Chapter 3
There was a police car parked at the curb when Linda was brought outside. Her first thought was to yell for help and she started to call out when she felt the hard steel pressed against her spine and she knew he was holding the knife.
"Now you just keep walking and smiling, bitch," he said. "One wrong move and I'm going to hurt you bad!"
She couldn't find the courage to call out. She was sure Eddie meant what he said. So she didn't say anything at all. She just kept the grim smile on her face as he walked her across the parking lot to the back door of the cafe. He pushed her ahead of him.
"Go to your right," he said. "Go down the stairs."
She wanted to run, she wanted to scream, but she could find the strength to do neither. Instead she did just as she was told. She turned right and she started walking down the long stairs. It was dark down at the bottom of the stairs. He turned the light on.
"This will be your new home for a while, baby," he said.
She looked around in horror. She had never imagined such a place even in her wildest nightmares! Pictures of naked men and women in crude sexual acts covered the walls. There was plush red carpet on the floor and in one corner of the room there was a cage. It was shiny, like brass, and it hung suspended from the ceiling. In another corner of the room there was a huge brass bed. Along one wall there were numerous whips and chains.
"What is this place?" she asked.
"It's sort of a private club," he answered her. "Don't worry. You'll grow to like this place. Your sister did."
"Never," she said. "You'd better back up right now. You're in trouble enough. You're going to go to jail for what you've already done. You'd better be careful!"
She had gone too far. She could see the anger in his face but he didn't stop smiling. Instead he twisted her around and pushed her face against one of the walls. He pushed the knife around until it was placed at her throat.
"Now you just relax, baby," he told her. "One wrong move and you'll get your pretty throat cut!"
She couldn't say anything. She couldn't move. She was frozen with terror as he took one of her arms and lifted it above her head. He clamped something around her wrist then did the same with her other hand. She hadn't even noticed the roof until he stepped away and she was forced to look up.
He had attached her wrists to a chain that was hooked over a rafter in the ceiling. The other end of the chain was fastened to some kind of gadget. He walked over and stood beside it, always smiling.
"Let's see how tough you are, bitch," he said. "You do think you're pretty tough. You think the world owes you something because you've got such a classy-looking body and family money. Well, let's see how tough you are."
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
He pushed a button on the machine. At first she didn't understand what was happening but she found out soon enough. The pressure on her wrists grew unbearable and she found herself being lifted off the floor. The machine was taking up slack on the chain and in a few moments she was two inches off the floor and her wrists were burning with pain.
"Just how do you like having your feet off the floor, baby?" he asked.
Linda screamed in agony. She wasn't tough. She had never had a strong tolerance for pain. It felt like her wrists were being pulled out of her arms but she could do nothing except twist in the air.
"It's all right if you scream, baby," he said. "The place is soundproof. Holler all you want. I like to hear my women scream!"
There were tears streaming down her cheeks. She thought that she couldn't stand anymore but the worst was yet to come. He walked over to her and started feeling her body up. His hands caressed her ass-cheeks and then slid between her legs. He hadn't let her put her panties back on and his hand touched her naked pussy.
"Stop that, damn you," she said.
"You're going to have to learn to love it," he told her. "It'll make things easier on you.
Besides, you've got such a nice cunt. It's a shame to waste it!"
She wasn't prepared for what he did next. He didn't allow her to take her skirt off. Instead he reached up and grabbed it by the hem and ripped it down. She knew her skirt was no longer any good. He flipped her around and ripped open the front of her blouse. Her buttons popped off and he kept ripping at the blouse until it was in shreds and her big, lush tits were freed.
"Damn shame to hide that body," he said. "You've got such a beautiful fucking body. It's a damn shame to hide it!"
He leaned forward and kissed one of her rose-red nipples. He opened his mouth and sucked her erect nipple into his mouth. He let his teeth graze her nipple. Linda had had enough and she tried to kick him but he moved away just in time.
"You stupid bitch!" he said. "You just don't learn."
He walked over to the other wall where the whips were hanging. She couldn't believe what he was doing as he uncurled one whip and walked over to her again. He drew his hand back and then snapped the whip forward. The end snapped her ass-cheek.
"Oh damn!" she said. "Don't do that.
Damn!"
He was laughing as he swung the belt, cracking it against her ass louder and louder. She cursed him and begged him to stop but he wouldn't. He kept swinging the belt until there were tears flowing down her cheeks.
Linda could do nothing but try to move away from the swinging belt. It seemed like an eternity before he started getting tired. Finally, he stopped swinging the belt. She could do nothing but sob quietly.
"You bastard," she whimpered. "You filthy bastard. What right do you have to treat me this way?"
"Every right, bitch," he said. "I own you now. Your ass belongs to me. I own you for as long as I want to keep you. You're going to do anything I want. I may let you downstairs before it's done. Wouldn't you like that? You could shake those big tits for the men downstairs."
"You're a sick animal," she said.
"Maybe you want another hit with the belt?" he suggested.
He drew his hand back and she cringed. He scared her to death. He laughed and put the whip down. He went back over to the machine and let her down but he didn't release her. He walked over and put his arms around her. One of his hands slipped down and pushed between her legs.
"Open your legs, cunt," he said.
"No," she whispered.
She didn't want him to touch her. She couldn't believe that his cock was actually hard and pressing against her ass-cheeks from behind. She had thought a man took a little longer to get hard again. She remembered how he had rammed his cock between her legs and she thought she was going to be sick.
"Open your fucking cunt legs, bitch!" he said.
He pushed a hand between her legs. She kept fighting but it did no good. Her legs were forced open and his hand slipped up to her cunt. He cupped her pussy and then drove two fingers up into her cunt. It caught her by surprise and she gasped.
"You liked that, didn't you?" he asked.
"You fucking animal!" she said.
He just laughed as he started moving his fingers around inside her pussy. She tried to buck away from him but quickly found that she was only increasing his excitement. Every movement of her body made her naked ass rub against his prick.
"Don't stop moving, baby," he said. "Keep shaking that ass for me. I thought I taught you better than that already!"
One of his hands circled her neck and she knew what was coming. She didn't have to wait for her windpipe to be choked. She started moving her ass in that obscene motion that rubbed her ass against his stiff cock.
"Oh yeah, baby," he said. "That's what I like. You just keep moving that sweet ass of yours!"
He worked another rough finger into her cunt, moving his fingers in and out quickly and she knew her pussy juices were starting to flow. She had played with herself before but it had never been like this. He seemed to know what parts of her body were the most sensitive. She thought she was going to faint from the sudden electric spark as his finger brushed her clitty.
"Oh yeah, bitch," he said. "You can be nice when you want to be!"
Another rough finger slipped into her cunt. He was working his fingers in and out quickly but it was just like the last time. She was going to fight him. She was going to control the hungers of her body. He wasn't going to destroy her pride.
"That's all right, baby," Eddie said. "You just keep fighting it. It'll make it that much sweeter when you give in!"
He pushed another finger into her cunt. He had four fingers in her cunt and he was moving them in and out quickly. It made her knees feel weak. He pushed her tighter against the wall and his fingers kept roughly thrusting in and out of her cunt.
She wouldn't give in. She closed her eyes and she thought of all the awful things that had happened in her life and she was determined not to give in. He grew impatient with his fingers. He finally pulled them out of her.
"So you want to play rough, bitch," he said angrily. "Well, there is more than one way to play rough!"
He left her standing there while he stepped back and unhooked her from the chain. He moved her over to the bed and made her kneel by it while he chained her arms above her head again. He pulled at her until she was in the position he wanted her. Her face was on the bed but the rest of her body was on the floor and her ass was in the air.
"I'll teach you about rough, baby," he told her. "I'll teach you a game you won't forget!"
She could turn her head to look at him. He was undressing completely. He hadn't been completely naked before but now she could see his hard, muscular body. She also had a good look at his huge cock waving at her like some kind of ancient weapon. She turned her head away. She wouldn't look at it.
"You bitch," he said. "You want it rough. You're going to get it fucking rough!"
He had her in a position where he had to barely kneel to push his prick against her cunt from behind. She steeled herself for the penetration of his big cock. It had hurt her before and she knew it would do the same this time. Instead he didn't put it into her as fast as she thought he would.
"Just to get you warmed up a little," he told her. "That's all I'm doing right now!"
He reached around and started stroking her titties again. He moved forward so that his prick was rubbing the entrance to her cunthole. He moved his prick up and down the entrance to her cunt. There was a pounding sensation in her belly. Her cunt began to tingle. She tried keeping her body stiff by thinking about other things, disgusting things. It was working.
"Now to feel a little more of that pussy, baby," he said.
"Just get it over with," she said. "I don't have any choice but you can just get it over with!"
She could tell that he was a little bit frustrated and angry at the cold way she was acting but that was fine with her. She knew she had to give him her body but she would keep her emotions cold. She wouldn't be treated like an animal.
"All right, bitch," he said.
He didn't give her anymore warning. He thrust his cock deep into her pussy with one brutal movement. His prick filled her still sore and sensitive pussy. She had been a virgin only a few minutes before and now her cunt was getting fucked again. It didn't seem fair.
"Oh yeah, baby," he said. "You've got a good pussy. Good, tight fucking pussy!"
He started fucking her, fucking her slowly, his hands playing with her tits again. The snug pressure of his cock filled her completely and he wasn't pulling much of his cock out of her. This fucking was different than the first. He didn't seem to be in a hurry and he seemed to be taking all the time in the world.
"I want to hear the words, bitch," he said. "I want to hear you talk about it. Tell me how much you like my cock."
"You sick bastard," she said.
She couldn't say anything else because her words were cut off by pain. He had started squeezing her tits again. He made flame run through her body and she almost blacked out from the pain.
"I want to hear the fucking words, bitch," he said. "Use them. Say fuck and cunt and fuck-hole for me. Say every dirty word you know!"
He kept squeezing her tits until she knew she would have to do as he wanted. She was being reduced to some kind of animal. She hated this man, hated doing what he wanted. He wanted her like an animal.
"Say it, bitch," he said.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck, suck, cunt, whore. I'm saying it for you. Stop hurting me. I'm saying it, you bastard!"
The words kept ringing in her head and it seemed as dirty as anything she had ever done. It was so obscene that she felt her pussy starting to throb again. She wanted to stop thinking about fucking. She wanted to stop the sudden tingles that were going through her body.
"Stop, you bastard!" she said.
He stopped hurting her titties and started fucking her a little slower. He seemed determined to drive his prick all the way up into her belly. His fat cockhead was stretching her pussy apart each time he thrust in.
"You ought not to fight so much, baby," he told her. "You're going to enjoy your stay here a lot more if you don't fight so damned much. Just lay back and enjoy, babe!"
The words she had spoken kept coming back to her. She had never used them before and she felt sick about using them. She was getting more and more depraved and yet there was still that tingling sensation that she didn't understand. Surely she couldn't be enjoying parts of this?
"Oh shit, baby," he said. "It's starting to feel really good. Now I want you to start pushing your ass up. Suck at my cock with your tight fucking cunt!"
He gave her warning that he meant what he said by squeezing her throat and she did as he wanted. She started lifting her ass up high to take his cock as deep as she could. She started squeezing his prick with her cunt walls. She knew she wouldn't come this time but she was doing her best to make him come quickly.
"That's the way, bitch," he groaned. "Now I want to hear the words again. Tell me what a hot little cunt you are!"
"I'm a hot little cunt," she whispered, tears filling her eyes. "I'm your hot little cunt. Fuck me with your big cock. Put it in me deep. Fuck me hard. I'm a hot little cunt!"
She kept saying all the filthy things she had ever heard in her life and it was turning him on even more. His hands gripped her titties so tightly that she thought he was going to tear them off. His fingers stroked her nipples. They were already hard and tender, like her pussy. There was an aching in her body that she didn't understand.
"Move your ass faster, baby," he groaned.
"I'm almost there!"
She pushed her ass back a little faster and some of his jism was dripping into her cunt. She knew he was almost there. She was glad he was finished. She knew he would soon be shooting his hot cum into her cunt and she didn't care. Just as long as it got over with.
He surprised her when he stopped fucking her pussy. He pulled his stiff cock out of her pussy and she turned around to look at him in surprise. He walked up to sit beside her on the bed, his hard cock just inches from her face.
"I'm going to teach you about cum, bitch," he said. "I'm going to work on your complexion. They say that cum is good for the skin!"
He laughed savagely then moved forward until the tip of his cock was rubbing against her cheek. Some of his cum left a wet streak down the side of her face. She turned her face away.
"Don't turn your face away from me, bitch," he said.
He grabbed her hair and made her turn back around. He held her face in place as he started stroking his cock. She was looking right into the tiny eye where she knew his cum would come gushing out.
"Get ready, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to give you a fucking bath in my cum!"
His cum was dripping on her head and he was moving forward so that some of it dripped into her hair. He was laughing all the time. His big red prick had never looked so monstrous to her before.
"Oh yeah, bitch," he groaned. "Oh fucking yeah. I'm going to shoot my wad. Oh shit yeah. Oh shiiiiit!"
He screamed again as his cum started shooting out of the tiny eye and splashing against her face. She closed her eyes quickly but she could still feel his wet, sticky cum running down the sides of her face. It was in her hair and she could even feel it clinging to her eyelids. She could smell nothing but his salty cum. She really did feel like she had taken a bath in it.
"There, bitch," he said. "Keep that on your face for a while. Maybe it'll remind you of just what a cunt you are!"