Chapter 2
"What's your . . . name?" Jill asked quickly, trying to think of something-anything-to postpone the inevitable.
The man gave her a curious grin, then answered, "Tony. Why?"
Quite frankly, she didn't know why she asked. She wanted to erase everything-even the memory of him from her mind. Instantly she regretted having asked. It somehow made him more human.
"I'm . . . Jill," she said, feeling as if she were at some idiotic, perverted tea. "Jill Marsten."
"I know," he said. "I've been watching you."
"Watching me?" she asked, feeling frightened again. Had he watched her open the store? Followed her to the bank? To her apartment?
"Yeah," he said. "You were walking out of here one night, and I just couldn't believe you could be the tight-assed bitch you seemed. Had that sweet little nose in the air, and walking like your panties were pulling air."
Jill jerked involuntarily. Some of the guys in high school had called her the Frost Queen. But they were animals, just like him. Just because she didn't let everything with a cock between his legs paw her. And besides, she had met Larry. Sensitive, sweet Larry. He played the piano beautifully and was so . . . nice and undemanding.
She suddenly remembered nightmares, even after she had gone all the way with Larry. She was in a large room that smelled of sweat and naked bodies. And men-their cocks rigid-would grab her, throw her to the cold, bare floor and . . .
She would wake up, her pussy stinging with pleasure. Then the guilt would flood over her. Her roommate had good-naturedly kidded her that the reason she ran a pet store was to fulfill those dreams, that she was, down deep, an animal herself. Jill hadn't quite gotten the joke, but had laughed anyway.
Cindy, her roommate, would have gone along with what happened tonight, even enjoyed it, asked for more. God, the sounds that came from that girl's bedroom! Slaps and screams and moans, while she and Larry quietly made love in the next room.
"Please untie me," Jill said when she felt his fingers inch toward her cunt. "I ... I promise I won't tell anyone."
Tony laughed, then jabbed his fingers savagely into her oozing pussy entrance.
"Who gives a fuck?" he asked. "And who says you're gonna be in any condition to talk, anyway?"
New fear clawed at Jill. Maybe he was one of those awful men who raped a woman then ... she didn't want to think about it.
"Just roll you over," Tony said, pushing her to her side. "Gotta get a better angle at that sweet shitter of yours."
Jill thought her mind would explode. Surely he couldn't even consider sticking that horrible monster up her . . . asshole! Why, it would kill her!
"Ever been fucked in the ass?" Tony asked, removing the ropes from her ankles. "Something tells me you haven't."
"No," Jill admitted, feeling her heart pound in her chest. "Please ... I can't take it. You'll tear me wide open ..."
"I doubt that," Tony said. "You're probably gonna love it."
Before Jill could react, Tony jerked her legs upward. He then attached ropes to her knees, then tied them around her neck. As he pulled on the slack rope, Jill felt a spasm of pain jolt into the insides of her thighs.
"Ouch!" she screamed. "It ... it hurts!"
"This ain't nothing compared to what's gonna happen later," Tony said, kneeling between her legs and leaning forward. "Oh, baby, you're in for a picnic tonight, let me tell you."
"Oh . . . God . . . please . . . God, don't," she moaned, feeling the rough rope cut off her air. The ropes were so tight, so harsh against her tender flesh.
"Sweet fucking Jesus," Tony said, nuzzling his cockhead into the crack of her ass. "This is gonna be the wildest ride I ever had."
When Jill felt the tip of his prick jab against her shithole, it seemed as large as a fist. He would never get his cock in there without splitting her ass wide open. So this is how she was going to die. Bleeding from her ass, her guts fucked apart, tied up. Tears stung her cheeks.
"Just relax, baby," Tony said, spreading her ass cheeks as he kissed the back of her neck. "It's gonna be so .. . good, for both of us."
Jill was trying to find a way to keep him from doing this. Perhaps she could reason with him. Offer him money. She had a bank card to the all-night teller, she could offer to take him there and . . .
"Godddddd!" she screamed, bucking with agony.
Sweat beaded her upper lip, her forehead. A massive spasm of cold pain stabbed her asshole. She inhaled quickly, spat out another shriek of anguish.
Her shitter opening began stretching, pulling around his cockhead like a woman giving birth to a large baby. The membranes tightened, began throbbing, ready to tear.
"Mmmmmmm, you're so . . . tight and hot," Tony grunted, pausing for a moment. He took a deep breath, then gouged in about two inches of his shaft. He held himself there for a few seconds, withdrew slightly, then hammered forward. "Ahhhhhh . . . fuck!"
Jill thought her eyes would pop out of her head. She never knew such pain existed. And it seemed a horrible eternity before the wiry hairs of his crotch touched the crack of her ass. What made it worse was he got bigger as the root of his shaft moved forward.
"Ohhhhhh," she gasped, hardly able to scream. It was as if her guts were shoved up, squeezing around her lungs.
"It's all in, sweetheart," Tony murmured, baring his teeth. He scraped them over her shoulders, nipped at the back of her neck. "Every . . . fucking hard inch. Like it?"
Like it! He must be totally insane. How would he like to have a baseball bat shoved up his ass? Christ, it felt like his prick was two feet long, and as big around as her ankle. If he were one fraction of an inch bigger, she thought, her guts would explode.
She felt him move his prick out, slowly, carefully. As the pulsating cockhead retreated, her insides were soothed with delicious warmth, relief. She moaned not so much from pleasure, but withdrawal of agony.
His cockhead throbbed at her stretched opening, then slowly made its way back inside, sliding into her ass like some exploring snake.
"No . . . God, no!" she gasped, waiting for that same convulsion of raw pain. When he'd made full entry again, it hurt, but oddly enough, not as much as before. Or perhaps she was just getting numb. She exhaled loudly, gingerly moved her ass around.
"Now get ready for a good fucking, baby," Tony said. "I'm gonna fuck your sweet little shitter into a million fucking pieces."
"No . . . No!" Jill cried out. "Do it slow. You'll kill me!"
"Okay," Tony said, "always like to oblige ladies."
With that, he began thrusting in and out with slow, careful moves, his ass bobbing up and down rhythmically. Then, like a well-oiled piston machine, he maintained his fucking for several long moments.
Jill hated to admit it, but the pain was lessening. Somehow, if it hurt, she would be vindicated, not feel so guilty. Because of his expert moves, she felt her insides relaxing, sliding over the rubbery texture of his shaft.
It wasn't half bad, at that.
A sudden tingle . . . something caused her cunt muscles to flutter. She felt her pussy walls ooze with a dampness that soaked into her blonde pussy hairs.
In and out, in and out. His thick cockhead glided through her slippery membranes. And his hard, muscular body engulfed her, his warm breath on her neck. Not only was she wrapped in masculinity, she was becoming a part of it, like a second skin over his prick.
"Fuck me," she heard a voice say, then flinched when she realized she'd uttered the words. "Oh . . . fuck me! Do it . . . faster I Mmmm! Shove it all the way in!"
It had happened again! But this time, she had begged for it ... . out loud. Her eyes closed with shame, and she bit her tongue until she tasted blood. No, she wouldn't say anything else. She would suffer. She had to suffer!
"Take it, baby," Tony said, punching harder into her shitter. His stomach was slapping her ass cheeks noisily. "Screw my big, hard prick with your ass!"
Jill's pleasure increased with each stab of his throbbing cock. She tried desperately to keep from crying out, but her mind seemed to explode. She was reacting now with just her body.
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, rocking from side to side, gently lifting her ass. "Just . . . like that. Fuck me good, you bull stud. Ram it all the way in! As hard ... as fast as you can!"
Tony grasped her shoulders with his large hands and planted his knees firmly in the carpet. He then began banging wildly, savagely into her shitter, his muscles flexing as his pleasure increased.
"See, baby?" he moaned, kissing into her silky, blond hair. "You like cock up your ass, don't you?"
Jill's world had turned upside down. How could she possibly enjoy this torture, this horrible humiliation? Being tied up, fucked unmercifully in the ass by this monster?
Her pussy twitched, puckered, bathed her throbbing clit with Qozing, scalding fluid that streamed from the insides of her canal.
"I ... I love it," she gasped, jerking her body upward, her ass sucking in the full length of his prick. "God, I've never had anything like this. Mmmmm, fuck it to me, you bastard! Shove that big, beautiful cock in me and blow my ass full of hot cum!"
Her words inflamed the man with passion. He began hammering into her shitter with full force. And as his prick grew rock-hard, ready to spit out jism, he moved his hands under her body and grasped her tits.
"Take it, you whore!" he groaned, feeling his balls surge with warmth. His cumload squeezed into the root of his prick, stabbed in the middle of the constricted, circular muscle. "Shit . . . any fucking second . . . and ..."
"Give it to me!" Jill screamed out. The raw itch in her asshole was unbearable, and something told her that nothing could relieve that twitching but a thick load of creamy cum. "Now," she pleaded, her body tightening under his savage assault. "God ... I ... I need it! I . . . I . . . Aieeee!"
As a thundering wave of climax tore into her guts, she felt as if the top of her head would blow off. Then, as her ecstasy culminated, sending showers of relief into every corner of her being, she felt his cock balloon, then jerk with spasms. Instantly, the first of his cumload splattered into her guts.
"Unhhhhhh!" Tony growled, withdrawing quickly, then plowing back inside. "Screw it, you cocksucking slut! Take my cock . . . here! Unh . . . fuck . . . here! Here!"
Jill was lost in oblivious pleasure. And although it was hard to believe, the sensations were even better than when he'd blown his load in her throat. She experienced one climax after another, the rippling spasms tearing back and forth from her shitter to her pussy. Then she fell limp from exhaustion.
"All of it!" Tony grunted in her ear. "Goddamn you, cocksucker, screw every fucking drop in and suck it up to your brains!"
While he thundered his cock in and out for several more long moments, Jill felt his cum slosh around his prick, then melt from the entrance. It was the most fantastic sensation she could imagine, leaving her dull with relief.
"Yes," she groaned, her eyes fluttering closed.
Tony, at last, planted his full weight against her ass, then he stopped all movement. His chest was heaving, his breathing labored and uneven.
"Yes," he said some moments later, "even better than I thought it would be. Christ, I can't wait to get at that pussy of yours ..."
His words brought Jill back to reality. He had made her suck him off, and then he'd fucked her in the ass. In a way, she still hadn't been violated.
After all, when she thought of rape, she thought of a cock stabbing into a pussy. It was almost as if she'd been given another chance. She had to talk him out of this madness.
"Please . . . God!" she begged, turning her face slightly and looking into his eyes. They were no longer cold, but warm, almost vulnerable. "I . . . I promise I won't tell anyone ..."
"I don't believe you," the man said, jerking away from her body. "You're a chrome-plated bitch, you know that?"
Before Jill could say anything else, he had jerked her body over. The back of her head hit the carpet with a dull thud. He immediately knelt between her legs and grasped his cum-smeared cock with his right hand. He aimed the tip of it toward her swollen, oozing cunt entrance.
Suddenly, he released his prick, letting it flop upward, smacking against his stomach. He grinned sadistically, his eyes on hers.
"Don't want me to fuck you?" he asked.
Jill shook her head, her eyes wide with fear. She felt her throat tighten.
"Then I'll just kiss your pussy a little," the man said, lowering his face to the damp patch of her cunt hair.
Jill thought her mind would snap. Was there no end to this horror? He was now going to . . . stick his tongue in her pussy!
A sweet warmth melted around her clit as his lips locked around her opening. Then that tongue. Swirling deeply inside like a snake. His teeth scraped over her clit, sending tingles of pleasure through her cunt. She felt her spine jerk, her back arch.
"Don't," she gasped. "Please . . . don't!"
"Want me to fuck you now?" Tony murmured into her hole. "Hmmmm, baby? You just tell me when."
While she shook her head and bucked, he treated her pussy to a tender eating. He placed his thumbs to the sides of her entrance and pulled back the loose folds of pussy flesh. After peering into the pink, frothy mass of flesh, he chewed up and down her clit.
"No, no, no," she said, more to herself than to what he was doing. Her body was betraying her again, filling with sucking warmth. And his tongue was like a soft, yielding cock, probing deliciously over her fluttering membranes. "I . . . I . . . can't stand this ..."
"Just tell me when you want me to fuck you," Tony said, licking more hungrily into her pussy.
Jill thought her mind would explode. What kind of horrible power did he have over women? A sudden thought hit her. Perhaps it wasn't him, but herself. Had she been wanting something like this all her life? Had she acted in such a way so that someone would . . . take her? Use her? Ridiculous!
How could any woman enjoy being tied up like a pig, having her throat and asshole stabbed full of cum from an animal-like savage? And then to have her pussy worked on with . . . with ...
"Your . . . tongue," she gasped, jerking almost to a sitting position. "Fuck me with it. God, ram it to me . . . fuck me ..."
While her pussy muscles locked themselves around his tongue, she felt the beginnings of a fantastic climax. The pleasure built with lightning speed, then flooded her insides. It was wonderful, but somehow empty, leaving her pussy feeling like a vacuum. Like it needed to be filled with . . .
"Cock!" she screamed, writhing under the power of another flash of climax. "Stick me with your hot cock! Fuck me, you bastard!"
Tony acted as if he hadn't heard her, continuing, instead, to lap happily in and out of her pussy.
Jill fell back and closed her eyes, thrusting her hips upward. It was almost there, almost. Just a little more deeply, a little harder. She squirmed around, sucking, pulling him harder into her cunt. Almost, but not quite . . .
"Want me to fuck you now?" Tony said, his voice vibrating inside her pussy.
"Yes . . . God, yes!" Jill screamed out. "Shove your prick in me and fuck my pussy!"
"Beg me," Tony grunted, licking through the silky mesh of her cunt hair. "Tell me how much you love it. How much you want me inside you."
"Give it to me," Jill panted. "I . . . I'm on fire! If I don't get your cock, I'm going to go crazy!"
She felt his warm mouth kiss upward, over her stomach, then between her tits. He lapped to the sides, rolling her pink nipples into his mouth, then bit into the soft flesh. His cock, throbbing, inched up her thighs, deliciously close to her pussy entrance.
"Fuck me," Jill groaned, her back arching, her pussy drawing air. "Goddamn you, screw me . . . now!"
She didn't care if she were being humiliated. Nothing mattered but the fucking he would give her. His prick would mold into her guts, spit out thick globs of cum.
His mouth was on hers, his hips lowering to hers. Jill closed her eyes as she licked at his probing tongue. She felt like a virgin again, waiting for her first cock.
His cockhead nudged into her damp pussy hairs.