Chapter 2
When Susan opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a bare mattress in an empty room.
There was one window in the room and she quickly moved to it and looked out. She could see a large garden surrounded by a high red fence, but no other houses were visible and there was no way to tell where she was.
The room she was in was on the second floor of the house. She tested the window but she found herself unable to open it. Then she turned and ran to the door, but the door was locked from the outside and she realized she was a prisoner.
She was frightened. The three people who had kidnapped her seemed weird and unpredictable. Rita in particular, the pretty brunette, gave Susan the impression of being completely evil.
I must escape, Susan thought. There must be a way to escape!
But the room had nothing in it but an old mattress and there seemed there was nothing she could do.
Suddenly the lock in the door was turned and the door opened and Rita and Pete walked into the room.
Pete locked the door behind him.
Rita wore a blue spandex jumpsuit and stiletto-heeled slides. She smiled at Susan.
"Feeling better, honey?"
Susan backed away. "What do you want with me? You can't keep me here!"
"Oh, we can keep you here, all right," Rita said with a chuckle. "Don't you worry about that."
"You can't!"
"Yes, we can, honey. If you don't behave, you'll get hurt. You wouldn't want that, would you?"
A small whip had suddenly appeared in Rita's hand, and now the whip lashed out against Susan's thigh and she screamed.
Rita chuckled. "Get her clothes off, Pete."
Susan ran to a corner, but it was no use. Pete came after her and dragged her back to the center of the room.
She teetered on her high-heeled sandals, the tears welling up in her eyes. "You'll all be punished for this!"
"Maybe and maybe not," Rita smirked. "The world doesn't always work the way you want it to, sweetie. Go on, Pete."
Susan realized she was helpless. She could struggle, but in the end they would get her clothes off anyway. She decided the best thing was to keep above it, treat them with disdain. They were riffraff, anyone could tell that. Somehow she would find a way to escape. In the meantime what counted was to avoid that whip in Rita's hand.
She stood still as Pete unbuckled the belt of her white chinos and then unhooked the waist and pulled the zipper on the side. She thought he'd pull the tight chinos off her legs and feet, but instead he brought out a knife and began cutting them away.
Quivering with fear at the sight of the long sharp blade of Pete's knife, Susan watched her chinos get sliced away from her body.
Next came her tank top. That was easy for the knife, and in a moment she stood there before them wearing nothing but her white panties and white high-heeled sandals.
"Cute," Rita said, walking slowly around Susan and looking at her as if she were judging a dog in a dog show. "Nice little butt."
Susan cringed as Rita reached out to squeeze one of her tits, but she could see the whip flicking back and forth like an impatient snake and she managed to keep still.
Rita toyed with Susan's nipples, first one and then the other, and soon she smiled as Susan's nipples turned stiff.
"That's better," Rita said with a chuckle. "Tits always look nicer when the nips are out. Cut the panties away, Pete."
Susan bit her Up and closed her eyes. She hated the touch of their hands on her body. She kept her eyes closed as Pete sliced her panties and pulled them away from her ass and crotch. She heard Rita moving behind her, and then suddenly her body jerked and she screamed as the whip came down on her ass.
"Bend forward," Rita said. "Put your hands on your ass and open it up."
Susan wanted to cry out, to refuse, but she remembered the sting of the whip.
Leaning forward, she slid her hands back to hold her ass-cheeks and pull them apart. She heard Rita chuckle, then felt something hard rubbing up and down in her asscrack and she realized it was the handle of the whip.
Rita said, "What do you think, Pete?"
"That's a sweet-looking ass."
"Well, don't get any ideas. We tossed for it and Jake won. You get the front door first."
"You can eat her pussy, if you want."
"Not until she's plucked. I don't eat pussy with hair on it, I hate it. But I'll get her juiced up for you."
Susan was shocked to the core by the way they were talking about her. Then she felt Rita's hand sliding over her ass. Rita's fingers slipping between her ass-cheeks to find the pouch of her cunt from behind.
Rita said, "She's got a fat little pussy. I can't wait to see it when it's bald."
Pete snickered. "You really dig cunt, don't you?"
"So what?" Rita said, annoyance in her voice. "I dig cock, too, so what's the difference?"
Susan trembled. When Rita nudged her legs apart to give her hand more room, she put up no resistance. What was the use? If she refused to do what they wanted, she'd get the whip again-or maybe something worse.
Rita worked her fingers between Susan's cunt lips, tickled her cunthole and rubbed the hoot of her clit back and forth.
It was the touch of a woman, and no matter how much Susan hated it she could not prevent her body responding.
"That's better," Rita said. "You like the finger, honey? I bet your husband doesn't give you a finger as nice as this. Look at this fat little pussy getting all juiced up."
"You're a beast!" Susan hissed.
Rita laughed and pushed two fingers inside Susan's cunthole. She worked the fingers in and out, screwed them around to stretch the mouth of Susan's pussy.
"Okay, Pete, she's as ready as she'll ever be. She'd be better if she came a few times, but this is a tight-ass bitch and that might take all day."
Susan found herself turned and pushed to the mattress, forced to stretch out on her back. Then Rita straddled her, faced Susan's feet, and before Susan realized what was happening she had Rita's spandex covered ass sitting on her face.
Susan's knees were pulled back, held all the way back by Rita as Pete moved into position between her thighs. His jeans down at his ankles, Pete pumped his prick with his hand, pushed his cockhead at Susan's gaping cunt and lurched forward to bury his cock in her cunt channel.
Susan groaned, but the sound was muffled by Rita's ass. When Pete started fucking her, Susan felt his hairy balls slapping against her ass-hole, his thick cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
"How is it, Pete?" Rita said. "She's tight, real tight. I'm going all the way."
Rita snickered, amused that Pete was coming so soon. She watched his face, watched the wet sliding of his cock in and out of Susan's stretched pussy. It was always exciting to watch another girl's cunt get reamed by a stiff cock.
Then Pete was coming, his cock pounding
Susan's cunt as the hot jism spurted out of his pisshole. He wriggled his hips, grinding his fuckmeat in her pussy to get the last drop of spunk out of his balls.
Rita's eyes were bright as she watched his juice-drenched prick slowly pull out of Susan's gaping cunthole. "That's nice," Rita said.
"You wanna suck it?"
"Not now, tiger."
Pete chuckled. "Okay, she's all yours. What I need now is a cold beer."
Lying there inert, her face still covered by Rita's ass, Susan heard the door close as Pete left the room. Then Rita eased her ass off Susan's face and sat down on the mattress beside her.
"Now that wasn't too bad, was it?"
"I was raped!" Susan said, groaning as she lowered her legs and crossed them to close her thighs.
Rita smiled. "You've got a load of spunk in there. I hope you're on the pill."
"I'd like to use the bathroom."
"Sure, sweetie, but don't try any tricks. You try anything and I'll beat the shit out of you."
Susan believed she would. She went along peacefully with Rita to the bathroom down the hall. She could see something of the inside of the house now and it was much bigger than she'd expected, an old house with a wide stairway and lots of rooms. Once again she was reminded she was a captive here and she had no idea where she was.
Susan expected some privacy in the bathroom and she was dismayed with Rita came in with her. Rita closed the door and smiled at the look of consternation on Susan's face.
"You're not bashful, are you?"
"You're awful!"
"I thought you had to use the toilet. If all you want to do is talk, let's get out of here."
Susan kept her lips tight and avoided looking at Rita as she sat down on the toilet seat. Then she gasped as Rita pushed her legs apart and slipped her hand between her thighs to grab her cunt.
"Go on," Rita said, her eyes glittering, "let me have this jism." "You're a beast!"
"There it is, I can feel it. Let's open it up and get it all out."
Rita pushed three fingers inside Susan's cunt to stretch her fuck-hole and Susan lost control and started pissing.
She couldn't help it. She needed to go badly and the sudden feel of Rita's fingers in her cunt was more than she could take.
Rita chuckled as Susan's warm piss flowed over her hand. She rubbed her palm back and forth over Susan's cunt lips and urged her to empty her bladder completely.
Shocked and dismayed and ashamed, Susan pissed herself out on Rita's waiting hand.
When it was over, Rita rubbed her fingers one last time over Susan's cunt-bush, then pulled her hand away and wiped it with a towel.
"I like your cunt," Rita said. "I wish you didn't have all that hair on it, but we'll take care of that. Have you ever gone down on a woman?"
"Certainly not!"
Rita chuckled. "We'll take care of that, too."
Susan shuddered. She wiped her pussy, blushing when she caught Rita watching her.
When they finally left the bathroom, Rita made Susan walk in front of her. "Down the stairs," Rita said. "You've got things to do in the kitchen, although with that cute ass of yours maybe the boys won't let you alone."
Susan soon learned she had to play the role of a servant in the house. Rita said they'd be getting some special things for her, but in the meantime they threatened her with a severe beating if she tried to escape. They said there wasn't anywhere to go, anyway, since the house was isolated. Susan believed it. There was nothing outside the kitchen window except a patch of woods and the mountains in the distance.
Jake was back from a trip somewhere and he liked the way Susan looked dressed in nothing but a pair of high-heeled sandals. As she helped Rita prepare the evening meal, Susan remembered what they'd said about Jake winning the toss to fuck her ass first. Did they really mean that? Susan trembled with fear. She remembered what Jake's cock looked like and she was certain he would kill her if he ever tried to put his prick in her ass.
In the meantime she got more attention from Rita than from the men. The brunette's hands were on her at every opportunity, fondling her ass and tits and tickling her pussy with knowing fingers. Rita kept telling Susan how turned on she was by Susan's body.
Then Jake came into the kitchen to get a cold beer and Susan watched while he and Rita kissed and fondled each other. Whether or not Rita was turned on by Susan, she went after Jake like a bitch in heat.
"Come on," Jake laughed, "I just came in here for a beer."
"You're not turning me down," Rita said. "You can blow a wad in my mouth, how's that?"
Jake chuckled. "Jesus, you're a hungry cunt, aren't you?"
Rita was already crouching down, unzipping his fly and hauling his big cock out of his pants.
Susan didn't want to watch, but she found herself unable to turn away from it.
Rita slurped on Jake's limp cock, sucking and licking his cockhead as it came out of the sheath of his foreskin, and soon Jake's prick was growing in Rita's mouth.
"Oh, yeah, baby, that's the way," Jake said, grunting with pleasure as he humped his ass. "Here comes the load."
Rita mewled, and the next moment she began swallowing convulsively as Jake's cock erupted in her mouth.
Susan watched them, watched Rita gulping and sucking Jake's jism. She imagined what it would be like to take a man's spunk down her throat and for a moment she thought she'd be sick.
Then it was finished, Rita smacking her lips and smiling as Jake zipped his fly. When Rita rose up, Jake patted her ass and chuckled and walked out of the kitchen.
Turning to Susan, Rita said, "Jealous?"
"I think it's disgusting," Susan said, her heart pounding with a mixture of revulsion and excitement.
"Well, you sure talk like a dried up little bitch, don't you? You don't look like it, but you talk like it."
"I don't care what you think, you're keeping me here against my will."
Rita smiled, picked up the whip, and then without any warning she lashed it across Susan's naked tits. Susan screeched, covering her tits with her hands, her mind overcome by the searing pain.
"Please..." she moaned.
"It's time my pussy had a little attention from you," Rita said, her fingers working at the zippers of her spandex jumpsuit.
Within moments Rita had the suit peeled off. She sat down on one of the kitchen chairs, raised one foot and planted it on the seat. She was completely naked, her thighs wide open, and for the first time Susan had a look at Rita's hairless pussy.
Susan was startled by it. She hadn't expected a cunt could look so unprotected and yet at the same time so raunchy. Rita had a long slit with thick drooping lips. Her clit was out like a pink tongue at the top of her slit and down below you could clearly see the dark brown rosette of her ass-hole.
"Come on, honey," Rita said, "get down here and start licking."
"I won't do it."
"Sure you will, otherwise I'll whip your tits until they bleed. Come on, now."
Susan knew it was hopeless. She was powerless as long as she was in their clutches and she had to do whatever they wanted.
Somehow she had to find a way to escape or at least get to a phone.
But in the meantime there was Rita's gaping hairless cunt waiting to be sucked. The brunette had been turned on by sucking Jake's cock and Susan could see some juice glistening in the gash of her pussy.
Thank God there's no hair, Susan thought. Rita's cunt did look clean, even if it was already dripping with pussy-juice. Would Rita's cunt-juice taste different from her own? Susan's blood raced with apprehension and curiosity.
At last Susan went to her knees in front of Rita, knelt on the kitchen floor and slowly moved her face closer and closer to Rita's wide-open crotch.
Rita chuckled. "That's better, sweetie. Put your pretty tongue in my cunthole first. Get some of the juice out before it spills over. You don't want to waste it, do you?"
Closing her eyes, Susan moved forward to press her lips against Rita's oozing pussy. She could taste nothing at first. The warm smell of Rita's pussy was there, all right, but the taste was absent.
Then she started licking and slowly the flavor came through, slightly salty, richer than the flavor of her own pussy and not at all horrible.
What was horrible was the idea of it, the knowledge that she was on her knees in front of a strange woman with her mouth on the woman's cunt. A hairless cunt, soft and meaty and wet. It was like kissing a soft mouth.
Hesitantly, she fluttered her tongue around Rita's cunthole, just on the outside. Then she became bolder, stiffened her tongue and pushed it inside no more than an inch.
There was more flavor now and the cunt-cream was thicker. Pulling back, she opened her eyes and the blood beat in her throat at the sight of the pale white slime oozing out of Rita's gaping cunthole.
Rita saw what was going on, saw the look of disgust in Susan's face. She chuckled and pulled Susan's face against her wet gash.
"Suck it, honey. Never mind looking, just suck it."
Susan sucked. She worked her lips and tongue over the pussyflesh. Rita held her head and kept maneuvering her face and finally Susan's nose was rubbing against Rita's fat clit the way Rita wanted it.
The brunette groaned and heaved and came, the hot juice gushing out of her pussy to wet Susan's chin.
And then something else.
Susan couldn't believe it at first, but then she realized it was real.
Rita was pissing.
Not just a few drops but a flood. She pissed and squirmed, pulling Susan's face against her spasming Cunt, not caring how much of it got in Susan's mouth.
Susan tried to keep her mouth closed, but
Rita slapped the side of her head and made her open it again.
Stunned, unable any more to cope with what was happening to her, Susan kept her mouth wide open as Rita laughed and filled it with hot piss.