Chapter 8
Debbie was seated in the front seat of her father's pick-up truck. It was the first time she had been out of the house since her father had first tied her up. The bright sun was hurting her eyes. She thought that the town didn't even look the same. Everything had changed.
"I'll be back in a few moments," her father said. "Now don't you go away."
"That's a laugh," she said.
Her father had made absolutely sure that she wasn't going anywhere. He had tied ropes around her ankles and then fastened the ropes to a ring in the floor board of the truck. One of her arms was handcuffed to the seat.
Also her father knew how proud she was. She would never have gotten out of the truck wearing the outfit he had chosen for her. She didn't mind showing off her body but not so obviously. She was wearing a simple print skirt that was very old-fashioned. It was short and tight and left little to the imagination. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Her shoulder length red hair was tied back with a ribbon. Her face was scrubbed so that she looked like a little girl-except for her big tits and her obviously big ripe nipples.
"I just want to pick up a pint or two," Ralph said. "I'll be back in a wink."
She watched her father walk up to the grocery store and she leaned back. A lot had happened to her lately, a lot of things she didn't want to remember. But there had also been some nice things. She had already realized that she was going to be one of those girls who loved to fuck. She wouldn't be able to help herself. She was just going to have to control her hungers.
Of course, she had already decided that nobody was ever going to know what her no father had done to her. She had thought about going to the police but she knew she wouldn't be able to stand their lewd looks and accusations. And all of her friends would soon know about it.
She couldn't allow that to happen.
She reached up and turned on the radio when she suddenly realized that someone was standing by the window. She turned her head and grinned at Bill. He was the last person in the entire world she wanted to see.
"Hi, Debbie!" he said. "I haven't seen you around in a while."
"I've been busy," Debbie said.
Bill looked a little unhappy. "What's the matter, Debbie? Have I done something?"
"You haven't done anything," Debbie snapped. "I've just been busy. I can't talk now. I'm waiting on my father."
"You are mad at me about something," Bill said.
"I'm not mad," Debbie said. "Just go on and leave me alone right now."
She had always been able to twist Bill around her little fingers. She knew he would go on and leave her alone, but he would come back when she needed a date. It was a shame he was such a nice person. It bothered her to treat him this way-but only a little.
"Aren't you going to tell me what I did?" Bill asked.
"You didn't do anything. Now please go away."
But Bill didn't go away. Instead he walked around to the other side of the truck. For a moment she didn't understand what he was doing. Then he was opening the door and she knew he was getting into the car with her.
"You get out of here, damn it!" she said.
It was already too late. Bill was in the truck with her. He gasped for breath as he saw the chains on her arm and ankle. He also couldn't seem to take his eyes off the way her tight print dress clung to her shapely tits.
"Damn," he said softly.
"Will you please get out of the truck?" she asked.
"I've never seen you like this before," he answered her. "Why are you all tied up."
"Get out of the truck."
"Answer me first."
She had never heard the demanding quality in his voice before. She looked at him curiously. Perhaps he was like one of those animals that can sense when something is hurt or wounded. He was sensing that she was in trouble and he could smell sex all around her.
"It's kind of a game," she said.
"Oh? Do you enjoy those kind of games?"
"It's none of your business!" she said. "Now please get out of the truck."
"I don't think so," he said.
He was looking at her in a way she didn't like. A moment later Ralph returned. She thought her father might be angry but instead he seemed glad to see Bill. He shook the boy's hand and grinned at Debbie.
"Nice to see you, Bill," he said. "Say, you wouldn't mind keeping an eye on Debbie for a while, would you? I've got an appointment over at the bank. I forgot about it until just this minute."
"I wouldn't mind at all," Bill said. There was a husky sound in his voice.
"I didn't think you would. I think you'll find that those chains are long enough for her to move anywhere in the truck. And here are the keys. You can leave the truck in that deserted alley behind the drugstore."
Debbie gasped. It was obvious what her father was doing and she didn't like it at all. She could feel her heart pounding as Bill started the truck. He drove carefully and parked the truck behind the drugstore, just as he had been instructed to do. Then he turned toward Debbie with a lewd grin.
"Don't come near me," she said.
"Come on, Debbie," Bill said. "I didn't understand before. I always thought you were Miss Prim And Proper. I just didn't understand what kind of games you were into."
She had one hand free and she tired to fight with it. She tired to claw his face but he caught her hand in his strong grip. He moved closer to her. She could smell his husky odor as he pressed her back against the door.
"I've always dreamed about having you like this, Debbie," Bill said. "I just never thought I'd get the chance."
"Please leave me alone," she said.
She didn't want it to happen but somehow she knew that it would. He kissed her mouth and his hard tongue probed at her lips. She wouldn't open them. He drew back and his face was angry. He balled up his fist and hit her in the stomach. She gasped for breath. This time she opened her mouth when he kissed her. She sucked at his tongue. It was going deep down her throat. She almost gagged on it a couple of times but she kept sucking.
"You sweet bitch," he said. "You sweet fucking bitch! Now I'm going to see those tits."
He started to rip her dress down the front but she stopped him and begged him to let her undo it. He consented and she undid the buttons down the front of her dress. Then he impatiently pulled the two halves apart and revealed her creamy tits.
"Beautiful," he said, licking his lips, "fucking beautiful!"
He put both hands over her tits. He held onto them tightly and started rubbing his fingers across her nipples. Debbie didn't like the way her nipples suddenly got hard.
He bent down and took one of the rosy hard nipples into his mouth. There was a tingling sensation through her body as his lips covered one nipple. He sucked on it gently and she groaned.
"Please don't do that," she whispered. "Don't do that to me. I'm a good girl."
"Sure you are, baby," Bill said.
She could tell he didn't believe that. He sucked hard at her titty until he had gobbled as much of her titty-flesh into his mouth as he could. She put her free hand on his head, as if to push him away, but instead she found herself stroking his hair.
"You can't do this," she whispered. "Someone might come along. Someone might see us."
He didn't answer. He was kept busy sucking at her titty. He started moving his hot lips us from one of her titties to the other. He sucked and bit at her hot titty. Each sucking motion of his lips sent another shiver through her.
He finally moved his head back. She knew what he was going to do as his eyes swept down her body. He reached down and jerked up the bottom of her skirt. His face looked hot as he looked down at her red-fringed cunt. He reached down and pulled at his stiff cock.
"Shit, baby, you're something else," he said. "You're the best-looking piece of ass I've ever seen!"
He bent down to suck at her titties again. He started nuzzling at her nipple with his mouth. At the same time he moved his hand up the insides of her creamy thighs. She opened her legs for him and he touched her pussy mound. She knew she should feel guilty but his stroking fingers sent shivers through her.
He kept his fingers out of her cunt for a long time. He seemed content to suck at her tits while he stroked her hot pussy lips. Finally she gasped as he shoved two fingers into her cunt.
"Oh damn," she moaned. "Oh damn, I hate you. I hate you, but that feels good!"
She lifted her knees lightly as his fingers started driving deeper into her pussy mound. Her father was right. There was just enough chain for her to move around in the seat. She could spread her legs for a man's cock but she couldn't go very far.
She knew she was going to hate herself but she could not control her actions with Bill. His hot fingers stroked her pussy and made her feel like her body was burning up. She found herself moving her ass in response to his thrusting fingers.
"That's nice," she gasped. "Oh damn, that is nice. Move your fingers a little faster, baby!"
She was gasping for breath. There were already fires in her belly and he knew it. He kept his fingers working inside her for a few moments longer and then he stopped. He wasn't ready for her to come yet.
He backed up in the seat. He took her free hand and pressed her fingers against his rock-hard prick. His prick felt like it was going to tear her body in half. She let her fingertips run up and down his prick for a moment.
"Take it out, baby," he said. "Take my cock out. My fucking cock is so hot and hard!"
Later she could tell herself that she did this against her will. At that moment all she could think about was feeling his naked cock in her fingers. She found the zipper and pulled it down. Her hand slipped inside and she found his rigid cock stuffed in his shorts. Slowly her hand slipped inside his shorts and she found his prick rock-hard and sweaty.
"You are so fucking hard," she groaned. "Your cock feels so damned hard!"
He was trying to help her. In a few moments he had pulled his trousers and shorts down. She wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock. She slowly moved her fingers up and down the length of his prick. Some of his cum spilled out on her fingers.
"Your cock feels so hot and hard," she whispered. "I know you're going to fill my pussy with it!"
Bill pushed her back on the seat brutally. He climbed on top of her and his rigid cock was pressed against her cunt opening. He didn't shove it in her right away. Instead he wrapped his fingers around his cock and started moving his cockhead up and down the entrance to her cunt.
"You've got a sweet pussy, baby," he said. "I've wanted it for a long time. Now I'm going to have some of your sweet ass!"
She reached down and grabbed his throbbing prick. She tried to pull his cock inside herself but he wouldn't move. Instead he kept moving his cockhead up and down the entrance to her wet cunt. "Go ahead," she said. "Get it over with. You want to do it so bad. Do it!"
"What's the matter, Baby?" he asked. "Are you all hot and bothered? Can't you wait?"
The bastard was teasing her! What made matters worse was that she wanted it so bad. Her pussy was aching. Again she moved her ass but he wouldn't put his cock inside her.
"Give it to me, damn you," Debbie whispered. "Why are you waiting? Give me your cock. Please!"
That was the magic word. He had really humiliated her by making her beg him. Now he shoved his hard prick all the way into her snug cunt. She gasped as his powerful cock hit bottom. He pulled back and stabbed it into her again.
"I can't believe I'm really fucking you!" Bill said. "I've wanted your pussy for so long. I can't believe I've got my cock in your hot cunt!"
He stopped for a moment as if he was getting used to the feeling of her tight cunt. She was no longer in control of her body. Her body was making jerking movements as the heat in her pussy started to growl.
"Go ahead and fuck me, damn you! I'm hot all over. My skin is crawling!"
He began fucking her with hard, deep strokes. His balls slapped her with every thrust. It almost seemed like his cock was getting into her belly with each stroke.
Then Debbie did something she'd never done before. She reached between them and she started stroking his balls. He shuddered with joy and started fucking her faster.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "Your pussy feels fine. Your fucking cunt feels so damn fine!"
He was fucking her like an animal. He was biting her neck as he rammed his cock into her as hard as he could. She knew she wasn't going to last long. Already sweet fires were tearing up her body.
"I'm going to come," she groaned. "Oh shit, I can't help it. My body's on fire. I can't stop shaking. Shiiiit!"
It shook her body with a series of explosions. Even as the last spasms were going through her body, she could feel Bill fucking her even harder. He was driving his cock powerfully into her tight pussy. Already his cum was leaking.
"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned. "Fucking shit. I'm going to blow my wad. Oh shit, baby, Mother fuuuuck!"
His prick went deep into her belly and he stopped. His prick was growing inside her. m
Then his cum started to spurt in jerking movements. She kept moving her ass until the last of his cum spurted into her and even then she kept squeezing his cock for the last few thick drops.
"You're turning into quite a hot cunt, baby," he said.
And she knew it was true.