Chapter 10
After feeding the animals and locking the front door to the pet shop, Jill went into the back room to balance her books. She worked with the figures for almost an hour, then sat back, closing her eyes.
All that had happened to her in the past couple of days seemed unreal, almost as if she had seen it on television, or read it in a book.
Now, she was back in her own world, the one she knew best. She could hear the chattering of the new parrots, the white German shepherd growling at the kitten someone had left outside the shop, the tinkling of the silver bell outside the parakeet's cage.
She let her hands fall to her lap as she leaned back in the swivel chair. She flinched suddenly as her fingers brushed against the mound of her pussy. Immediately, her memory was stirred with thoughts of Tony.
No, she wouldn't think of him, of any of that.
Her fingers idly began swirling around, moving up and down the indentation of her cunt crack. A few seconds later, she felt her panties stick to her cunt opening, becoming damp with her oozing juices.
"Oh . . . Tony," she murmured, closing her eyes.
She slipped her hands under her skirt and brushed her fingernails over the soft texture of her silk panties. The pressure inside her pussy began building dramatically. She gave a soft, gurgling moan as she slipped her fingers under her panties, touched the glistening, blonde hairs.
Without realizing it, she began working her index fingers in and out of her hole, feeling her insides pucker, steam with pleasure. She spread her legs a little wider and increased the motion of her fingers.
A slow, aching orgasm burned into her cunt, then flamed her insides with warmth. It was an empty feeling, giving her more agony than relief.
"Ohhhh ... a big, hard . . . juicy cock," she gasped, flinching with the memory of all that meat that had been pounding inside her recently. "I ... I want to get fucked so bad . . . "
While she masturbated even faster, feeling the ache become almost too demanding, she again was aware of the sounds in the shop. That crazy monkey must be in heat like herself, she thought.
She jolted to an upright position, feeling her heart in her throat. It wasn't the monkey cage rattling. It was too loud. It was the front door.
But she'd locked it!
She head footsteps, then saw a long shadow fall across the open door of her office.
"Who-who's there?" she called out, finding the courage to speak at last.
No answer.
She got up from the chair with leaden feet and pulled her skirt down. She heard a noise.
"I ... I said, who's there?" she called out again, taking a cautious step toward the door.
The man's chuckle was unmistakable, but it took her several long seconds to react.
It was Tony!
Now, faced with seeing him again, she didn't know what to do. Part of her felt rage that he had broken into her shop, another part wanted to rush out and throw herself into his arms.
Stupid, that's what you are, you bitch. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
"Why, hello," Tony said, moving in front of the doorway and leaning on the jamb. He looked at her for several moments, a cruel smile playing at his lips. "I heard you were looking for me," he said finally. "How'd you find out where I lived?"
"The police," Jill said weakly, feeling her knees go weak.
"The police!" Tony said sharply, flinching. "You got this place staked out or something?"
"What if I do?" Jill said casually. "It would serve you right to go to jail. You know that."
"I've been there before," he said, almost smugly.
"I know," Jill said, suddenly thinking of his stepmother, how he'd almost killed her. Then something in her made her want to reach out, take him in her arms and hug him like a small child. "I ... I read all about it," she added.
"Oh, so you're gonna try to, uh, understand me," he said sarcastically. He took a couple of steps inside the office, his pose menacing. "But I don't want an understanding woman," he said. "I want some more of that sweet pussy of yours."
Take me, you bastard, Jill's mind screamed. Put those rough hands on my body and violate me. Tie me up, let me feel the ropes cut into my flesh, burn up and down my arms. Let me have that huge cock pumping thick loads of boiling cum inside my pussy.
"You'll have to take it," she said evenly. "I don't give it to just anyone."
My God, what grade-B movie did she hear that line from? She almost giggled.
"So I hear," Tony said, his eyes coming to life for the first time. "You put Greg in the hospital, you know that?"
"He's lucky it wasn't the morgue," she said, cool as a cucumber.
Tony stared at her for a long while, almost as if seeing her for the first time. Finally, he said, "Why did you try to find me?"
"I ... I really don't know," Jill said, licking her lips. Why did she? Seeking out her rapist! God, what an idiot!
"Was it for this?" he asked, pulling her into his arms. He bit down on her mouth and thrust his tongue brutally between her teeth. As his kiss became more demanding, he ground his crotch against hers. "Hmmmmmm?" he whispered into her throat.
Jill felt his meaty cock just inches from her oozing cunt. She tasted the heady flavor of his warm spit. She shivered in his hard embrace.
"Yes," she gasped. She raked her nails over his wide, muscular back. "Goddamn you . . . yes!"
She ran her fingers up to the back of his head and ran them through his hair. She then pulled back and looked into his eyes. Unlike the first time she had seen him, there was a little warmth in his gaze.
"You're different somehow," he said suddenly. "Not at all the chrome-plated bitch I thought you were."
"No, I'm the same," she replied. "It's just now I know what I want. I didn't, before I met you."
"And what exactly do you want, sweetheart?" he asked, his smile fading, replaced with a cruel smirk.
"You know," Jill said, her words barely a whisper.
Tony placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her brutally to her knees. He then took out a long piece of clothesline from his back pocket and quickly tied her hands behind her back. He ran the end of the rope around her neck and gave a savage tug.
Pain riddled Jill's body as she felt the rope grind against her flesh. Instead of agony, however, it was delicious. And his thick mound of his cock was just inches from her face. Already she could smell the heady aroma of his hard, masculine body.
"Suck me off," Tony commanded. "Pull down my zipper with your cock-eating teeth and lick my dick into your throat."
Jill was so stunned with what was happening she couldn't react. She knelt there, her eyes dull, her mind a blank.
Tony yanked on the rope, causing it to bite into the skin of her neck.
"I said suck me, you fucking cocksucker!" he growled, punching his hips forward.
Jill opened her mouth and bit the zipper tab. She then pulled it down. Immediately, his rock-hard cock sprang out like a coil, slapping the side of her face. Oh God, it was even more beautiful than she remembered. Long and meaty and thick and . . .
"Mmmmmm," she groaned, lapping the purplish head of his cock.
The flavor of dried piss and cum stung the back of her throat like acid. Her quivering throat seemed to form a vacuum, pulling him farther inside. She moaned again when the loose foreskin pulled away from his cock, letting the satiny texture of his prick head move over the roof of her mouth.
"Ohhhh . . . fucking Jesus," Tony grunted, humping forward, drilling the entire slab of his cock into her mouth. "God . . . baby, I haven't been the same since . . . then. I've missed this sweet mouth and pussy of yours."
Jill was barely aware of his words. Nothing seemed to matter to her but the fantastic pressure of his cock nudging into her throat. Already her pussy was throbbing wildly, puckering so hard that her clit drew inside her canal.
"Aaaammmmm," she murmured, grinding the tip of her nose into his dark-brown crotch hairs.
"Lick it, you cocksucking bitch!" Tony growled suddenly, almost as if he were ashamed of being so tender a moment before. He yanked on the rope, cutting off her air, smiling as she flinched with raw pain. "Chew it, whore . . . suck my big dick and gargle down my hot cum."
Jill began working on his prick with increasing speed. Soon, she was thrusting her head back and forth hard. Her forehead was slapping against his stomach. Her chin was stabbing between his throbbing, swelling balls.
Suddenly, as she felt an oozing, acid-like drop of fluid spew from his pulsating cockhead, her orgasm swept violently into her guts.
"Mmmmfffffffff!" she choked, freezing for a second, then gobbling up and down as if she wanted to eat his entire body.
"Jesus . . . fucking . . . God!" Tony cried out. Her mouth was like a milking machine, practically yanking his balls into her throat. He had wanted to make this last a long time, but it was useless to fight the aching pressure inside his nuts.
Jill's climax peaked, filling her entire body with savage warmth. And when she thought it would be impossible to get any better, it did, ten-fold. The back of her throat was suddenly splattered with thick, greasy wads of cum, "Aaaaghhhhh!" she screamed, locking her lips firmly at the root of his expanding prick.
"Eat me, cocksucker," Tony panted, grinding his hips around, yanking on the rope around her neck. "Lick down every . . . fucking . . . drop! Eat me alive, you mother fucking cocksucker ..."
Jill gulped down the bulk of his load, savoring every sweet wad. And as it inflamed the back of her throat, soaked into her stomach, she purred like a satisfied kitten over a bowl of cream.
"All ... of it," Tony said finally, gouging in the last of his juices. He held her head against his crotch for several moments, then pulled back. "Okay," he panted, "now to get you out of those clothes."
Dazed, Jill watched as he yanked off her blouse, then her skirt. As the material tore, revealing her naked body, she again felt her energies return.
After she was totally naked, he stepped back and looked at her body. His cock began throbbing again. He tore out of own clothes and stood before her, his muscles rippling with building passion.
"God . . . you're beautiful," he said, his eyes moving over her blonde hair, her firm, upturned tits, the delicate patch of corn-colored hair between her legs. "Just .... perfect." Her emerald-green eyes burned into his own, saying everything.
He wrapped the end of the rope that held her wrists around her chest, letting it squeeze into the flesh of her tits. He then attached it to the knot at her back.
"Gonna doggy-fuck you, baby," he said, pushing her down on the floor with his foot. "Fuck you 'til you bark ..."
He then grabbed a leash from one of the storage bins attached to the wall beside the door. It was made of leather, about a half-inch wide, with an adjustable, jeweled collar. He quickly slipped the collar around her neck and pulled against the leash, drawing out the slack.
Jill felt deliciously wicked when she felt the leather cut into the flesh of her neck. She writhed around, her wrists throbbing with pain from the tight ropes. Her tits were squeezed by the rope.
"Fuck . . . fuck me," she groaned out, her pussy buzzing with mounting excitement. "God . . . shove that big, hard cock up my pussy and blow it full of cum."
As she said the words, he knelt behind her and spread her legs violently. He jabbed his fingers upward, drilling them into her snatch, then squeezed her clit.
"God!" Jill screamed, bucking with a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. After diddling her cunt for a few moments, Tony yanked back on the leash and thrust his hips forward. His prick missed at first, sliding over the small of her back. He pulled back, then held his shaft down with his left hand. This time, his cockhead fucked savagely into her burning cunt entrance.
Even before the full length of his shaft pierced her pussy, Jill's insides exploded with convulsions of raw, total release. She threw her head to one side and screamed out like a dying panther.
"Yesssss!" she hissed, her voice weak as her ecstasy culminated with anguished throbs.
"Screw it, you little bitch in heat," Tony said, pushing his body forward. "All the way up your hole and fuck on it."
His move caused Jill to fall forward. She somehow managed to get back to her knees and crawl toward the open door. Each time she moved forward, he humped against her ass. Soon, they were through the door and in the main part of the shop.
At first the animals reacted with loud chirpings, barks, restless behavior when they saw them. A few moments later, however, they were still, almost respectfully, as if they were watching some ancient rite.
"Fuck it, whore!" Tony cried out, hammering his cock in and out as he slammed against her body once more. "Right up . . . here! Unh . . . fucking take it . . . here!"
While Jill crawled forward, she began working her ass around, using her pussy muscles to suck him fully inside. Her orgasm had melted to a dull throb, but was beginning to flame once more.
"Fuck me, you bull stud!" she cried out, her body flinching under his savage screwing. "God, Tony, your cock is so good! Mmmmmm, hard and hot and . . . and . . . fuck it to me . . . ream put my pussy!"
When they were in the middle of the pet store, Tony suddenly fell forward, crushing her beneath his huge, hulking frame. He tightened his grip on the leash around her neck and shoved his knees up behind hers. He then began pounding in and out of her pussy with full force, his mouth on the back of her neck.
"Almost . . . there," he grunted. "Goddamn you, baby! I'm gonna blow my cum out your ears!"
"Give it to me, you bastard!" Jill moaned, writhing beneath him, squirming her ass around. "I ... I can't take it any . . . more! It's too . . . good!"
Suddenly her insides became riddled with the most fantastic sensation she'd ever experienced. It hit her with such savage force that she actually thought the top of her head would blow off. Then, as the ecstasy built to a level of burning pain, she went limp.
Her orgasm sucked around Tony's cock, drawing him completely inside. Seconds later, he felt the churning masses of cum inside his balls spit into the root of his massive, throbbing cock.
"Shit ... I ... I can't hold back!" he gasped, his face contorting with agonized ecstasy. Every muscle in his body flexed, beaded with sweat. "I . . . I . . . Unhhhhhh!" he groaned out, his cockhead exploding with creamy warmth.
When Jill felt his cum jolt into her guts, her orgasm renewed itself. It burst quickly, causing her cunt walls to flutter, spasm with electric-like pangs of release.
More of his jism poured into her cunt.
"Give it to me . . . all of it!" she begged, throwing herself up, almost knocking him off. "On . . . on your . . . back! Let me ... I want to ride the rest of . . . it!"
Tony got to his knees, pulling her with him, then fell to his back. As he lay there, holding onto the leash around her neck, he spread his legs and humped his hips up and down.
"Ahhhhh!" Jill yelled out, bracing herself with her knees. She began riding her ass up and down, sucking his exploding cock in and out of her boiling pussy. Again she screamed, feeling the delicious fluid slosh noisily down his shaft and ooze over his balls.
"Take it all, you cocksucking whore!" Tony panted, watching his prick stab in and out of her churning box. "Christ . . . fuck me like this . . . forever ..."
Jill thought her pleasures never would stop. Each time she sucked his cock into her pussy, the sensations got better. Soon, she was in a constant state of orgasm, aware of every cell in her body as they throbbed and exploded.
Finally, she crushed her full weight down and squirmed her ass around over his stomach. She held herself there for a few moments, then fell forward, her face hitting his right foot.
"Tony, Tony, Tony," she murmured, more satisfied than she could imagine.
Tony's chest was heaving, his eyes half-closed with subsiding ecstasy. He tried to speak, but then he grinned and shook his head, waiting for his breathing to become easier. When it did, he reached up and rubbed his fingers over her smooth, satiny back.
"You're not going to tell me why you tried to find me?" he asked softly, kissing the back of her neck.
"Oh, I don't know," Jill said playfully. "I . . . I guess I wanted this. Mmmmmm, this big cock of yours."
"I . . . I'm not like other men," he said, a warning in his voice. "I ... I have a lot of problems I have to work out still."
"You mean . . . because of your stepmother?" Jill asked.
"What did she do to you?" she wondered aloud.
"You don't want to hear," he said, his voice hard again.
"No," Jill said. "I do. I really do."
He told her, reluctantly. His words came slowly at first, then he talked so fast she could barely follow him. His stepmother had tied him up, invited her friends over and they had tortured him. Used burning cigarettes on his body, other tortures. From the age of nine to fourteen, he had almost accepted it as a normal existence, hardly questioning the woman.
When he was older, and his muscular frame filled out, he could no longer take the humiliation. He had reacted violently, almost killing her.
"But you don't have to lash out at all women," Jill said, turning her head and looking at him.
"Oh well, what do you care?" he said, ashamed that he'd told her so much. He'd never told anyone before, not even the court-appointed psychiatrist.
"I care a lot," Jill said. "Maybe too much."
"What do you mean?" he asked, wary. "Why'd you go to the police?"
"To find you," Jill said. "I ... I needed you. The cop was a friend of mine. I didn't go to the station to report you. I just . . . well, I had to find you. Something about you made me feel ... oh hell, complete."
"You don't want to get mixed up with me," Tony said, gently pushing her off. "I ... I have some pretty strange needs."
"And thanks to you, I have some pretty strange desires," Jill laughed.
"You mean . . . you didn't mind this?" he asked, lifting the leash. "The hurt?"
"As long as it was you doing it," Jill said.
"You mean ... a real lady like you could be my ... I mean, we could ..."
"I'll be your lady on a leash," Jill said, grinning. "For as long as you want me."
For the first time since he was fourteen, Tony touched a woman with tenderness.
Jill flinched, almost as if he had slapped her. She then turned and crawled between his thighs. Slowly, their lips met.
"I'll be anything you want me to be," she whispered into his mouth. "Anything at all."
"My lady on a leash," he smiled, embracing her hard.
Their bodies molded together, two halves making a whole.