Chapter 1
Ellen Hunter shuddered, crossing her arms over her naked tits and rubbing her fingers briskly over her goose-fleshed skin.
How long had she been trapped like this? Biting her pouty lower lip, the blonde teenager had no idea. The things that had happened to her during the last hour were so blurred, it was difficult for her to sort them out.
She had been coming home from school alone-her mind on a thousand other things- when a blue car pulled up next to her, two men rushed out, then grabbed her and shoved her into the auto. Ellen remembered their hands- the fingers probing her body, pawing her thighs, feeling up under her panties as she screamed and struggled against them.
No one had ever touched her pussy before. Even now, as she leaned against the cinderblock wall, Ellen shivered, remembering how one of the men had fucked his finger into her cunt.
And now she was stripped half-naked, the shreds of her skirt hanging from her waist. How the two men had laughed at her when they'd dragged her into this cellar, tearing off her blouse and bra. One of the men had tried kissing her tits. But she had shown them! She had clawed his face, making him draw back and howl while the other man pushed her back into this room and slammed the door.
Now Ellen wasn't sure if doing that was so smart. They would come back for revenge.
"Oh God, God!"
But why had they done this in the first place? She had no idea who they were. Ellen turned from the wall, pacing the tiny cell she was in. Three steps to one side, four to the other. She looked up at the ceiling. There was a tiny window at the top, letting in the last light of the day. How she wished she were back outside, heading home. How her mother must be worrying! The thought of her bedroom, her mother's kind eyes, her safe blankets made the young girl cry.
Footsteps! Ellen shook herself from this self-pitying reverie, backing up, feeling her ass pressing against the wall as the noise stopped and the large green metal door opened.
"So, you're calmed down a little?"
It was the man she had clawed. He stood there in front of her-tall, massive, his short-cropped black hair making him look somehow more evil than before. There was a slight lilting accent to his voice-German, Ellen thought, her fingernails digging into her flesh while her heart beat a mile a minute. She could tell there was a studied calm to his voice, a calm exterior hiding more sinister feelings bubbling below.
"Y-y-yes," she stammered, keeping her eyes to the floor.
It was cold inside. Ellen closed her thighs, folding one leg over the other while trying to hide her stiff red nipples from the man's eyes.
"My name's Gus. I'm not going to tell you why you're here-not yet, anyway. There's no purpose to that," he said, scuffing the toe of his black engineering boot against the floor. "All you have to know is that at least for a while you'll be under my custody. That means... anything I want it to, really."
Ellen didn't like the sound of his warning. Somehow, she managed to keep her hand steady when she wiped away a tear.
"You should be all smiles," Gus said, rubbing his hands together. "You will be, especially after we get through with you."
Ellen felt a shiver along her thighs. Was it fear? Something else? The youngster drew back, feeling the harsh rub of the cinderblocks against her ass. Gus was doing what he had done in the car-rubbing his crotch in that vile way, touching himself while leering at her. When she shuddered, he laughed brutally. The feat that he was going to rape her right there flashed through her mind.
Ellen's head began to shake while she fought for control. No man had touched her in... that way. Oh God, and there was this filthy animal, this kidnapper who had touched her ass and her pussy, and now he was going to fuck her!
"Don't... don't hurt me," Ellen whispered, her throat tight while her mouth became dry as cotton. "That's up to you."
Ellen felt terror knifing through her. The skin along her thighs and in the valley between her asscheeks crawled. As he took another step closer, the teenager drew to one side, hugging herself more tightly with her crossed arms. The sweat on his face made his close-cropped hair glisten. He wrinkled his forehead and his dark eyes seemed to narrow. Again, Gus grabbed his prick through his dirty Levi's and started squeezing it, laughing at her while taking yet another step in her direction.
The young blonde fought for her breath, imagining what it would be like having someone like the monster in front of her fucking his cock into her pussy. The thought made Ellen sick. Wildly, she looked around for some weapon, anything she could defend herself with. In that tiny cell, it was useless.
He put a heavy callused palm on her right shoulder, then shoved her back against the wall with such force the girl thought her skull had shattered against the cinderblocks. Ellen screamed, her arms flying out while her knees gave way under the force of that blow. Stars exploded in front of her eyes as she slumped to the floor. "Uhhhhh!"
"Sit up!"
Ellen pushed her hands to either side of her thighs, trying to rise from the floor. Gus moved forward again, raising his right leg and dropping the heel of the boot against her right hand. The girl screamed as she felt her knuckles crushing under the cruel leather weight. Again and again she screamed, trying to jerk her hand free of the boot heel, her arm muscles knotting up while her stomach turned from the agonizing pain. Why was she doing this?
"Uhhhhh!"
Then the weight was gone. She fell back against the wall with a whimper, drawing her injured hand under her arm and staring up tearfully at the animal in front of her. Perhaps, she thought, rape wouldn't be the worst thing that could happen to her. And when he grabbed her hair, filling his hand with the blonde strands and jerking upward, Ellen knew that having a man's cock rummaging through her cunt might not be the most awful thing in the world.
"Bitch!"
Gus jerked her close, her mouth striking the side of his left boot. She felt her lip cracking and tasted the warm, salty flavor of blood. Ellen cried out, pushing both hands against his leg while her knees scraped painfully over the cracked cement floor. She could feel the skin tearing as Gus dragged her toward the door, then stopped, twisting her hair even more tightly, making her eyelids flutter convulsively. Ellen pushed up, half-standing when he suddenly let go of her hair and shot his right hand high above his head. She looked up, watching as his opened fist seemed to come down at her in slow motion. His palm smashed against the right side of her face, sending her staggering back to the cell.
"Think you can get away with scratchin' me up? Me? Gus Schultz?" he shouted, his face reddening with hatred.
Ellen cleared her vision, lying there cringing against the wall, wishing she could die rather than endure any more of this fear. She could see his hard-on, his cock tenting up the front of his Levi's while the veins stood out on his neck. As she trembled with raw terror, he grinned, revealing tobacco-stained teeth. She flattened herself against the wall as he raised his hand again, bringing it down across her chin.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Ellen felt his knuckles bruising her flesh and nearly dislodging her jaw, sharp jolts of pain shooting up either side of her face. She struggled against the big man, getting on her hands and knees and trying to crawl from him. The teenager banged her forehead against one wall, making Gus laugh. Then he brought one foot up and kicked her hard in the ass. In a moment, Ellen felt his fingers scratching at her skirt, pulling off the remains with one giant ripping tear.
He had stripped her naked now, revealing her lithe, sweat-glistening body.
"Nice, real nice! Gonna have some fun fuckin' around with you, baby."
Ellen whimpered, the stink of Gus's dirty Levi's making her feel a little sick.
Gus flipped the lock of the door open and kicked back, reaching down and gripping Ellen by the ankles. She tried drawing her legs away from him. But nothing seemed to work. When he began fiddling with his zipper, she started to cry more wildly, pressing her clenched fists against the floor. No! She had to be dreaming this awful horror. It simply couldn't be happening to her. Not to Ellen Hunter, the good little girl who always did what her mother told her to do.
"Oh!"
He turned her over, knocked her down onto her belly, then pushed his opened Levi's down. Ellen could hear the sound of material rubbing against flesh and knew instinctively he had stripped. She closed her eyes, feeling as if this rape would be like having surgery without anesthesia. Her tits pillowed out against the cold cement floor while her belly knotted up in terror. When she felt his fingers pawing along her inner thighs again, it was all the girl could do to keep .from retching. This filthy animal was looking at all her private parts, touching her in all those sensitive places only a lover or husband should touch. And now she could feel him reaching down between her white, shivering thighs, digging his fingers into her asscrack for leverage. He was laughing at her, his heavy breathing growing more and more labored while he began petting her asshole with one fingernail. When he jabbed his finger into her shitter and twisted it around, the girl screamed, jerking her ass up off the floor.
"Aiiieeee! No!"
Ellen tried slapping back at the big man, feeling that awful hard, wriggling sensation in her asshole. He was jabbing the slick, warm lining with his fingernail, slapping her ass with the other hand while finger-fucking her ass. Ellen's mouth gaped, her eyes rounding while she breathed heavily through her flared nostrils.
Fucked in the ass! She had heard terrible, vile stories and jokes about that sort of thing. One of her girlfriends had even said that most boys dream about doing something like that to girls. Now it was happening to her, that awful offending finger worming its way into her shitter until she could feel his knuckles rubbing up against her asscheeks. When Gus tried to slip a second finger into her asshole, Ellen shrieked, her cries choked on the flowing spit while tears washed over her flushed cheeks. Still the stretching, tearing sensation continued-hot, spicy sensations exploding from her violated asshole and pricking her clit before blasting into her brain.
He was twisting the two fingers around and around in her asshole, pulling them nearly all the way out, then fucking them back in. Her legs flew apart like those of a frog while her arms lay from her body crucifixion style. She pressed one side of her face against the cold floor, her body shaking with disgust and pain as the man finger-fucked her asshole.
"Man, that's it, baby, move that ass! Oh, wow! You're really into gettin' your little shitter fucked by Gus," he said, giving her ass a few sharp, shallow fucking jabs before sticking the fingers back all the way into her sucking shit-chute. "That's the way, that's it! Man, that's the way to make me happy. If you're real good, I'll stick my prick into your asshole later. That's the way you'll really like havin' some fuckin' fun."
His words meant nothing to the girl at this point. All she could think of was the pain, the awful, shameful heat that shot up from her asshole and made her asscheeks clench against one another like two fists. Her body jerked and twitched as if he had touched it with a cattle prod. And then the stretching sensation was gone. She could feel him wiping his fingers against her thighs. Ellen sighed with relief.
But then her breath caught a second time as she felt his thumb start to press in against her cunt. Ellen dug her knees against the floor, trying to crawl away from the offending finger. She coughed and screamed, clenching her teeth and grinding them until she thought they would break as his thumb fucked into her virgin cunt.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhh!"
He was driving in a little more, scraping his thumb against her tight, slick cunt walls. Ellen's face reddened. She had touched herself several times down there, rubbing her fingers against her clit when she knew her mother was asleep in the room down the hall, doing all those things to herself that her mother had told her were bad. How delightful it had been when she had cum then, thinking about some guy at school while rubbing her clit back and forth. That was different from this cruel fucking now as she cringed on the cellar floor, being violated by this animal.
"Uhhhh... uhhhhh!"
And then the teenager felt pain as she had never felt pain before when Gus pressed that thumb against her cherry. She screamed, swatting back behind her, banging her forehead against the wall again. The pain was horrible.
"Now!" he bellowed.
"Yagghhhhh!"
It was as if someone had pushed a burning poker through her pussy flesh! Ellen nearly passed out from the agonizing pain that shot through her body. She screamed and shouted until her throat was raw. He had popped her cherry, broken the last remnant of innocence for her.
In a moment, the awful pain was gone. But the horror of what had happened remained. Her flat belly ground against the floor as she wriggled once again, her nipples scraping over the cement. It was horrid, having endured this with this man. The humiliation and degradation Ellen felt were nearly as awful as the sharp pain still throbbing between her legs.
"Man, never would've thought you were a virgin," Gus said. "You're not anymore, baby. That's for sure." He chuckled, wiping his fingers against her legs. "And that's nice for me. You've got one tight cunt. That's the way I like it."
Gus fought to keep his thumb in her narrow cunt, fucking it deeper, meeting resistance as the walls of her pussy tried closing against the invasion. He rubbed his other fingers soothingly around the rubbery cuntlips, touching her clit again and again, eventually drawing the response he wanted from Ellen.
"This is awful, awful, awful... " But something else was taking over the girl, something she hadn't experienced before. Was it the fear combined with curiosity? Was it the steady touching that was doing something to her? The teenager didn't know. But instead of the agonizing pain and fear that had taken away her breath before, now there was only the pleasant sensation of a hotly aroused cunt growing hotter and wetter under the constant touch of Gus's probing fingers.
"You'll like this, probably more than I do," he said with a cruel laugh.
"Never!"
But Ellen was beginning to suspect she was lying not only to him, but to herself, as well. He was pulling her ass buns apart now, caressing the inner lips of her dripping cunt with both thumbs.
"No more, no more!" she gasped, her face red with humiliation.
"Doesn't take much to turn you on, baby. You're hotter than a Goddamned griddle, and all I did was pop your damned cherry."
Ellen stretched her arms in front of her, clawing her nails against the floor. She was trying to get away from herself as well as from Gus as his probing fingers stoked her cunt up to blast-furnace heat. She twitched again, jerking forward as his middle finger shot out. The flicking tip circled her clit, teasing it along the edges of the quivering folds until Ellen let out a low moan. She could feel something wet and warm oozing from between her legs. Cunt juice. Oh, God in heaven, was she that hot? The thought made her tremble, her knees rubbing against one another as she tried closing her body to Gus.
"Won't stop me, baby. Won't stop anybody," he cautioned.
She screamed again, her voice cracking as Gus fucked in three fingers and began twisting them around and around as he had done in her asshole. This time, however, Ellen found that her pussy was reacting differently, the tiny muscles knotting up at the top while others began milking at his fucking fingers, trying to draw them in.
Gus laughed at the response, fucking down past where her cherry had been until he had his knuckles rubbing up against her clit.
She wept again, sobbing with shame and humiliation. It wasn't enough that she had been kidnapped. She had to be shamed by this scum.
The teenager knew it was futile to protest. She lay there defeated, exhausted by the fight. Once again, she thought of that sound, the sound of his Levi's rubbing down over his thighs. His prick was out, she knew, throbbing hard and thick, just like in those pictures she had studied in sex education class.
Ellen tried to stop thinking. Her virginity was gone, swept away both by cruelty and the thrills washing over her against her will. All she could do was go with the flow.
"You're a goddamned hot little bitch. But I've got somethin' here that's gonna put out the fire."
Ellen cringed with a new surge of fear.