Chapter 6
"I've got an idea," the long-limbed, luscious secretary said.
Paul Morley sat back from the dinner table, watching his niece listlessly clear away the used dishes. She wore a colorful shift, cut low in the front and slit high up the sides. The flashes of toothsome, pale skin when she moved showed the girl was wearing nothing beneath the garment.
"What is it, beautiful?" Tina's uncle said, taking a lazy sip of coffee. "Bend over a little further next time you pick something up, baby. I like to see your cute little titties."
"She is a pretty little piece," Sandy McCoy said. "That's what I want to talk to you about."
Morley smirked at her. "Jealous?"
The secretary fleshed slightly. "Nooooo," she said. "Just as long as you remember I'm your woman, and this kid here's just a toy."
"Yeah, but what a toy! Y'know, Sandy, she's got the tightest cunt I ever plugged my pecker into-uh, except for yours, of course."
"That's 'cause she's damned near cherry, lover boy. Her psycho mother's boyfriend with the foot-long hot dog for a prick is the only one who's had it up her, but you."
Tina's cheeks were flaming red. She'd almost never heard such talk before-except for that terrible afternoon at her mother's house. To think that these people-her own uncle and his hot assistant-were talking about her as though she were some kind of.. . of animal! It made her want to be sick.
"Hey, we're embarrassing the poor kid," Miss McCoy laughed. She stood up and walked over to where Tina stood by the sink. "There, there, poor baby."
She put her arm around the smaller girl. At first Tina shrank away from her touch. But there was something so warm, so sincere about her touch that Tina was comforted in spite of herself. She let Miss McCoy pull her against her side. "That better?" the buxom brunette asked.
Tina nodded. She sniffled.
She felt the woman's hand stir on her shoulder. It shifted-and then suddenly Miss McCoy's hand was inside her shift cupping a bare tit!
With a cry Tina tore herself away so hard she fell down onto the linoleum floor. The secretary's laugh was musical. "Well, one thing's for sure, she does have nice boobs!" she told her boss.
"Maybe you can find out about her other attributes sometime," Paul chuckled. "Might be a kick to watch."
"I might just take you up on that sometime, big stud." Sandy McCoy looked at the lovely adolescent, slumped against the counter in a daze. She licked her full, red lips.
Tina hadn't heard them. She was sitting and thinking, everyone I've ever trusted, no matter how little, has betrayed me. Except my dog Beau. He's my only true friend in the world.
"So anyway," Paul said, lighting a cigarette, "what did you have in mind, sugar-bush?"
"You hip to augmenting your income a bit, boss man?"
Blue smoke exploded from the big man's lips in a guffaw. "Hell, baby, you know it-unless you've worked for me all these years without learning anything!"
The tall woman sauntered back to her chair. She still had on the tight sweater and short skirt she'd been wearing when she'd picked Tina up that morning on the freeway. The nipples of her big jugs were standing out, clearly hard and full with excitement. She casually rubbed her hand once over them. "I've learned a lot from you, lover boy," she purred lewdly.
Morley laughed again. "So give," he urged.
"It's simple. We've got this little hot one all to ourselves-why don't we make her earn her keep?"
"You mean more than she already has?" Morley shot a fevered glance at his niece, huddled unmoving against the counter. He licked his lips.
"I mean we peddle her sweet little ass. There are an awful lot of rich guys with a taste for the young stuff. And from what you've said she's got the makings of a high class piece of tail, into the bargain."
Paul Morley was interested. "You mean we rent her out to the guys with the big bucks, like a single-girl, call-girl stable?" he asked, leaning forward.
Sandy lit herself a cigarette. She took a long drag before answering. "That'd be one way of doing it," she admitted.
"But not what you have in mind. Right?"
"Right." The secretary exhaled smoke through her shapely nostrils. "I mean, that would be fine for a while. But what if somebody caught on?
Instead, how about a low-risk proposition with one big lump-sum payment? In other words, we sell her outright."
"Hmmm," Morley nodded thoughtfully. "Couldn't we make more just renting her snatch?"
"Not if we find the right mark. Look, what do you think a guy would pay for complete and total ownership of a pretty young girl-with no questions asked, or likely to be asked?"
"A bunch-if it were the right guy. He'd be able to do any damn thing he pleased with her. No matter how kinky."
"And if those clowns from the County wondered what became of her, we'd just wring our hands and sob that the poor, dear, demented thing had run off and disappeared without a trace."
"Hot damn!" Paul rubbed his hands together briskly. "So how do we find a buyer?"
"First we need something in the way of a sample," his secretary said. "You have a good camera anywhere around here?"
"Hold off a minute there, Paul," Sandy McCoy said, peering through the rangefinder of the camera. "All right. We're all in focus. Strut your stuff, big boy!"
Grinning hugely, Morley skinned out of the robe he'd changed into after hunting up the camera. In the middle of the living room floor, Tina snapped out of her stupor at the sight of his enormous, raging cock waving in air a hands breadth from her face. Instinctively pulling her shift, which was threatening to slip down and bare a small boob, up onto her shoulder, she threw herself back and tried to crawl away.
She'd gotten only a couple of feet before iron fingers caught her by the hair. Irresistibly she felt herself being dragged back around, till she was sitting on her heels facing her uncle. She felt a scream rising and opened her mouth to let it out.
Without hesitation Paul popped the fat head of his long hard cock between her lips and shoved it in. Snap! went the camera. "Oooog! Oommmmph!" the girl said, gagging on the tremendous bar of cock invading her face.
With only the huge head of her uncle's prick forced into her mouth, the girl felt her jaws muscles strain and the hinges threaten to give way. She'd already had that monster cock in her mouth, but she was still almost overpowered by the size and power and taste of the prick.
"That's nice, lover boy," Miss McCoy called breathily. "But let's get on to something else-I've got all the cocksucking shots we need."
"Sure, why not-ahhh!" Paul let go of the girl's yellow hair, put his palm on her forehead, and pushed. His cock popped loudly out of her mouth as she fell backwards. "Hell, variety is the spice of life, isn't it?"
The head of his cock was shiny with spit. Tina stared at it like a bird hypnotized by a snake. Sandy McCoy took another picture. "Fantastic," she breathed. "Looks like she's worshipping that hot prick of yours!"
Paul grinned at the compliment. Stepping forward, he bent down and grabbed the girl beneath the armpits. He hauled her to her feet. "Let's get you out of those clothes, baby," he mused, "and give the nice lady with the camera some juicy shots of your slit!"
Tina tried to writhe away, but Paul grabbed one arm and held onto it like a vise. He took hold of the shift handfuls at a time and started yanking it up and over her head. Tina felt air currents wash over her butt. She shrieked and kicked put.
By luck her foot caught her uncle smack on the shin. Barefoot as she was, it didn't do much damage, but the sudden pain enraged the burly, naked man. With a roar he hurled her across the room. The shift came apart with a rending sound, leaving him standing there holding the ruins of the garment while the now-nude teenager staggered against a chair and sat down hard.
"Beautiful!" Sandy exclaimed, adjusting her focus.
In two great strides Paul was standing over his niece, dragging her to her feet by the hair. He slapped her, backhand and forehand, across the face. Her vision filled with redness and stinging tears. I mustn't give in! I won't! she thought, trying to get hold of herself.
She thought she was prepared for the pain of the next blow. But she wasn't. Instead of hitting her cheeks, glowing with the marks of his palm, he slapped her as hard as he could across her bare, vulnerable tits.
The howl that rose from Tina's throat was an animal cry of sheer agony. The pain washed from the exquisitely sensitive nipples, back through the soft cushions of tit-flesh, and stabbed into her rib cage like knives. Again her uncle slapped her tits. This time the pain was worse.
Her knees gave way beneath her. She was vaguely aware of the camera clicking furiously nearby. At that moment, though, she didn't even have strength to care that her humiliation and agony were being recorded for total strangers to look at and lust over.
All she cared about was ending the pain. By any means possible. Even dying, if she could.
But that escape was to be denied her. Once again she was hauled roughly to her feet. She tried to shrink back into the chair, hugging her arms protectively over her bruised and abused jugs.
Instead her uncle took hold of her shoulder and turned her around. Then he bent her over the back of the easy chair, so that her pert ass stuck up in the air and her cunt-slit yawned pinkly from between the soft and snowy mounds of ass-flesh. Sandy moved in for a close-up, so near that the camera's lens was almost brushing the tangled tan hair of her pussy bush.
While one hand held the girl pinned to the chair, Paul groped with his other hand on a table nearby. "Here we go," he said in satisfaction. "This should do the job."
Miss McCoy giggled delightedly when she saw what her employer was holding. It was a switch of green wood two feet long, slender and lithe with lots of whippy action, which Morley demonstrated by making a few quick cuts in the air.
He eyed his niece's upturned ass. The butt-cheeks were like twin scoops of scrumptious ice cream. His prick gave a throb of desire. Aiming carefully, he slashed the vulnerable adolescent's naked butt right across the crack.
Tina had wondered what the swishing noises were behind her. With her head hanging down the front of the chair-back, she was able to see nothing but an impenetrable curtain of her own long hair. But now she found out. The blow landed with a sound like a wet sheet snapping in the wind, and her rump exploded into agony.
"YeeeeeAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" she screamed. "No! Don't! STOOOOOOPPPP!"
Morley looked at her butt again. The perfection of her snowy buttocks was marred by a slim and angry line of red crawling at a diagonal across them. He spent a second admiring the way the welt made an "X" with the crevice between the ass cheeks, and then he hit her again.
Swish-whack! went the switch. Tina's body bucked clear off the chair, her hair and small tits flying. Her uncle didn't give her a moment's respite. Instead he laid down a rain of blows, striping her burning butt into a red and white network of lines.
Tina's nubile young body jerked around like grease on a hot griddle. Not a stroke of the wicked, cutting switch was missed by the alert camerawoman. Every new strip of scarlet across Tina's rump was lovingly recorded on film.
Paul shifted around till he was standing, not beside his niece's ass, but beside the chair, facing in the same direction as her tortured ass. Carefully he whipped first one tender butt-cheek and then the other. Then he cut the helpless girl right down the spread-open crack of her ass.
The effect was electric. Tina almost bent backwards in he sudden spasm of agony, a long drawn-out wail drawn from her body as her head snapped up. Her uncle's hand kept her held firmly, almost crushing the breath from her. But she didn't notice that. All she noticed was the searing, awful pain.
Five more strokes landed on the dainty pucker of her asshole, till the flesh was puffy and red. Each blow hurt worse than the last, till it seemed the girl could take no more punishment without passing out. But the vigorous healthiness of her body betrayed her, and she wasn't allowed the blissful escape of oblivion.
At last her uncle stopped. Sweat was running down his broad face. He was puffing and blowing as if he'd just run a mile. His inflated cock, if it were possible, seemed to have gotten larger with its need to fuck into that tender, tasty, tortured adolescent body!
"That's enough of that," he wheezed, tossing the switch away. "Let's get the bitch juicy!"
Still pressing down on the small of Tina's back, Morley bent over. The hair on his chest tickled the raw hide of her butt. Then ice and flame seemed to fasten themselves over her butt-hole, and she gasped.
In an instant she recognized what was causing the sensation, and she gasped again. Her uncle had pressed his lips over her asshole, and was kissing and tonguing it with fervent heat!
"Oh! Ohh! Ahhhh!" the girl cried. Though her body throbbed with pain, though her blood burned with rage and humiliation, though the very idea of having someone French kissing her poop chute nauseated her, she felt herself responding immediately to the caress. Perhaps it was the forbiddenness of the act that turned her on. Perhaps it was the sudden juxtaposition of pleasure with the pain she'd thought she'd never escape. Whatever the reason, the girl was instantly writhing with erotic excitement!
With his weight pinning the girl in place, Paul shifted his hand from her back to one butt-cheek. The flesh seemed to pulse beneath his palm. Still lapping his niece's asshole, he brought up his other hand and thrust his index finger to the knuckle in her twat!
Instantly the probing finger was surrounded by seething pussy oils. "Oh, yes!" the girl murmured, totally unable to control the raging passion that exploded inside her cunt. Paul ran his tongue maddeningly around her fisted anus, then stirred his finger inside the rank, steamy mess of her cunt tunnel. She moaned.
She didn't want to control it now! She wanted it to happen-wanted her uncle to fuck that big cock up her eager pussy, fuck it all the way to her tonsils!
The loving lips left her poop chute. Paul's tongue flicked over her perineum and dipped into her cunt. The sweetest sensation Tina had ever known flowed like water into her pussy. "Wooo-ow!" she breathed. The pain that still emanated from her abused butt was totally forgotten in the first incredible contact of someone's mouth with her dripping cunt lips.
As he ate his way into his niece's pussy, Paul began fucking his stubby finger in and out of her cunt hole with a thick slurping sound. Sandy hovered close, snapping shot after shot of him finger-fucking his niece while his tongue delved deeply into her pussy. Tina was squirming with horniness, rolling her hips around and around the finger and the tongue in her brimming snatch. She was practically sobbing with passion as she fucked herself on them.
Paul's finger was smeared with the aromatic juices of Tina's cunt. Gleaming droplets of pussy oil escaped his greedy lips and flowed around his thrusting finger, to drip to the carpet from the loosely-hanging lips of the girl's cunt. The sweet taste of almost-virgin pussy filled his mouth.
Tina was practically going out of her mind! The double treatment her cunt was getting had her too horny to worry about the fact she once would have thought someone eating her cunt was as gross as eating her asshole. Anything anyone did to her was all right now, as long as it felt this good!
His hunger for pussy temporarily sated, Paul pulled his tongue out. Tina rolled her hips invitingly. The greasy, flexible tissues of her cunt sucked at his finger. He fucked the finger in and out a few more times, then drew it out too.
Tina didn't make any sounds of the disappointment she felt. Her uncle's weight had come off her back, and she could sense him coming around to stand behind her upturned butt-to bring his huge cock to bear on the greedy gape of her pussy! Nothing could have made the girl happier.
Nor were her expectations unfulfilled. She felt a stinging rush from her whipped ass as Paul laid his palms on her cheeks, spreading them apart with his thick thumbs. Then she felt the burning touch of his cockhead on her wet pussy lips, and for the second time that night she almost passed out-from pleasure, not pain, this time.
Paul groaned low in his throat as he felt the moist, cool kiss of Tina's sopping pussy lips on the tip of his blood-gorged prick. He'd meant to prolong the contact as long as possible, tease the girl and himself into the greatest arousal possible, and let Sandy McCoy get some impossibly juicy shots. But it wasn't to be. Unerringly the end of his wedge-shaped cockhead went between the gaping flaps of her cunt, and he found his huge prick being drawn involuntarily into the seething depths of the girl's pussy!
Like an oily sheath Tina's cunt seemed to flow back to envelop her uncle's prick. But he knew it was an illusion. His cock was sliding so easily into the hot tightness of her cunt that it seemed to be swallowing him!
Tina's pussy took in every inch of that mammoth prick, till her slash was drooling hot sauces all over the base of Paul's cock and his hairy balls-and begged for more! "Oh fuck me!" Tina pleaded shamelessly. "FUCK ME NOW!"
Her uncle did. He yanked his prick out of her cunt with such force that the suction in the girl's pussy seemed about to overwhelm them both. He didn't stop the backwards stroke till just the head of his prick was holding the portal of her pussy open, and then he rammed it in as hard as he could. The chair rocked from the force of his fucking and his nut-sac slapped wetly against the gape of her gash.
Tina was blown away totally. Her body tingled like a live wire with lust. But now she couldn't even roll her hips around that pistoning prick. She was too weak to do anything but lie there with her pussy gaping greedily for her uncle's cock!
And her uncle gave it to her, with interest. With all the power of his well-muscled body he pulled his cock out and jammed it in, pulled out and jammed in, again and again, till the girl's butt and his belly and thighs were damp with the spray of cunt-juice thrown up by his wild fucking. He felt the beginnings of a truly cataclysmic orgasm stirring in his balls. A few seconds more of plowing his prick into that tight, boiling, brimming cunt would bring him off!
He stopped. For a long, luxurious moment he lingered with his cock balls-deep in Tina's snatch, letting it percolate in her fragrant pussy juices. Then, slowly but surely, he pulled it all the way out of her cunt.
The lips clung, stretched out toward him, then reluctantly gave up their prize as he pulled back. A clear, shiny torrent of cunt sauce escaped Tina's pussy and flowed down the backs of her legs. "What are you doing?" she moaned. "Where's your cock? Give me back that great big cock!"
Paul's hands were still on the girl's naked ass. He set his thumbs on either side of her asshole and pulled in opposite directions. The tiny entry to the girl's butt opened easily.
Biting his lip, Paul steered the conical head of his prick till its end socketed neatly into the depression formed by his niece's gaping asshole. It fit there snugly.
"What are you doing?" the girl demanded again. And then it hit her.
Her uncle was about to fuck her up the butt!
The warm clouds of lust that surrounded her evaporated. Cold fear replaced them. She remembered seeing Jake fuck her mother up the butt-she remembered the flash of terror in the shower that
Paul would try to stick his cock up her ass. Next to that, even being forced to suck on his fat prick and swallow the acrid flood of his jism was a mild fate.
Paul Morley's cock was the size of a huge salami. She couldn't take that thing up her butt! It would tear her apart! The agony-and the shame-would kill her!
She lifted her body by main force, twisting her neck to look imploringly at her uncle. "Don't!" she sobbed. "Please don't! I can't stand it! NOOOOOOO!"
"You get a shot of her face?" Paul asked over his shoulder to Miss McCoy. Then he began to drive his enormous cock up Tina's ass.
Tina gasped. God, it was terrible! It felt as though her ass was going to rip clean up the center at any second. "N-no more," the girl grunted. She was straining with every muscle to shut her butt-hole tight, to hold off the implacable intrusion of that unbearably big prick. "God, I can't take any more!"
Morley laughed loudly. "Sure you can," he said. "You better, anyway-I've only just got the head of my pecker shoved up your sexy little shitter!"
"NOOOO!" It was a despairing cry, made sharper by the fact that, against all her resistance, Paul managed to drive an inch more of his fat cock come up her ass.
It wasn't so much the pain of having her sensitive ass passage abraded by the huge prick After all, Paul's stiff cock was well-greased with the slippery oils of Tina's own cunt. It wasn't even the feeling that she was about to be torn wide open, that she was suffering irreparable damage inside. It was more the feeling of-of invasion that got to her so horribly.
More cock slid in. "Ayy!" Tina yipped. It felt as though the tip of the cock were stabbing into the base of her throat. Her hands were clenched into tiny fists. Her eyes bulged with the effort of trying to reject that horrible, hated cock.
"Don't worry," Paul said. His voice was tense, both from his own exertion in trying to force his cock into his niece's butt-hole despite her resistance-and from intense pleasure at the pressure her muscular resistance was causing his steely cock! "Only six or seven more inches to go!"
"Ahhhh!" Tina moaned. Her whole being, body and spirit, seemed to slump in exhaustion. Six more inches! She'd never survive that!
Her uncle took advantage of the lapse in her defenses. With an explosive grunt he drove four more inches all at once straight between her splayed-out asscheeks. "Gaaahhhhh!" the girl yelled. "OWWWWW!"
Paul wasn't listening. His head was back and a look of utter ecstasy was transfiguring his face. The muscles stood out starkly on his arms. His fingers dug pale depressions in the violated flesh of his niece's rump. And, bit by bit, the rest of his titanic cock disappeared into the narrow channel of her ass!
With one last piggish grunt Paul planted his prick hilt .deep in the girl's humid asshole. It felt like a steel tipped battering ram had been thrust into her belly. She gave a choking squeal. She couldn't draw a deep enough breath to make a louder protest than that!
"Hot.. . fucking . . . damn!" Paul ground out. "I just can't.. .believe it!"
"Nice, lover boy?" Sandy McCoy asked. She was kneeling by the chair to get a close-up of the spot where Paul's rigid monster of a prick was swallowed by the girl's cruelly-stretched asshole.
"It's better than . . . nice," Paul said, with visible effort. "Jesus! Can't.. . hold out! Gotta.. . come!"
"Just a minute," Sandy said. "Lemme get around in front. I want some face-shots of her really feeling it. OK-ready? Give it to her, hard!"
If his life had depended on it, Paul Morley would not have been able to refuse her command. Every fiber of his body lusted to drive his cock in and out of Tina as hard and fast as he could, till the head of his cock was blown up by the climax building relentlessly in the pressure-cooker of his balls. Bracing his arms, he pulled the cock free.
If Tina Mayhew had thought her uncle's incredibly big prick had hurt being crammed into her butt, she learned now that that was nothing. The cock being drawn out-that was what hurt! It felt like a log of firewood, leaving splinters all the way down her poop chute.
She was crying freely now, her pretty face twisted into a mask of agony and fear. At last the rending pain of Paul hauling his cock free, stopped, but was immediately replaced by the lancing pain of him thrusting it back in-fast. "Oooooo, AHHHHH!" Tina wailed, as the whole length of that huge cock shot up her asshole. Paul's balls flopped against the downward-smiling crack of her cunt, and then the cock was on its torturous way out again.
And then Paul was fucking the teenager's butt as hard and fast as he'd fucked her pussy minutes before. Tina's cries of pain were confused, incoherent, a rising and falling keening like an air raid alarm. Every time he pulled that fantastic cock out of her asshole her eyes screwed themselves shut; with every forward lunge they'd snap open as though to pop from her head.
"In-fucking-credible," Miss McCoy said wonderingly.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!" said Paul.
The first spurt of jism seemed to take the head of his cock with it. Half his mighty prick was buried in his niece's ass when he started coming. She screamed shrilly as the first come-blast seared her ass channel like acid, then again as Paul rammed his cock full-length into her ass.
There was no more furious pistoning, though. Paul stood there with his every muscle straining and his cock all the way up Tina's rump, unloading what seemed to be quarts of milky come up her rectum. The stuff filled her whole ass channel and then leaked out around the thick plug of his cock. And Miss McCoy was on hand to capture the white stuff oozing from the pain-filled asshole.
"What a picture!" she exulted.
"Unnngh!" said Paul.