
While Jimmy and Mac moved around behind Nadine and scooped her up from the floor, pinning her arms tightly behind her, Bob lit the candlewick, shielding the small flame from drafts until it began to burn tall and yellow.
"You've got such a pretty cunny there, Nadine, and the hair covering it's like silk, I bet," Bob said in a soft, sing-song voice as his eyes glowed with a strange excitement.
He was doing this purposely to her. He was a sadist, enjoying torture for its own sake. He wanted nothing from her but her suffering. This sank into Nadine's brain as she watched his handsome face grow demonic in the glow of the candle.
"It's a shame to destroy something as beautiful as you," he said, lowering the candle and bringing it between her spread legs. Heat lanced her cuntal bush while tallow dripped onto her thighs and ankles. Her slit recoiled and her thighs tightened as the bright candle flame came closer.
"Why are you doing this terrible thing?" Nadine whimpered, jerking forward and trying to pull away from the men holding her.
Her titties swayed and bounced together with her violent body movements. Sweat poured down her face and sides from under her arms while the cords in her neck stood out. Nadine's breath became shallow and uneven as Bob passed the candle between her legs.
She let out a strangled cry of horror as she stood up on her toes and tried to get away from the burning flame. Looking down, she saw his cock filling and straining his trousers. The smell of her singed pussy hairs acted as an aphrodisiac to him.
Waving the candle an inch from her cunny, Bob smiled evilly as he watched her pussy hairs curl up and burn away. He was doing the same thing to her Mac had done to Cindy earlier. But at least the flame hadn't touched and scorched her lovely skin yet. That was something for the young brunette to be thankful for.
"No, no, NO!" Nadine cried, twisting her body from side to side and nearly tearing her arms from her sockets as she felt the burning heat lance into her cunt.
The girl babbled prayers as she felt her knees turning to rubber and buckling under her. They were going to destroy her and her sister. They'd walked into something they weren't supposed to. The boys were probably already dead. After these people finished what they chose to do to them, they'd dispose of both her and Cindy in some anonymous garbage dump.
"Hey, she's turning on just like her sister," Mac said as the heat enveloped the inner lips of Nadine's cunt.
Nadine couldn't believe her own body reactions. But Mac was right in what he said. The idea of being destroyed shortly after whatever degradation awaited her excited the girl terribly. It was as if she were invited to feast on her last meal. Whatever she did wouldn't matter because she and Cindy wouldn't be around to suffer the consequences. However degrading this all was, it had triggered something deep within her that made her pussy twinge and explode with perverse sexual hunger. The brunette saw it happen to her sister, and she was experiencing it now.
"Maybe I'll keep these two around for a little while," Bob said to Mac as he dropped his trousers, kicked them to one side, and placed the candle six inches from her dripping cunt.
Bob Jeannes was big and thick, his darkened cock sticking from his muscled groin like a spear poised for killing. She saw drops of opaque cum dribbling from his piss-slit while his thick blue veins throbbed rhythmically. Just under the fat cockroot hung two enormous balls that screwed up tighter and tighter to his prick with every passing second. As much as Nadine shrank from the sight of that mammoth cunt-splitter, she found herself sucking in her lower lip and biting it in excitement. What would her pussy feel like stuffed with so much iron-hard, thick cockmeat? Jack, she thought, was big. But this ...?
"Ever suck cock?" Bob asked as he signaled the two men to pull her to the floor.
Nadine's eyes widened. She heard of people who aid this sort of thing. Some of the girls at school even talked openly about doing that with their boyfriends. But she always thought that act was a little disgusting. To have all that sticky stuff in your mouth ... ugh! But now it struck her hard that she'd be used in the same way that revolted her.
That prick grew steadily larger, seeming never to stop growing as she felt her knees touch the cold wooden floor beneath her. Cindy turned her head away and closed her mouth tightly. Bob handed the candle to Mac while he reached down with his other hand and dug his fingers into her scalp. Jerking her head toward his cock, he squeezed her jaws apart.
"Now, you're going to kneel there and suck me off, Nadine, while Mac over here holds that candle under your pussy. If you try anything funny, he's going to ram it right up your pussy and burn you out, understand?" Bob asked calmly.
The girl looked up, hoping for a reprieve. From the hot look on Bob's face, Nadine realized there was no hope. Sucking in a deep breath, the brunette nodded sharply up and down.
Enjoying his power over her, Bob inserted his cockhead between her lips. The taste of the sweaty, slimy thing made Nadine choke. Bob reached down and slapped her across the face to keep her from retching. The weight of his knobby prong scraped her teeth. Bob warned her again what would happen to her injured pussy if she bit him or tried to get away.
At first reluctantly Nadine yielded and slackened her lower jaw. She thought her mouth would rip apart with so much cockmeat stuffed between her tongue and palate. Her cheeks bulged out from the amount of dick pushed into her mouth while her fingers worked involuntarily against her sides. The veins throbbing in his prong wiggled against her lips. It was, she thought, like eating worms.
Bob let out a grunt of satisfaction as his cock rubbed along the slick, warm insides of her mouth. As he moved back and forth, Nadine felt a strange thing. Her cunt pulsated, and she found her hips were working back and forth with Bob's thighs.
The vibrations of his movements burned her mouth and flattened her tongue. She felt the pressure against the back of her throat. The girl tried not to gag.
Bob was moving back and forth faster now. He squeezed his big, hairy asscheeks together, throwing his cockmeat into her mouth frenziedly as his face tightened with excitement. He closed his eyes, burying both hands into her head of hair and digging his fingertips into her skull. His head rolled back while streams of perspiration trickled from his hairline into his eyes, ears and nose.
Nadine realized she was expected to swallow his cum. She felt she couldn't do that. Even the girls at school who told her they'd blown their boyfriends also said they spat the vile jizz out as soon as the boys finished pumping it out. It would choke her, make her vomit. It would do her harm. And what if he had V.D.? Yet what could she do to stop it? If Bob wanted her to swallow the sticky spunk, she had to.
Bob's uneven breathing signaled his cumming. Nadine felt a strange rippling shock pass through her body. Dragging up her trembling fingers, the young brunette cupped her jiggling titties with both hands and squeezed hard, crushing the stiff nipples with her thumbnails. Her teeth were scraping sensuously against Bob's shaft. He could tell by the way her cheeks rapidly expanded and contracted now that not only had she adjusted to the size of his cock, but that she was actually enjoying what she was doing.
Nadine's tittie-tips hardened. Her cunt itched terribly and burned while she visualized herself sucking off this man. The image excited her even more. She jerked, suddenly shaken from her daydream by a sourness in her mouth. Frightened, Nadine tried not to swallow. But the pressure in her pussy became unbearable and as she released her orgasm, her throat opened.
Twisting and shaking, her belly humped and her young titties bounced together while her thighs jerked in time to the spurting cum. Her hairy mound lowered, touching the hot candle. The flame licked hungrily at her cuntlips, burning the hair as Mac tried to pull the candle away. Her cunt actually seemed to be sucking in the heat of the candle. The inferno in her pussy matched the burning of the tiny flame licking at her sensitive, dripping membranes.
Overcome with lust, Nadine clenched her thighs together tightly, drowning the candle shaft between her flexed, creamy thighs. The flame hissed out and the candle toppled over.
As Bob continued to pour his jizz into her mouth, she sucked deeply on his prick, swallowing as much spunk as he could shoot out. She bore down on him, moaning and jerking back and forth while she drank in the final spasms of her massive orgasm.
Bob emptied his balls into her mouth, groaning as he felt the last throbs in his cock die away to a pleasant rolling sensation. Finally he pulled his prick out. Nadine gave a small cry and licked at the jizz dripping onto her lips and chin.
"You're a nice little whore from uptown, aren't you?" Bob asked as he knelt down and pushed his face almost against hers.
"I-I . . ." Nadine stammered, feeling shamed and humiliated. A bitter aftertaste stayed in her mouth as she looked down and stared at the flaccid, hanging prong before her.
"You should've seen the way her and her sister ate up that mutt's lickin'," Mac said, chuckling as Bob stood back up and bent down for his pants.
"They get fucked by him?" Bob asked, stepping into his pants.
"He came before he got a chance to slip it into the blonde," Mac said, grinning as he turned his head and looked over at the German shepherd.
During the blow-job, the dog had tired of watching the humans in their strange game and had curled up behind Cindy. Now Bob walked slowly over to the dog and bent down, stroking the animal's neck with his fingers and smiling at him. The big dog opened his mouth and panted friendily up at Bob, whimpering and licking his wrist.
"No reason why we can't have a little floorshow before we get the fuck out of here," Bob said, turning around and grinning at Nadine. "You know the routine, baby."
"What?" Nadine asked, looking up at him in horror.
She knew what he was talking about, and the idea of being fucked by that dog horrified her. He was talking to her as if she did it every day.
"Don't do that to me. Oh please, I'll do anything. I'll let you into my parents' home. You can have anything they've got. They're not home yet. We won't tell on you. But please, not-not THAT!" Nadine turned her head and faced the panting animal. Getting licked off was one thing. Even that Nadine wasn't sure she could endure again. But getting screwed with doggie meat-that was too much to take.
"Listen, honey," Bob said in a friendly yet strangely threatening voice. "I haven't decided whether to let you and your sister, not to mention the two guys in there, go on breathing. My friends here'd like to take care of you. But while I'm deciding, you all live longer. And while you play along, you put off my decision a little more. Understand?"
Nadine looked up at him and nodded her head.
"Good, now why don't you just relax. Sit down," Bob said, reaching down and pushing her onto her ass.
As Nadine landed on the floor, Bob kicked her legs open and whistled for the animal.
The big shepherd didn't take long to understand what was expected of him. He recognized the wet snatch he'd licked earlier. He lowered his head and walked slowly toward that gleaming pussy, his bushy tail wagging slowly back and forth while a low growl came out from deep in his throat.
Nadine watched the animal's slow, threatening approach with widened eyes. She wanted to scream; but the shout died in her tight, dry throat. What was happening to her? Once more she could feel her snatch tightening up. She was aware of the hot feeling searing through her pussy. Her puffy labes were swelling, making her wiry cuntal hairs bristle with sexual electricity. Why were her shoulders shaking so much? Then there was that swelling ball of heat in her belly. She was panting just as heavily as the dog! God help her. She knew what was going to happen, and yet her pussy welcomed it.
"Oh no!" Nadine cried, horrified at her own reaction.
She felt the dog's hot tongue graze one cuntlip. Her entire pussy winked open, then snapped shut from that gentle, slick pressure. She was gasping from the unbelievable tickle torturing her cunt.
Thrusting her hands down to cover her exposed pussy flesh, she felt the dog's tongue lick her fingers, nuzzling them with hot eagerness.
"Let him lick, babe," Bob said threateningly. Nadine sobbed in protest, then pulled her hand away and let the animal have his way with her tender snatch. What else could she do?