Chapter 2
Her hands were tightly bound behind her. She was blindfolded. She was not sure where she was except that she was getting a very bumpy ride.
Susan shuddered as she thought about what had already happened to her. She had been saving herself for her husband. That was a laugh. Her precious cherry had been taken from her almost as if the men had been unconcerned about it.
The ambulance came to a stop.
She looked around in the darkness but there was no glimmer of light. She shivered. It was getting cold.
She did not know how long she had been waiting, but suddenly the back doors of the truck opened. She was given no chance to say anything.
A rough hand reached in and grabbed a piece of her tattered blouse.
"Out of the truck, bitch!"
She was dragged out the back of the truck and thrown to the ground. She skinned her knees. She tried to get up but a boot on the back of her neck kept her in place. She could not even look up as her face was pressed into the ground.
"I'm your master, bitch! I'm going to teach you a few tricks you'll need to know for your husband."
"For my husband?" she asked.
"Yeah. You were supposed to get married. Well, I'm going to teach you how a man-likes to be served.'
"Please, leave me alone!" she whispered.
"You stupid cunt! Look at me!"
He took his boot off her neck. He reached down and grabbed a thick handful of her hair and twisted her head back so that she could look up at him.
Susan had never seen anyone like him before. He was monstrous. He was bigger than either of the men who had grabbed her. His chest was huge and he wore nothing but a pair of tight-fitting shorts. He had massive arms and thighs, like a weight-lifter's.
He held her head and twisted back a little more until it was hurting her. She was forced to look at his face.
He licked his lips like a hungry savage about to devour a meal. "You're a cunt. You're nothing but a cunt who's going to get her fuck-hole filled more times than she knows how to turn."
Susan felt sick to her stomach. She felt helpless in the grips of this powerful-looking man. It looked as if his arms could crush her anytime he wanted.
He grinned.
"What are you going to do with me?" she gasped.
"I'm going to fuck you blind." Now the man reached down and ripped her torn blouse to shreds. He twisted her tit savagely and made her cry out in pain.
"A big tit, baby," he said. "I like a woman with a big pair of tits."
He kept twisting her tits until she was begging for him to stop.
Finally he pushed her back away from him. "Take everything off! Strip all the way down. I want to see what a bitch's body looks like."
"Please don't do anything else to me," she whispered. "Why are you doing this to me?"
She was crying out in humiliation and rage. She had never been treated this way in her life, and she wasn't going to stand for it.
He was grinning again. He reached down and caught her by her hair. He twisted until she thought her neck was going to break. Then he spit into her face and knocked her back down again. He took off his big belt.
He started whipping her with the belt. She had never been whipped before and she kept crying out for him to stop. She started promising him that she would take her clothes off. She would have promised him anything.
He reached down and untied her hands.
"Good, bitch," he said, "Strip!"
She didn't want to do it, but she hurriedly stripped off her clothes. Now she was naked in front of the stranger and there was no part of her body that he didn't look at.
He grabbed her hand. He wrapped the buckle end of his belt around her hand and pulled it tight. He dragged her to her feet and over to a tree. He made her sit down again.
"Play with yourself like you do at home," he said. "Put your fingers inside your cunt. I want to see you."
"I couldn't do that," she whispered, fearfully.
He raised the belt, and now she knew she would have to do it. She quickly moved one hand up between her legs. She started stroking her cunt lips gingerly.
"Do what I fucking tell you! Play with your cunt like you're a whore in heat! Do it now!"
She looked up at him with frightened eyes. She shrugged her shoulders and spread her legs a little wider. She pushed two fingers inside her pussy and began to work them in and out.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Now you're acting like the cunt I always knew you were."
"Please," she begged. "I'll do anything you want. Only don't hurt me."
She had never thought she would be put into a position where she would beg any man for anything, but the marks of the belt were still fresh on her body and she knew this man was capable of doing a lot worse things.
"That's right, bitch," he smiled. "Play with that cunt like you do at home."
Susan was too nervous to get excited. Her cunt was a little sore from the brutal fucking she had gotten. She was frightened, but she kept moving her fingers inside her cunt. She didn't want this man to get angry again.
"You're a cunt and I'm your master," he explained. "You'd better learn that quick or you're going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble."
She put another finger in her cunt, and she was surprised to feel that her cunt was getting a little bit juicy. Her fingers worked deeper into her cunt, and there was that nice feeling that she had sometimes gotten in the privacy of her own bedroom.
She fought against the feeling. She didn't want to feel them now with this man looking on.
"That's enough," he said. She stopped thrusting her fingers into her pussy.
He took her hand and pressed it against the front of his trousers.
"What's that, bitch? I want to hear the word. You understand me. Don't be shy."
"It's your c-cock," she stammered.
"Take it out, bitch. Take it out before it gets too cramped and uncomfortable. Hurry up, you cum-sucking cunt!"
Her nervous fingers pulled at the zipper of his trousers. In a few moments she was able to reach inside. She closed her fingers around his swollen cock staff and carefully pulled it out of his trousers. She had never seen a cock up close. Now her heart pounded as she stared at it.
His cock was long and purplish and as hard as oak. She was frightened of it, and yet there was also a growing curiosity and excitement in just looking at it.
"Put your hands on it, bitch," he said. "Play with it. Treat my cock nice!"
She moved her fingers up around the base of his cock. She used her other hand to stroke his balls. Almost immediately a thick drop of cum dotted the end of his enormous cock. Her hand felt sticky and she drew it back quickly.
"Put your fucking hand back, bitch! I didn't tell you to move it!"
She wrapped her fingers back around his cock again. She started moving her hand slowly up and down because she knew he would enjoy that.
"That's nice, baby," he said. "You keep doing that for a while. Make it hard as rock for when I stick it into your pussy!"
She caressed his big cock. She slipped her hand up and down his cockshaft and more of his cum leaked out the tip and over her fingers. Her hand felt sticky and the smell of his cum seemed to fill her senses.
She beat his cock harder. Her hand moved up and down quickly as she kept rubbing her fingers back and forth across his rigid cock-head.
He stood over her with his belt ready. She knew he would strike if she showed any hesitation.
"That's the way, bitch," he said. "You're learning fast. You're going to be easy to teach!"
She didn't know about that. All she knew was her fear and her eagerness to please him. She was trying to beat his meat with both hands and his prick was growing inside the wet circle of her fingers. Her hand started feeling slippery with sweat and leaking jism.
"Enough," he said.
She stopped immediately.
He stepped away from her. Then he went back and got the rope he had taken off her earlier. He brought it back to her and motioned for her to stand up.
"Please," she gasped. "You don't have to tie me up anymore."
"Shut your fucking mouth, bitch!"
He told her to put her arms around the tree and she obeyed.
He tied her tightly so that her ass was uncomfortably pressed against the hard bark of the tree. She watched him as he went over to the truck. He undressed slowly, never taking his eyes off her. He had a lean, tough body. His cock was long and thick and now she got a good look at his balls.
It looked as if his swollen cock would tear her apart if he pushed it inside her. She knew she was only seconds away from getting fucked again.
He walked over to her, pressing his body against hers. The bark of the tree scraped her ass.
"I like a woman to know her place," he said. "A woman's place is with her mouth open and her legs spread for a man. Any man. Do you know your place, bitch?"
"Yes," she answered him.
"I hope so, bitch," he said. "For your sake."
She shivered. She didn't like anything about this man, but she knew she was going to have to be nice to him if she ever wanted to escape.
He bent down and touched his lips to her pink nipple. It caught her completely by surprise and she shivered. Her tits were sensitive, and just the touch of his lips sent shivers through her body.
His hot mouth opened, and he seemed to be trying to suck all of her nipple and hot titty-flesh into his mouth. Her body responded even though she fought against the feelings. She kept telling herself it was wrong to feel this way.
"Relax, baby. You're so tense. You're so fucking uptight. You should learn to relax and enjoy it."
"Why don't you just do it like those others?" she screamed. "Just fuck me and get it over with!"
He laughed, and she could tell that he was in no hurry. He started moving his lips from one tit to the other. His wet mouth covered one nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth. Then he moved his lips to her other nipple.
"Don't do that!" she gasped. "Oh, please don't do that!"
"What's the matter, baby? Are you afraid you're going to like it?"
"I could never like it, you bastard!"
But she was lying to him, and she was afraid of these new feelings that overwhelmed her body. She felt tingly all over. She couldn't move away from his hot sucking mouth.
He slid one hand up her body and started stroking her other tit. At the same time he sucked harder on the one in his mouth. He seemed to be trying to suck her titty off. She didn't like the sensations that came to her cunt. She tried to think of other things, but she couldn't concentrate.
"Just relax and enjoy it," he said, smiling.
He moved his free hand down her body, and she knew where it was going. He traced an outline on her thighs. She tried to keep her thighs tightly together, but his stroking fingers seemed to relax her a little more.
Suddenly his fingers stroked her naked cunt.
She had never expected to feel anything like this. His rough fingers stroked her pussy as he kept sucking her tit. Now he sucked hard on her tender titty-flesh.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "Don't do this to me! Please don't do this to me! I don't like it!"
"You love it, baby," he replied.
His fingers moved inside her cunt, moving in and out. She wished she could sit down. She would do anything he wanted, but she was uncomfortable standing up.
His fingers slipped out of her pussy as he pressed his body against hers. She was really uncomfortable now as he shoved her back against the tree. He moved his hard cock up between her thighs.
"I'm going to fuck you to death, baby," he groaned. "I've got a hard-on that won't quit!"
She gasped as his swollen cockhead pushed against her cunt. Her pussy wasn't as sore as she thought. His prickhead slid into her cunt easily.
He kept just his prickhead inside her cunt for a moment. Then he shoved the rest of his hard cock inside her.
"You fucking bitch," he moaned. "This is what I've been waiting for for so long."
He started fucking her with hard upward thrusts. His prick was long, and it was fucking a lot deeper inside her than Rodney's or Parker's. His huge cock made her tremble all over as he rammed it into her pussy.
Again she started fighting the feelings he was giving her. She didn't want to feel anything. She closed her eyes and made her body as cold as she could. Somehow she won. She had fought off the feelings, and she was proud of herself for doing it. She might let herself get fucked, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of making her come.
"You animal," she whispered. "You can fuck me, but you can't make me enjoy it."
"So you want it the hard way, baby. All right. If you really want it that way!"
He started slamming his prick into her as hard as he could. His heavy balls slapped her loudly. At the same time her ass was being scratched to pieces on the hard bark of the tree trunk. He was fucking her, almost beating her with his cock.
"You fucking cunt!" he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my wad in your fucking pussy!
I'm coming in your cunt. You fucking bitch! You fuuucking bitch!"
He rammed up one last time and there was a sudden tension in his entire body. She gasped as she felt the sudden gush of his hot cum. He shot his load into her. The cum was leaking out of her pussy and wetting her thighs. She felt sticky all over. He gave her a couple more fuck-strokes and then his cock started getting soft. She finally felt it slipping out of her.
"Nice, baby," he said. "Very nice."
"You bastard," she whispered.
"That's right, baby. That's what I am. I'm going to be with you a long time and I'm going to remind you of that every day. You're going to have plenty of time to learn what a real bastard I am!"
His laughter sounded evil.