Chapter 9
Rita almost choked on a balled-up wad of her own hair. The bright blades of the scissors kept snipping around her head, making a cold, clicking sound like the evil chuckle that rattled in Enos' hollow chest.
She had given up resisting, it only seemed to intensify the cruel pleasure of shearing her almost bald. She glared down, watching in silent horror as the tangle of long hair falling around her feet grew steadily larger.
Willie dropped to his knees in front of her and buried his face in her crotch, his tongue digging excitedly into her twat. His hand reached up and mauled her tits, squeezing and tugging in time with the hungry stabs of his wet tongue.
Rita's head began to rock as tingling, shocks of excitement reached her brain. Willie held her juicy cut between his lips while his rough tongue sawed back and forth on her tender nub.
"Uuungh!" Rita groaned, coughing out the gagging ball of hair.
With each toss of her head she felt a tugging at her hair, then a cold snip of the scissors.
"Oooooh!" Rita cried, grateful that she could not see her own head shorn of all its soft and flowing hair.
"Think I'll save it all and stuff a pillow!" Enos said with a joyous ring of evil in his voice. 'Then, winters when there ain't no women around, I can bury my face in it." He cackled even more wildly then "course to make that any good, I'll have to shear her little pussy too. Pillow wouldn't be no good if it didn't smell like cunt!"
Rita jerked, horrified by the thought of scissoring snipping around the soft, puffed lips of her twat. Willie had his tongue between them now, wrenching them apart with sideward thrusts from the base of his tongue. The long tip of his tongue wiggled deep into her seething cunt tube.
"Aaaarrgh!" Rita groaned.
She clenched her teeth grinding her pretty face into a hard knot of restraint. She vowed not to give any sign of pleasure, even though Willie's darting tongue was driving her wild,,
Enos stepped back when he'd finished with her hair, still holding the shears in his hand, snipping them idly with cruel delight flashing in his eyes. "Her fucking head looks like an egg!"
Tears gushed from the corners of Rita's tightly shut eyes. A soft whimper of anguish slipped from her lips.
"Bald," she mumbled in brutal torment. "I've lost all my beautiful hair!"
"Not quite all," Willie said, his lips still near her hairy twat. He gulped a breath and buried his face again, tantalizing even her most stubborn cunt nerves with the wet stroking of his tongue.
"Aaaahhhh!" Rita moaned. She loved to have her cunt licked. Sweeping, stabbing tongue-strokes produced such dazzling joy that she would shiver with wild delight, grinding her hips and thrusting excitedly to get more. But now she held herself in the rigid control of icy calm. Willie sensed how strongly she struggled to resist, but he knew all the tricks of sucking cunt. No bitch could take much of that, no matter how hard she tried. The scent of lust reeked from an excited cunt whether a woman wanted it to or not. Rita tried, but the heavy aroma of her desire seeped into the still night air all around.
Bitter-sweet honey flowed from her twat, slicking his tongue and wetting his cheeks as Willy burrowed deeper, loving the hot scent of cunt. His nose still hurt from the slightest touch, and her writhing pussy began to push it Nick and forth.
"AAAAHHHH!" Rita cried, slipping out of control. "Eat me, you bastard! Push your face into my twat! Lick it . . . suck it! Oooooh, yeah fuck me with your tongue!"
She forgot about her torment, her hair, her nearly bald head.
Enos watched, smirking as she lost control. "I get her as soon as you get tired," he reminded his cunt-sucking younger brother. His long thin cock was already swollen hard again, pulsing with obscene waves of desire.
Rita shivered and felt Willie's hands easing down her sides. He hooked his arms around her thighs, wrenching them apart, spreading her cunt wider to receive more furious thrusts from his tongue.
"AAACCCK!" she cried, racked by the awful strain, stung by twisting, waves of wet delight.
Willie gripped her thighs hard and lifted, rising to his feet. Rita gurgled: a half choked cry as the loop of chain around her neck pulled tight. Her head tipped back, unable to rise another inch, but Willy kept lifting her lower body.
Rita's throttled cry reached far into the night. He lifted her ass to the top of the rail. Her head bowed back and she tipped precariously, clawed with hands chained behind her, desperate for. anything to hold on to. She hung her head down, half off the boat, her beautiful dark-haired pussy laid open like a gaping wound.
"Push her over!" Enos said. "Let her fall . . I want to see if she can swim wearin' all that chain!"
"I'm gonna fuck her first," Willie said, "and I
want her bent way back so she can really feel my big cock!"
Rita swayed and felt dizzy from blood thundering into her head. Willy put a hand beneath her back to steady her. If he hadn't supported her, she would have pitched completely off the boat and dangled by the heavy chain locked around her neck.
If he lets go, I'll die! Rita realized in numbing horror.
Willie eyed her wide-spread cunt and guided his enormous cock with his other hand. It pressed against the back-bent lips of her juicy wet cunt slit, boring in like a fleshy drill.
"Oooooh, God!" Rita cried with her head upside down. "Oooh, fuck . . . what is that, the handle of an oar?"
"That's jus' the first part of my cock, you silly bitch! Wait'll you feel it ALL!"
"I can't!" she gasped as he pushed in more of his thick cock. "I can't! "Ooooooh, I can't WAIT!"
The cold steel rail cut hard across the crack of her ass. Tilted back sharply, the tension in her cunt seemed greater than ever before, so tight that Rita thought she could count the bulging veins on the long cock shaft he kept pushing in.
Blood rushing to her head made her senses blur. The world swayed upside-down, and the heavy chain around her neck L grated hard up under her chin, reminding her that she dangled only inches away from almost certain death.
"You'd best hang on tight to this cock of mine," Willie said. "If I get excited and jerk my hand out from under your back, my dick's gonna be all you can cling to!"
"Oooooh," Rita moaned. "Don't drop me... I'll be good! Please don=t let me go! I'll be the best fuck you ever had! Aaah! God, you 're so fucking big! Oh, I have to hang on, I can't help it EEEEY! You're ripping my cunt!"
Willie loved the wail of a woman's pleading voice, and he loved even more to hear a woman rage about the size of his cock. It was a beautiful sound.
"Shit!" Rita screamed. "I've never felt anything like it! You're going in sooo farrrrr! Uungh! I'm still a virgin way in there!"
"And you ain't got it all yet, you beautiful baldheaded bitch!"
"I want it!" she begged. "Aaah, I want every inch. Ooooh, I just love a huge cock. . . and yours is like two!"
"You think it's tight where it is now . . . wait until I ram it up your ass!"
"I love ass fucking!? Rita cooed. "Just hold me . . . don't let me go!"
Willie grinned and let her slip backward another few inches.
"Eeeeyyyooow!" Rita screamed, hooking her legs behind his back.
"Nobody loves ass fucking when the cock is as big as mine," Willie told her. "I'm going to rip your little shitter . . . wreck it just like you tried to wreck my nose!"
Rita moaned, fearful again. Tipping farther back had already increased the stabbing friction inside her cunt. She could feel his thick cock bum as it kept pushing and forcing her clinging cunt walls apart. She kicked in joyous fury.
Willie fucked harder and faster now, almost pushing her off her dangerous perch on the rail.
"Ooooohhh!" Rita cried, half in seething pleasure from the power of his long prick, half in chilling fear that she might fall and feel the heavy chain snap her neck. She held on tighter with her legs, drumming her feet.
Her thoughts of fear soon vanished, so did the throbbing pain that came from having her head hanging upside-down. His enormous cock was all the way in her cunt now. She could feel coarse hair grinding on her tender cunt-lips each time he rocked and stabbed, inching her closer and closer to a dangerous fall.
"AAahhhh!" she screamed. "It's good. It's great. Oh, hot-ripping prick. . . I've got it all!"
Some women moaned, some women screamed, some babbled words as Rita was now but all women loved Willie's big cock. It gave him a great sense of power. Some women laughed because he wasn't too bright, some made fun of his back-country ways . . . but no bitch ever laughed once she'd felt his cock.
"Ooooh, I love it!" Rita wailed. "I want to make it cum! I want to milk it and squeeze it and wring it with-my cunt until it's dry!"
Willie just grunted and kept fucking his cock in, as hard and fast and deep as he could. He liked to watch her body grind and jerk. Bent backwards as she was, every muscle became a tight band, and every taut little back twitched and trembled with hot spasms of raw delight.
He held back his surging flow, grinding his teeth, clamping his powerful ring of muscle at the root of his cock. He wanted to keep flicking, ripping in and out. He wanted to hear her cries and moans, the sound was sweet music to his ears.
"Eeeey!" Rita shrieked. "Aaagggh!"
Just when she thought she'd felt everything he could do, he found some way to twist his giant cock, to change the angle and make it rake across fresh nerves, spreading searing heat that melted all thoughts of fear or torment from her mind.
"Fuck me!" she pleaded, "oooh ... fuck me more!"
She kept up the pressure of milking cunt waves, wanting to feel his huge prick spurt. His nuts must hold a gallon, she was thinking in a mind that reeled upside-down of wild delight.
"Aaahhh!" Willie said with a roar of pleasure. "You're doing it to me! You're making me
CUM!"
Sue caught brief glimpses from her position face down on the deck at the other side of the boat. Amos crouched behind her, bent over, his hands locked hard on her dangling big tits, squeezing and tugging as he rammed his thick cock in her asshole.
Sue had seen the scissors flash in the moonlight, heard the sinister snipping sound and had seen long waves of Rita's dark hair tumble to the desk. Sue shivered, thinking of her glorious silver mane.
"You be good," Amos said with a grunt, sensing the horrible fascination of what she saw, " cause when I get tired of your ass, I'm gonna give you to Enos or that boy."
"I'll be good!" Sue whined.
God, I'll be the greatest! she was thinking. The handsome younger brother 'with his enormous cock, he would not have been so bad. In fact Sue looked forward to fucking him. But Enos! Thin as a rail, cold, mean and cruel . . . he reminded her of a snake.
Enos' head bobbed excitedly as he watched his younger brother fuck. A lecherous grin warped his lips. He kept working the bright chrome shears with one hand while he flogged his long, thin cock with the other.
"Give it to her, boy! Fuck her good, Willie! Make her wail!"
Willie needed no encouragement. Rita's legs held him locked in a clinging vise of desperate desire. Her juicy twat clawed wetly at his huge cock, whipped into a frenzy by the depth and grinding power of each reaming thrust.
"Oooooh!" Rita moaned. "I'm coming tooooo!"
Dangling upside down with blood rushing wildly to her head, Rita hung suspended in a dizzy world of strange sensations. Her back felt a cruel strain from being curved sharply over the rail, and her cunt ached from the frenzy of Willie's mighty cock-thrusts, but she felt only the exploding joy of nerves ripped and jolted by the insane pleasure of overwhelming pain. She knew what End would be the final, glorious bliss of orgasm. She would shiver wildly, and then she would faint from the strain and slip quietly into the soothing calm of a world without any sensation at all.
"Do it!" she begged. "Oh, cum! Gush your load in my aching cunt! Fuck me! Fuck me full!"
"Aaaaagh!" Willie groaned. He felt a seeping drop of silver jism slip through the clamp of his self-control. "AAAGGGHHH!"
Rita felt his cock tense, then shiver in anticipation of explosive release. Then she felt the charge, a searing blast that splattered deep where it had only dribbled before. She screamed, and her mind twisted in a dizzy spiral, matching the furious twisting of her cunt.
Rita's shrill cries excited Sue. The big cock ramming her ass felt better than ever before. She twisted back, echoing Rita's cry. Amos grunted fiercely and his cock began spurting top.
Both women became obsessed, lost in their wailing joy, immune to pain, unmindful of abuse and degradation. All that mattered was the thrill of the moment, the blazing power of jetting cum.
"Uuuunnngh!" they groaned, quaking inside with spasms of burning delight.
Willie had finished and Rita had fainted before Amos fired his last dripping shot. He groaned a last sound of joy and hunched over Sue, his chest heaving from the strain.
"Now . . . " Amos said, panting for breath, "now I think it's time to give ole Enos a crack at your little silver-haired cunt."
"Oh, God!" Sue exclaimed. "No not him! Please!"
All the fears and horrors came creeping back to Sue. But when they looked around, Enos was gone...