Chapter 4
The night had been cold and uncomfortable and Angie hadn't slept at all. Every bone in her body seemed to be sore and she was hungry and cold. Every sound in the night scared her. Her mouth felt dry and every time she licked her lips she could taste cum. She couldn't seem to get the taste out of her mouth.
She heard the truck coming back a little after daylight. She watched it turn into the yard. John was driving. They were both grinning as they climbed out of the cab of the truck.
"Good morning, Angie," Jack said. "You look like you've had a long night. Didn't Richard give you anything to eat after we left last night?"
She could tell by their expressions that they already knew what had happened. She closed her eyes as she couldn't keep her face from blushing red with humiliation.
"I can see that Richard did give her something to eat," John said. "A little tube steak!"
She hated them for their laughter. She would have gladly killed them both if she'd had the chance. There wasn't much chance of her doing anything tied up like she was. She had to scramble out of their way as John nearly stepped on her as he walked up on the porch.
Richard met them at the door. He was naked except for his shorts and he was looking sleepy and scratching his broad chest. She didn't understand the strange sensation that went through her when she saw him. She knew that she was scared of John and Jack, but it wasn't like the fear she had for Richard. There was just something about him that was different.
"How about some breakfast?" John said. "Or maybe some coffee if you've got some?"
"Help yourself," Richard said.
Richard came down off the porch while the other two men went inside. He stood looking at her for a few moments. He didn't say anything. He went to an open tool chest on the porch and took out an ugly-looking knife. He walked over to her, flipped her over on her stomach, and cut the ropes that held her hands.
The blood rushing back into her wrists and fingers made her cry out with pain. Richard kneeled down and began massaging her hands until she got the feeling back in them. He still hadn't said anything to her and he didn't as he walked back onto the porch and into the house.
Somebody was frying bacon. Just the smell of bacon reminded her of how hungry she was. It was a strange feeling for her for she'd never been without food in her entire life. She figured they would bring her something but it was a long time before they came back outside and it was obvious that they were finished with breakfast.
"I bet you're hungry," Jack said. "I bet you'd like something to eat."
"Sure she would," John said. "We'll give her something."
"Yeah," Jack said. "But she'll have to work for it!"
Richard was standing on the porch watching with a half smile on his face. She didn't know what they were talking about until Jack walked around in front of her. Jack casually pulled his trousers and shorts down to his knees. He revealed his half hard prick. His brother John stood beside him and wasted no time pulling his trousers around his knees. His cock was limp.
"Come on, baby," Jack said. "A couple of blow-jobs and you'll get some eggs and bacon. You have to work for your breakfast around here. But you can learn to enjoy your work!"
She was sickened by what they were commanding her to do. Sure, she had sucked Richard's cock and she had swallowed his cum, but it was nothing she ever wanted to do again. And she sure didn't want to do it to two men at one time.
"Hurry up, baby," John said. "I'm getting impatient."
"I won't do it," she said. "I won't."
She started moving away from him. She could have stood up and tried running but it wouldn't have done any good with the leather collar around her neck. All she could do was give them her worst look of disgust.
She had forgotten about Richard. She forgot until she heard a whistling sound and she looked up in time to see a leather belt coming down on her back. It hurt like hell. She gave a cry of pain and tried to scramble out of the way. Richard followed. He had folded his belt up and now be was bringing it down on her again. It seemed like a thousand little needles prickled her every time he hit her.
"Stop" she said. "Stop!"
"Don't ever tell us what you're not going to do," Richard said. "You do what you're told."
It was like he had gone crazy. He kept swinging the belt and there was no way she could get out of the way. She curled up into a little ball as he kept hitting her. She felt sick to her stomach. She knew her back and asscheeks were going to be black and blue. Finally, he stopped. He was breathing hard and his eyes looked like those of a crazy man. She had never been as scared of anyone as she was scared of Richard at that moment.
"Get on your knees, bitch," Richard said. "Crawl over there and do what they want."
"Yes sir," she said.
All she could think of was that she didn't want them hitting her anymore. Nothing else mattered. She scrambled across the yard and ended up in front of Jack. He put both hands on the side of her head.
"Do it nice and slow, baby," he told her. "Do it good. Suck my fucking cock!"
She hated herself for what she was having to do, but she knew of no way out of it. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against the grimy head of his cock. Jack had both hands tangled in her hair but he didn't try to make her do anything. He seemed content to let her find her own pace.
She kissed the head of his cock a few times and then kissed down the soft underside. She was trembling as she lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She lifted his prick up and let her tongue trail all the way down to his balls. She took one of his balls into her mouth and chewed on it gently. She spit it out and moved her tongue to his other ball. She carefully took the heavy ball into her mouth. She rolled it beneath her tongue and she could sense his growing excitement
"You're going to learn, baby," he said. "You're going to fucking learn. You're going go be the best cock-sucker around!"
She let her tongue trail up and down his cock for a few moments. She didn't like licking his cock, but she wanted to put off taking his cock in her mouth. Finally, she could put it off no longer and she moved her lips back up to the head of his cock.
She opened her mouth and gingerly took the head of his cock into her mouth. She rolled his cockhead beneath her tongue. She felt uncomfortable with his prick inside her mouth. She held his prick inside her lips for a long time. She pulled her head back and she could see her spit glistening on his cockhead.
"Come on, baby," Jack said. "Let's don't waste any more time. Come on and suck it!"
She took a deep breath. She put her lips back on his prick. She opened her mouth slowly and she took his prick back inside her mouth. She held his cockhead inside her mouth for a long moment and then her lips moved forward. She captured his cockhead over her tongue and she closed her lips a little tighter. She started moving her head forward and taking his prick deeper inside her mouth.
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Come on, baby. Take it deep. Suck it fucking deep!"
She couldn't stop now. She kept moving her head forward. She was getting his prick deeper into her mouth. She was gagging a little, but she kept herself from giving up. She started breathing in little shallow gasps as she sucked him deeper.
"Rich's been teaching you," he groaned. "Hot damn, that feels good. Richard's been teaching you to suck!"
Out of the corner of her eye she could see John. John was stroking his cock and it was no longer soft. She could see the hard blue veins in the swollen tip. She opened her mouth a little wider and she sucked his prick in all the way to his big balls. She couldn't believe she had his cock so deep inside her mouth.
His heavy balls rested against her chin. She held his cock in her mouth for a long time without moving. She knew that she would choke if she tried moving. But he couldn't stand it much longer. He gripped her head a little tighter and his fingers started pushing at her head.
"Come on, bitch," he groaned. "Move it. Move your fucking head. Come on, bitch!"
She knew she had to do it. She started moving her head. She kept her lips tight around his cock as she started moving her head up and down slowly. She didn't take his cock out of her mouth. She pulled her head back half way and then took his prick deep inside, her throat again. He eased off his pressure and started letting her do it all. She moved her head a little faster.
"Oh yeah, baby," he said. "That's the fucking way. That's the fucking way. Do it!"
His hands dropped down from her head to her tits. He started squeezing her big tits. His fingers brushed across her swollen nipples. He held onto them tightly. He started pinching her and she moaned in pleasure.
"Yeah, you like that," he said. "You like having your big tits played with. You like that!"
She struggled to fight off the feelings. She started moving her head a little faster. She was having to suck his cock, but she was going to make sure she didn't get any pleasure from it, none at all. She felt him pinching her tits very hard again.
"Suck harder, baby," he told her. "Suck faster. You know what I want. Suck hard!"
Her mouth was sore. Her cheeks bulged with the pressure of his cock every time he thrust. She closed her teeth around his prickmeat. She kept her lips tight around his cock. She could taste some of his cum but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that she get it over with.
"Damn, baby," he groaned. "Damn, that's good. Oh shit, that feels fucking good!"
He moved his hands up to her head again. His fingers gripped her silken hair and he started making her do the things he wanted. Her head moved faster. Now his prick was slippery with her spit and with his dripping cum. She started using her tongue around his hot cockmeat.
"Harder, baby," he groaned. "Suck it harder. Suck me harder. Suck my fucking prick!"
She was doing the best she could. She thought her body was going to break apart. She sucked harder and faster. She was getting more of his prickmeat inside her mouth each time he thrust. His balls were slapping her chin with wet movements.
"Fucking nice, baby," he groaned. "I'm almost there. I'm almost fucking there!"
Now she knew it was almost time. His hands started pulling on her head again. He started making her move faster. She was no longer having to move her head. He was savagely fucking her mouth. There was nothing she could do but take it.
"Fucking nice, baby," he groaned. "Fucking nice! I'm going to fucking cum. I'm going to fucking cum. I'm coming. Oh shit, I'm going to cum. Shiiiiit!"
He stabbed deep into her throat and his prick erupted in thick cum that filled her mouth. She started swallowing. His hot cum was going down the back of her throat. She kept swallowing but she couldn't contain it all. His jism was spilling out of the sides of her mouth and wetting her chin. She started drinking his jism as quickly as she could and his cum was thick and salty as it went down her throat. She kept sucking at his prick even long after he had no more left.
Finally, she let his prick slide out of her mouth. His cock touched her wet chin. She could taste jism on her lips and she knew there was more dripping down her face. He took two handfuls of her hair and carefully wiped his prick clean.
He pushed her away but she wasn't going to be able to rest long. John's prick was hard as rock and he was already coming close to rub it against her face. She started licking the salty taste away from his hard prick. He moved around until his prick was pressed hot against her mouth. She opened her mouth and his cock-head slid over her tongue. He grabbed both sides of her head.
"Now I'm going to fuck your face, you little bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to fuck your face!"
He kept pushing until his cock was deep inside her throat. His cockhead was throbbing and it sent shivers through her body. She could do nothing but remain where he wanted her. His hands tightened in her hair and she tasted a little more of his cum in her mouth.
"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. I'm going to fuck your hot face!"
He began to slide his cock in and out of her mouth very slowly. She didn't have to work. His prick seemed enormous each time he pushed it between her lips. Her jaw was sore but she knew she couldn't stop. They would hurt her more if she stopped.
"Use your tongue a little, bitch," John said. "Start using your tongue around my cock!"
Her tongue moved all around his prickflesh. Her tongue was washing his prick as he crammed all of his meaty cock into her mouth. His hot prick knob was going into the back of her throat and threatening to choke her each time he thrust.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You've got a hot fucking mouth. You're something else, baby. You're something else!"
His hands stroked her silken hair and then her titties. He gripped her titties hard and started using his thumb across her swollen nipples. She could taste some of his jism leaking out of his cock and spilling from the corners of her mouth. She was so tired. She seemed to feel the exhaustion all the way through her body.
"You're fucking nice, baby," he groaned. You're fucking nice. I love your fucking face!"
He moved one hand back up to her head. He gripped the back of her head and he started directing the movements of her head in the way he wanted.
She had thought his big cock was getting deep inside her mouth before. Now it seemed like it was getting into the back of her throat and almost into her belly. She could taste cum all inside her mouth. The roof of her mouth felt coated with it. She could taste it up her nose and she knew her cheeks and chin had been streaked with it. She was beginning to feel sticky all over, as if she had taken a bath in jizz.
Both his hands moved up to the back of her head and he started gripping her tightly. He started pushing his cock in and out of her mouth violently. He was mouth-fucking her brutally and she was nearly choking each time he drove his prick into her throat. She felt her head being twisted at an odd angle each time he thrust. His prick was growing inside her lips. Her spit was dripping out of the sides of her mouth and mixing with his cum. Big bubbles were dripping down her chin and wetting her tits.
"Fucking bitch," he groaned. "Fucking bitch. I'm going to cum in your mouth. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to give you a hot mouthful of cum! I'm going to fill your mouth. Cuuuunt!"
He gripped her head a little tighter and he rammed his cock as deep into her mouth as he could. His prick grew inside her mouth and she tasted a little of his thick cum. Then his prick started jumping and she tasted thick wads of cum spilling into her throat. She started swallowing as fast as she could. She knew she couldn't take it all and it began spilling out of the corners of her mouth. She could feel it dripping to her tits. She really did feel like she had taken a bath in cum.
He left his prick inside her mouth for a few moments longer. She felt like she had finished off a gallon of cum. Finally, he pulled his prick out of her mouth and rubbed his still wet cock-head against her chin. She tasted cum on her lips. He moved up and rubbed his cockhead in her silky hair He cleaned himself off and he had a completely satisfied look on his face when he stepped back.
"Now you can eat breakfast, baby," he said. "You've worked for it this morning."
"Maybe she's not hungry now," Jack said. "She's had plenty to drink."
The men laughed at Jack's vulgar joke, and Angie knew she hated them enough to murder them if she had the slightest chance.