Chapter 2
Harry Appleton checked the items on the bed once more before he put them, one by one, into the small plastic bag: Thin leather driving gloves, a dark wool ski-mask, a coiled length of clothesline, and, finally a roll of wide adhesive tape.
He took his leather jacket from a peg by the door and put it on. Then he stuffed the plastic bag into a side pocket of the jacket, where the bulge would be less noticeable.
He looked around the room once more before leaving checking the two-burner hot plate to see that it was turned off. Satisfied, he quietly opened the door and slipped out into the basement hallway. He shut the door noiselessly behind him and locked it.
He hoped he wouldn't meet Charlie Forman on his way out. He could always invent an excuse, of course he had forgotten to get cigarettes, or something equally innocuous. But Charlie was nowhere to be seen when Harry reached the first floor landing and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He went out the back door toward the parking lot where his only extravagance sat a decrepit old Ford sedan. He knew he was safe now even if he met one of the building's tenants. None of them paid any attention to him, except to complain to Charlie about the way he stared so lewdly at the younger women! But he met no one and was soon behind the wheel of the old car and moving quietly out onto Hollywood Boulevard.
The streets were heavily traveled tonight both with cars and pedestrians. Pedestrians! Harry thought bitterly as he drove toward Western Avenue. Shit! Nothing but whores and fags and suckers out tonight! He hated them hated them all especially the sexily-dressed young prostitutes who sauntered up and down the street, their ripe young asses swaying erotically and invitingly as they watched for prospective customers. Goddamned police ought to get them off the street! he thought to himself as the whores ignored his old car in favor of the newer models that honked and pulled over to close hurried business transactions with them.
Harry was a poor driver and he gripped the steering wheel tightly as he maneuvered a right turn at Western Avenue and drove north toward Franklin. He turned west again and was relieved to see few pedestrians on the quiet residential street. In his mind he kept repeating the address that he had seen on Sara Watkin's check in the supermarket chanting it almost, as he mentally remembered the building. He had driven by it several times since first seeing Sarah and he knew the route by heart. West on Franklin to Beachwood right on Beachwood to the second stop sign another right, and he would be there!
Thin beads of perspiration broke out on his forehead as he narrowly missed a car backing out onto the street. He cursed the elderly driver and then continued on, patting the lock-picks in his right jeans pocket. That had been a real coup for him, finding the key-ring with the picks where Charlie had mis-laid them. His employer had been angry at having to buy another set, but Harry had secreted them under his bed quickly.
His massive cock was throbbing and pounding wildly in anticipation of what was to come tonight, and Harry massaged it roughly with his thin fingers as he waited for the light to change at Beachwood. Then, he was almost there!
He parked the car almost a block away, locking it before turning toward Sarah's building. There was no one on the streets, although he could hear faint snatches of conversations from the apartment buildings and houses on the darkened street. It was a warm night much too warm for the leather jacket and he hoped that no one would notice him and think it suspicious. But he knew there was little chance of that most people didn't notice him at all. He could see the lights of Sarah's apartment building ahead and he wondered which window was hers. The thought of the innocent young blonde laying upstairs perhaps even in bed excited him tremendously and he moved quicker toward the driveway that separated Sarah's building from a single-storied bungalow next door.
He waited for a moment, listening for any sound from the parking lot in back of the building, and then went quickly down the driveway. It amused him to think how secure people felt in the isolation of their little apartments. Even in those buildings where the front door and lobby were locked, Harry knew that in nine out of ten cases the back door leading to the parking lot would be open.
He paused again as he rounded the corner of the building, his eyes searching for the back door. The parking lot was about half full but there was no one to bother him. He moved swiftly toward the door, listened for a moment, and then tried the handle. It was unlocked. Fighting down a smile, he opened it and peered down the long hallway. To his right there was a stairwell that led to the upper floors.
In a moment he was gliding up the staircase noiselessly, his sneakered feet making no sound on the concrete.
His pulse racing, he stopped at the second floor and cautiously opened the door. When he saw no one in the hallway he went down it quickly, his eyes searching for apartment 311 Sarah Watkins' apartment!
His thickly pulsing cock felt like it was going to burst the fly of his jeans as he took the lock-picks from his pocket and selected one.
This was the most dangerous moment of all, he knew, and he felt a shiver of cold run up and down his perspiring body as he delicately played with the lock.
I'm going to fuck that sweet little ass-hole, baby! he said silently, feeling the tumblers drop into place. Oh, Jesus, I'm going to ram your ass-hole until you're screaming for mercy!
Sarah studiously avoided looking at her luscious body in the mirror as she dried herself with a huge bath towel. Her attempts to read had been a failure and she couldn't get her mind off the memories of Dan Harkins. Just the touch of her own fingers on her voluptuous, cherry-tipped breasts were enough to make her long for his gentle hands, and she fought to control her surging emotions.
She could hear the stereo playing in the front room and she was torn between the distraction the music provided and the fear that it might be annoying her neighbors. No, this building is almost soundproof, she remembered, lifting one long gorgeous leg up onto the toilet seat and drying it. In the months she had lived there she couldn't remember hearing any sounds from the other apartments.
She was almost finished drying herself now, except for the damply quivering spot between her legs. Do I dare touch myself there? she asked herself.
Suddenly she saw a dark shadow fall across her legs and she looked up, a startled look on her lips and a cry of terror welling up in her throat.
Before she could scream, Harry moved quickly into the small bathroom and clamped his fingers brutally over her mouth while, with his other hand, he twisted one of her arms painfully up behind her until she though she would die from the agony.
"Don't make a sound, you fucking bitch!" he snarled, tightening his grip on her arm and causing Sarah to slam into the wall. "Just don't make a sound and you won't get hurt, understand?"
It had all happened so quickly that the lovely blonde's mind was still unable to comprehend what was happening to her. She was terrified her legs were trembling as if they were boneless and only the brutal youth's vice-grip kept her up.
Oh God, she thought, thinking about all the stories she had heard or read about rape-murders in California, he's going to kill me! I know he is!
The bath towel had dropped to the floor, leaving Sarah's body naked and defenseless. Despite the peril she knew she faced from the unknown attacker, she blushed deeply at the thought of him devouring her unclothed flesh with his lust-filled eyes. A wave of nausea swept through her, magnified by the cruel hand pressing over her mouth and almost completely shutting off her breathing, and by the awful pain that came from her twisted arm.
She struggled wildly, kicking his shins and twisting back and forth in a vain attempt to escape her captor. But she was completely helpless and she heard him laugh at her feeble attempt to get free.
"Go ahead, bitch, fight!" Harry spat out, feeling the quivering mass of lovely flesh against his own body. Tangled blonde hair was matted between them and he could smell the fresh clean aroma of her writhing body. Then, he gave a brutal twist to her arm and she almost collapsed from the new agony.
Oh God, she thought irrationally, he's going to break my arm!
She stopped struggling as she felt him relax the hold on her waist. For a moment she thought he was going to let her go. The rough material of his jeans was scraping the tender flesh of her still-damp buttocks and she could feel a warm hot throbbing mass pressing against, her.
Suddenly he released her and spun her around to face him. At the same time he clenched his right fist and brought it up quickly, striking her a cruel blow on the chin. She had only time to fill her tortured lungs with a life-giving air before stars exploded in the back of her brain and her whole body slumped down onto the cool tiles of the floor.
Harry watched with excitement and fascination as the beautiful young girl came down heavily. Her head fell forward onto her luscious breasts and her legs spread out under her, exposing the tiny cuntal slit between her creamy-white thighs. He could see a bruise forming on her chin where he had struck her and he hoped that he hadn't hurt her too badly. He wanted her awake soon.
"You're gonna get it in a minute, cunt," he said to the unconscious girl, bending down and taking her body in his arms. The girl's dead-weight was more than he had anticipated from so slender and willowy a figure, but he managed to struggle upright. He went into the bedroom quickly and dumped her unceremoniously onto the bed, reveling in the plump little cunt that lay blonde and lovely between her legs.
Sarah stirred and groaned but didn't wake up. Pulling the plastic bag from his jacket pocket, Harry took the roll of tape and coil of clothesline and bent over her body.
In a moment she was lying on her stomach, her mouth taped shut. He took a penknife from his jeans pocket and cut four lengths of rope and tied a piece to each ankle and wrist. Working quickly, he secured the free ends to the four bedposts until she was spread-eagled.
He stood back and admired his work, his eyes blazing with renewed desire as he looked down on the helpless girl. Her buttocks glistened with a thin film of water from her bath and from perspiration, and he leaned over again, anxious for a close look at the object of his lust. With no thought of the pain he was inflicting on Sarah, he pulled her quivering asschecks apart with his rough fingers and licked his lips as her puckered little hairless anus came into view between the valley of buttock-flesh.
"Man ... look at that!" he marveled aloud, feeling his huge cock pounding and throbbing painfully at his groin. "Oh Jesus, look at that beautiful little hole. ... I'm going to ram my cock right up your ass in a minute, baby!"
With one hand he held the buttocks apart while he fumbled with his fly with the other. In a moment his pulsating massive cock was free and it jerked wildly about as he continued to stare down at the tightly bound girl.
He heard her groaning again and trying to raise her head off the bed. Excited beyond anything he had ever felt before, he climbed up onto the bed and stretched out his body alongside hers. She had managed to twist her head around so that she was lying with one burning cheek pressed into the soft mattress while she stared into his blazing eyes.
Horrified by what she saw, Sarah tried to turn away. She was looking in the very face of evil itself and she suddenly realized that nothing or no one was going to save her from the ultimate degradation she could imagine.
"What's the matter, cunt?" Harry asked lewdly. "Don't tell me you don't want a little cock! Shit, you pigs are all alike. As soon as you see a good stiff cock you can't wait to get it up inside your pussy! Ain't that right?"
She shook her head violently, silently pleading with the lust-charged youth to leave her alone. But she could see nothing but lust and hatred in the thin slits above his high cheekbones. He had taken off his leather jacket and sneakers and his thin but muscular arms were visible. He snaked one of them under her body and his clawing fingers began to obscenely massage her straining breasts. She groaned as he pinched and probed at her straining nipples.
"Lay still, bitch!" he ordered, almost out of his mind with desire for the helpless young victim. Grinning lewdly, he took one of her straining nipples between his fingers and pinched it as hard as he could, laughing at the tears of agony that sprang to her eyes.
She was shivering uncontrollably and she could feel his hot breath on her face as he continued to maul her tender breasts. She prayed fervently that she would pass out again and be spared the awful agony of what was certain to come. She tried desperately to pull her arms and legs free but was frustrated by the tight knots of the clothesline around her wrists and ankles.
"Stop it!" he snarled. "I ain't going to hurt you unless I have to. Understand?"
She nodded weakly. Her only hope now was to have him satisfy him perverted lust quickly and then leave her unharmed except for the terrible degradation of her body that he intended.
"Good! You just take it easy, Sarah, and we'll get along just fine!"
She was surprised to hear him speak her name and she suddenly remembered the telephone call earlier. The voice on the other end had spoken her name too a fact she had all but forgotten in her anger and revulsion at the obscene telephone call. Since she had an unlisted telephone number he must have obtained it from some other source. The puzzling matter was quickly forgotten as she felt him pull his hand out from under her trembling body and begin running it up and down over her naked back, edging closer and closer to her quivering buttocks. The calloused palm scraped her own tender flesh harshly and she groaned when his fingers pulled her ass-cheeks apart and pressed lewdly down into the perspiring crevice.
"Unnnnngghhhhhh..." she screamed wordlessly as he suddenly pressed his thumb against her cringing rectal opening, his fingernail tearing at the tightened sphincter and drawing blood. Her hips bucked wildly in a vain attempt to escape the probing pressure that was bringing her new agony. Sarah was snorting loudly as she tried to breathe through her nose past the tangled mop of silky blonde hair that wrapped around her face. The tape that prevented her opening her mouth was so tight that she couldn't even poke the tip of her tongue out.
"Here it comes, bitch!" Harry said with a deranged laugh as he moved around on the bed until he was kneeling behind the horrified girl, his thumb still pressing cruelly against her tiny hairless anus. "Get that little ass-hole ready because I'm going to ream it out with my cock!"
For the first time she realized the awful implication of his words. He was going to put his penis in her rectum.' Her terrified mind reeled from the thought! It was too awful to imagine! She couldn't take him there! It was much too tiny to be able to take the massive throbbing penis without killing her splitting her apart!
Harry didn't even bother to strip off his jeans as he readied himself behind her. His cock was pulsating and jerking about wildly, banging into her tender ass-cheeks as the rubbery purple tip strained toward her puckered nether opening. His eyes were glazed with lust and sweat poured down over his face as he suddenly shoved his thumb brutally into her ass-hole and felt her whole body stiffen in agony from the unexpected invasion.
Sarah almost passed out from the horrible stab of torturous pain that made her buck and twist wildly. It felt as if her whole body was on fire a raging, searing pain that was mind-boggling. His bony finger was in almost to the first knuckle and he curled it, scraping the warm buttery depths of her rectum raw. She was screaming incoherently, fighting with every ounce of her strength to escape the cruel ravishment of her anus. The ropes at her wrists and ankles strained mightily but held. With his other hand, Harry grabbed the two bed pillows and stuffed them under her writhing stomach so that her ass was raised slightly in the air. As he leaned forward over her his wildly throbbing cock was pressed firmly against her buttocks, adding to her shame and degradation.
On and on the invading finger came, ripping and tearing at the velvety inner rectal flesh and sending new jolts of electric agony through her. She prayed as she had never prayed before. The torture had to end before she lost her mind it had to!
Tears of pain and humiliation ran from her cheeks as the awful enormity of what was about to happen hit her again and again. He really was going to force his penis fully up her virginal rectum in an act so unspeakable disgusting that she didn't even know it existed. This was the ultimate humiliation as her unwilling body was being punished and used in the most obscene and degrading way possible. She would never live through it wouldn't want to live through it. She could never again face the world after this horror of subjugation. Surely she would die.
Sarah made one last attempt to pull away from the pain-filled finger that was clawing and probing at her anus but it was useless. He planted the palm of his free hand on the small of her back and pushed down cruelly, trapping her between the pillows and the finger that dug brutally into her back passage, expanding it unmercifully as he twisted and turned the fingers in the tight, narrow hole and prepared it for his coming assault with his iron-hard cock.
"Get ready, cunt, here it comes!" he giggled.
As suddenly as he had shoved the finger into her rectum, he pulled it out. It seemed to slip out reluctantly, the elastic ring of the anus clinging to it until it popped out with a slight sucking sound. He forced her legs wider with his knees, dropping his head to her buttocks and licking wetly at the ravaged crevice between them, moistened the tiny hole in preparation for the entry of his enormous cock.
"Go ahead and shake that ass," he snorted, his cruel eyes boring into the puckered and cringing hairless opening. Then, he moved swiftly away from her and positioned himself behind the writhing body.
Sarah felt his hands on her hips, jerking them up until her buttocks were high in the air behind her, waving as if in some obscene invitation to the cruel ravishment that was about to begin. Her anus throbbed in abject helplessness.
"You want it, bitch, you want it!"
His knees pushed her thighs wider apart, the material of his jeans brushing hard against the inside of her tender flesh. She was held wide and helpless, completely at his mercy and she groaned in helpless frustration.
His hands grasped harshly at her hips, holding them steadily in the air as she felt the long, thick cock impress itself in the moist naked slit of her behind. She gasped from the contact. It seemed huge and scaldingly hot! She could never take that into her rectum never! She jerked forward again, attempting to move up the bed away from him.
She was rewarded with a brutal slap on her kidneys.
"Stop it! Goddamnit ... stop it! Lay still or I'll kill you!" Harry shouted, unable to control his raging lusts any longer. He wanted only to shove his pulsating cock deep up into Sarah's ass-hole and fuck into her as she had never been fucked before. All of his patience was gone and he would have killed her at that moment if she frustrated his evil lusts further.
He leaned forward over her back until she couldn't move. She was wide and helpless before the unnatural onslaught of the depraved rapist. She could feel the heated pole of his cock probing hard between her upturned thighs and forcing itself into the damp crevice between her buttocks.
His hands pressed down over her ass-cheeks, his thumbs pressing on either side of the tiny puckered anus stretching it wide. Then, she felt a probing between the thumbs that was hard and rubbery at first and terrified her with its scalding warmth.
NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO! OH GOD ... NOOOOOOOOOO! she screamed soundlessly in a soul-shattering but incoherent groan as she felt the tight resisting pressure-filled nether ring giving way before the unyielding male penis, the tip popping suddenly inside with a jerk.
She was groaning and screaming in earnest now, but the sounds were lost in the tight tape that covered her mouth. There was no one to help her. There was no one in the world all that existed was the excruciating torture of her anus from the animal behind her and the cruel hands pressing her shoulders down onto the bed. There was no escape from the horror and degradation of the depraved attack on her helpless body. The blunt intrusion of his thick cock vibrated through every nerve in her succulent young body, pushing the soft rubbery flesh inside her widely stretched anal passage in great waves of pain before it. Filling her backside ceaselessly as though she were being impaled on the trunk of a huge tree. She groaned again and again as the torture continued and he pressed forward, shoving his penis further and further into her with excited yelps of pleasure.
Her reeling brain was filled with flashes of exploding pain as she struggled frantically to pull herself forward away from the terrible agony of his massive prick. She was impaled like a pig on a gigantic roasting spit and her whole body strained to expel the invading cudgel that was stretching her and threatening to split her apart.
Behind her, Harry was muttering obscenities and gasping with sadistic pleasure. He groaned as he felt his balls slap heavily against her naked trembling buttocks and knew he was in as far as he could go. He paused for a moment and then began to saw rhythmically in and out of the soft depths of her ass-hole, bringing further moans of pain and misery from her tortured, tape-covered lips. The perverse sensations of pure-pleasure in his cock from the madly contracting ass-hole filled him with a sense of mastery that he reveled in and he thrust harder and harder in and out of the ravaged girl's anal opening. He could feel the tiny ridges of her pink, clasping flesh massaging his prick as it withdrew for another vicious lunge and he wished he could relax the weight of his body on her back so that he could visually enjoy the sadistic sight as well as feel it.
The horrible pain was tearing Sarah apart and she had never felt so soiled and debauched in her life and her whole behind felt tortured as he levered up on his knees and began to lunge the full length of his punishing penis deep into her with long smooth strokes. She was dimly away of Harry chuckling to himself and pushing down hard against her back with each brutal stroke the rampaging cock made into her ass-hole, trapping her servile body between the skewering hardened male shaft and the pillows. She was hopelessly held in the kneeling position, painfully bent like an errant slave before its cruel master.
Her body jerked and quivered and her thighs convulsed as an extra hard thrust seared into her tortured ass-hole. She could hear him grunting with pleasure through the silence of the room punctuated only by the obscene sound of his perverted flesh slapping against her helpless body. For the first time in her young life she hated someone enough to kill them! She wanted to destroy him to kill him for the degradation and humiliation he was heaping upon her against her will. In spite of her pain, she clasped tight her anal muscles trying to rip the plunging column of flesh from his body.
"AAAAAAAGGHHHHHHH," he groaned, "Jesus, baby, that's great ... keep it up ... oh Christ, I can't stand it!" His head was thrown back in ecstasy from the warm clasping flesh enveloping his iron-hard cock.
Sarah knew she couldn't stand the indecent sodomizing of her anus much longer. The humiliation was too great for her to bear. Kneeling in total submission to the lewd rapist was too much for her mind her tormented mind to absorb. She had to end it somehow before she lapsed into insanity. Despite the tortured agony he was inflicting on her, Sarah's mind was thinking back to the only sexual experience she had ever had that with
Dan Harkins, her married lover. She remembered how she could sometimes bring him to orgasm more quickly by responding to his feverish thrusting. Could she bring herself to feign passion with this animal? She wondered bitterly. Could she force her brutalized and ravished body to bring him his depraved orgasm quicker and spare herself the awful agony?
Involuntarily, as though her body were a separate entity, she felt herself beginning to move backward to meet the savage forward thrusts of his cock, undulating her hips and swinging her buttocks in tiny rotating circles, clasping his penis tightly with the slight throb of her rectum on the out-stroke. She blushed deeply at the thought of what she was doing even though it was the only way to save her sanity.
Harry felt the sudden change in her movements and groaned, thrusting into her with renewed bursts of savage power. He knew she was his to do with as he wished now. She was a slave kneeling before him and prepared to follow his every wish and command, there was no resistance left in this innocent young piece of lovely flesh impaled on his cock. He would give it to her now as she had never been fucked before and she would love it she was loving it! His irrational mind and lust-charged body surged with feelings of supreme power as he felt the movement of her buttocks and the arching hollows of her back as she worked and ground back into him, her long blonde hair falling over her face and around her neck and back as she squirmed lewdly in front of him.
Nothing she had ever done in her life had been harder for the voluptuous girl. She was turning herself into a whore for the depraved rapist! She was forcing herself to pretend a pleasure in order to get the obscene act over with when all she felt for him was pure naked hatred! She wondered how long she could keep up the pretense and she prayed that it would be over soon. The pain was almost unbearable and her face rolled from side to side on the mattress, her face flushed and burning with the intensity of her effort and the embarrassment she felt for herself. She bucked and churned her body beneath him, feeling he was nearing his end, grunting and groaning out her encouragement to him and pleading with the motions of her buttocks for him to end it and fill her behind with the hot sperm of his orgasm.
Harry was wild with a renewed desire and from his own irrational thoughts. No longer was he a lowly janitor unnoticed by the world unable to find sexual relief except in his pornographic photographs and in the savage attacks on helpless women. In his deranged mind he was master now complete ruler of this beautiful young girl able to make her serve him as he wished! The whole world was his for the taking he could have any cunt he wanted! He had proved it tonight! What had begun as a brutal ass-rape had turned into a wild orgy of sexual delight for him with the voluptuous Sarah Watkins fucking back at him like an unchained demon!
He began to ram into her rapidly and savagely hard and deep, battering her quivering buttocks with his pelvis. He gripped the tops of her thighs with his fingers, squeezing with all of his might to pull her back over his expanding cock like slipping a tight sleeve over an over-sized arm. His eyes bulged widely at the spectacle of her young body bucking in front of him and the sadistic desire to hurt her rippled through him as he lunged forward with a mighty thrust that seared up her stretched anus like fire. He would punish her for all the hurt that had ever been inflicted on him by the world!
"AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!" she groaned piteously. Before the sound had escaped her throat he dug into her again, this time even more brutally. "AAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEEE!"
With the last half-scream, half-groan, Sarah could feel in her agony that the giant tormenting staff was growing even bigger and expanding more than she believed possible. She thought it would never stop it was killing her stretching the muscles of her ass-hole beyond human endurance.
"You like it, don't you, you fucking cunt?" Harry screamed at her, saliva dripping down his chin and mingling with the heavy sweat from his forehead. His eyes were wild and he was unable to focus from the tremendous pressure he felt racing up through his pendulous balls that slapped brutally against Sarah's inner thighs. "By God, you've never been fucked this good before, have you?"
The terrified young blonde ignored his questions, praying that the awful assault would soon be over. The blunt instrument of his massive penis was shuddering through every straining nerve of her rectal passage with racking torrents of pain. Her eyes overflowed with tears as she moaned in total submission, knowing that she had no choice.
Harry Appleton suddenly lifted his weight from her back and pushed himself erect, his eyes going immediately to the erotic spot between her ass-cheeks where his huge cock rammed in and out of her cringing anus. He could see the thick sinking prick rasping in and out, pulling the rubbery inner walls of her rectal passage outward when he withdrew, and pushing them inward viciously as he lunged forward.
The brutal rapists lust-crazed moaning signaled that the end was nearing and it gave Sarah the courage to continue. She began to move faster, knowing that she had to hurry before he mined her life forever with the awful stretching of her ravaged anus. She ground back against him, clasping her anal muscles and milking the juices of his sperm toward the end of his pummeling rod.
The tight ropes were painfully chafing her wrists and ankles as he drove her back and forth with his crushing cock, and Sarah knew that the tender flesh was being rubbed off them.
Instinctively his hips began to churn even faster and he jammed his massive throbbing cock viciously into her hairless, wide-stretched rectum, squeezing and tearing at the soft flesh of her thighs with his fingers. His cheeks were puffed and flushed as he fought for breath and more strength to prolong his sadistic rape of her ass-hole.
Oh God, make it he over soon! she pleaded silently. Hurry, come now! I can't stand it any more! Come now! Her whole convulsing body was being consumed in a sheet of liquid pain and her eyes bulged from the brutality of his renewed assault.
Then, mercifully, a loud choking came from deep in his belly and he lunged forward with one soul-shattering thrust, sinking his jerking penis as far as it would go into her ravaged little hole and began spilling the scalding white sticky juices of his come deep, deep into her rectum. His whole body was shaking and trembling spastically as floods of the heated male semen flooded her dark fleshy insides, until with a coughing sound in his throat, he collapsed in a limp heap and lay exhausted on her back, forcing her down onto the mattress.
Groaning with relief, Sarah felt the huge slimy cock slip out of her ass-hole with a loud sucking sound. It's over! she told herself happily, it's all over! But her relief was short-lived as she felt him lift himself off her body and collapse on the bed next to her his disgusting limp penis next to her mouth. He was propped on his elbows staring down at her and smiling an evil grin.
"Liked that, didn't you, bitch? I could tell, baby. I can always tell!" he chortled insanely, reaching down to hold her face when she tried desperately to turn away from the obscene and snake-like penis that was only inches from her taped mouth. "Well, I got another treat for you ... I'm going to let you suck my cock!"
As the horrible words echoed around her reeling brain and her eyes widened with renewed terror, Sarah began to scream through the tape that covered her mouth.
Then, just when she knew her tortured brain would take no more of the sadistic cruelty, she felt her whole body go limp and an inky darkness descend over her.
From somewhere in the deep recesses of her mind a protective mechanism had been triggered and she was mercifully unconscious.
Harry watched with mounting irritation as her eyes closed and her limbs settled lifelessly on the mattress. "Fucking bitch," he cried out, slapping her across the face with his hands. "I ain't done with you yet! Oh no, baby, I ain't half finished with you!"
Grinning insanely, he snaked his body down until he was kneeling behind her again. He pulled her ass-cheeks apart and giggled at the sight of her torn and bleeding rectal opening, cringing involuntarily as the flesh separated. The puckered little hole was oozing strings of white sticky semen his semen!
Sarah's smooth white ass was still elevated from the pillows that he had shoved under her stomach and he reveled in the sight of her ravaged body. Suddenly, without even being aware of what he was doing, he plunged his heated face down into the valley between her half-moons and began licking wildly at the torn and bruised flesh, moaning and gulping wildly at the same time.