Chapter 4
He had torn off Nancy's dress after having lashed her across the face and tits with painful regularity. Now she lay trembling in the corner of the living room, eyeing the big man straddling her, her hands covering her bra while her legs kicked back at him.
Gus was advancing slowly, his boots crushing the tall piling of the green shag rug as she cowered. How he kept snapping the belt, letting the leather strike his pants! The sound reminded the woman of a gun going off again and again. Nancy looked around more wildly than before, knowing that as long as she kept out of his reach, she was all right. If he hit her again with that horrid belt... well, she didn't know if she could stand any more of that pain.
"Come here, baby, come here and get a good sample of what your daughter got."
It was a terrible nightmare. Everything that was familiar in the living room now seemed strange, everything very unusual. She trembled with fear as she felt the rug prickling her naked ass.
"No... no!" she whimpered, her protests growing louder as Gus drew closer.
"You'll be taught you don't fink on guys like me. You and your daughter's gonna think twice about mouthin' off to the cops again."
Nancy screamed when the leather belt chewed into the soft, white flesh of her inner thigh a third time, leaving a long red mark criss-crossing the first. The dry, smacking sound mingled with her shrill scream, both her legs jerking back automatically.
Again, Gus brought the belt down, the long black strip of leather curling around her neck like a whip and stinging the flesh. Nancy's eyes bulged out as she felt the air squeezed from her windpipe. Gus was on her in a second, tightening the leather like a noose, then moving behind her and drawing her across the living room floor. Nancy choked, her tongue wriggling from her mouth while spit oozed over her pouty lip. She could get no air into her lungs! Gradually her hearing seemed to dull while a black rim began to appear around her peripheral vision. The woman gasped and coughed, her fingers clawing wildly at the black leather choking her to death.
Gus was dragging her all over the room purposely banging her body against the television set, then brushing her up against the overturned coffee table before swinging her against the wall. All the while, he maintained the pressure against her windpipe, twisting the leather more tightly until the blonde thought surely he was going to strangle her to death!
Just when Nancy felt herself falling down, down into some terrible black abyss Gus slid the belt from her throat.
"Uhhhhhh!" she gasped.
Nancy twisted around and fell onto her belly, coughing and choking, gasping for air like a fish gulping. She was dizzy, unable to think of anything except trying to get oxygen back into her bursting lungs. When she started pulling herself up from the floor, she felt the belt again, this time through the thin white nylon of her panties. She screamed, her terror-stricken eyes wide and focused on that advancing hulk. He was capable of killing someone. He had shown her that earlier. Wild with fear, the woman looked this way and that, her gaze falling on her half-finished cocktail still on the wet bar, then falling on the still television set. It was all so grotesque. It was difficult for her to believe this was happening.
Again the belt came down, this time striking her bra and partially tearing the band holding the cups together. Nancy felt the straps loosening around her shoulders. When Gus swept one hand down and ripped the bra from her body, Nancy let out another cry. She felt her thirty-six-inch tits falling forward, jerking back and forth against her upper chest. She drew away, covering her tits, listening to the harsh laugher as he pursued her. When she stumbled, falling onto her belly once again, Gus moved in quickly. She could hear the belt whistling through the air. When the leather finally came down hard onto her ass, burning through the nylon and into her flesh, the woman let out another scream. A second, then a third stroke ripped the nylon from her flesh, revealing her reddened asscheek skin. The blows made her recoil. But again, Nancy felt something else too, a kind of needle-sharp heat that bit into her clit, creating a pleasant tingly warmth. When the belt slashed over her inner thighs, the tip touching the base of her clit, Nancy jerked as if touched by a live wire. A stroking coil of heat teased her clit, making the woman wish that something, anything would start nudging her swelling cuntlips. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Again the belt bit. Again the heat nibbled at her clit, making the woman twist about in confusion. She whimpered and shrieked. But her cries now were filled with something more than just fear and pain. Gus knew she was enjoying this, and he grinned more hellishly at her, throwing his belt to the floor.
"Now, enjoy this, slut!"
Nancy turned around, staring up at him. She didn't move. Eyes unblinking, her pulse rioting, she watched him unzip his fly. His massive fucker sprang out, bobbing up and down, the fat meaty cockhead purple. It had been so long, so very long since she had seen something like this on a man!
The sight of that massive cock took away her breath and she lay there, worshiping the thing as much as cringing away from it. When Gus started working his fingers over the full length of his prick, twisting them around his fat, hanging leathery balls, Nancy almost went up to him and began licking. Whatever could she be thinking of?
Somewhere in the distance, she could hear several cars drag racing down the street in front of her home. No one was going to help her. Life would go on as usual outside. She watched the streams of sweat streak over his face while his hands clenched, unclenched, then tightened into fists once more. One arm shot out toward Nancy. This time she didn't back down. Gus grabbed her wrist, pulling her along the floor. With his back to her, the big man couldn't see the slight smile that curled her full, pale lips. He couldn't know the jumble of emotions confusing her.
"Now I'll get you!" he snarled.
"No, no... "
"I'll fuck you 'til you taste my prick all the way up your throat!"
One part of Nancy was hoping Gus told the truth. He was spitting obscenities at her, calling her and her daughter every name in the book and telling her what he would do to her. But all the woman could do was concentrate on that colossal cock sticking out from his opened Levi's. She didn't dare tell him she wanted him to do his worst to her.
Swearing, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, dragging her a little closer to the couch. Nancy cried out, her eyes closed, tears oozing out from under her lashes as strands ripped painfully from her scalp. A bead of pre-cum was lodged in his piss-slit. He was ready now, all the delays making his balls hurt.
Letting her go, Gus kicked Nancy hard, forcing her over onto her belly. When she tried to get back up, the woman felt the heel of his boot against her neck, forcing her back to the floor. He was stepping on her, rubbing the dirty sole of his boot up against her neck, then prodding her shoulders with the sharp toe.
"Lick it clean, bitch!"
Stepping on her neck with one boot, Gus drew the other boot up to her face and shoved it against her nose and mouth. Nancy gagged, smelling something awful on the leather. Still, she had no choice. Sticking out her tongue, she began smoothing it over the cool black surface, tasting something pungent and filthy. She spat and was rewarded by a hard kick against her neck. "Awk!"
"Now lick it clean... dig out them wells too, bitch!"
Nancy did as she was told, flicking her tongue all over the cool surface, flicking up wads of filth and dirt. At times she felt her stomach turning over. It was all she could do to keep from vomiting as she cleaned the guy's boots with her tongue, gasping for air in between licking. When she had finished with one boot, Gus drew the other up to her, shoving it so hard into her mouth he nearly chipped her lower front teeth. Again Nancy licked the rounded toe, drawing her tongue up the side then back again, tasting the cold steel rings on either side of the boot. When she was nearly through, he reached down again, pulling her by her hair until her mouth was nearly level with his prick. She tried to draw back.
"Slut!" He backhanded her, the force knocking her to her side. "All the way over, bitch!" He grabbed her fleshy ass, forcing her onto her face.
Nancy tightened her asscheeks. He was going to fuck her in the ass! She could tell that. She was going to get fucked in the ass like a mindless thing whose only reason for living was to let men fuck her any way they wanted. The thought made her cunt run hotter with pussy juice as she lay there, waiting for him to have his way with her.
"Nooooo... ohhhhhh!"
He was rubbing the toe of his right boot up into her asscrack after having stripped away the rest of her shredded panties. Swearing again, Gus moved to one side, smashing a table lamp against he floor, then tearing the plastic cord from the base. He wrapped the brown line around both her wrists figure-eight fashion, cinching it so tight Nancy felt her fingers icing up under the pressure. Using the free end, the big man dragged her a little farther, her nipples frictioning against the rug.
"Can't take a chance of you gettin' away," Gus muttered, wrapping the free end of the cord around one leg of the heavy living room sofa.
When Nancy started crying out again, begging him to loosen the wire pressing so hard against her wrists, Gus pulled out a filthy handkerchief from the rear pocket of his Levi's, stuffing it into her mouth. Then he grabbed a roll of masking tape from a desk drawer nearby and taped her mouth. Nancy coughed, pushing her tongue against the awful gag, feeling the spit wad up behind the thing as Gus stepped out of his Levi's and kicked them to one side.
"Nice ass. And it's gonna be even nicer when I fuck the shit out of it."
He threw himself down onto her body with a loud grunt, his fingers savaging her, kneading her flesh, pinching her cruelly while his prick rubbed back and forth against her sweaty, hot asscrack. Nancy bit down hard on the gagging handkerchief, tears rushing down her flushed cheeks.
Her husband had never fucked her this way. Once or twice she had wanted to ask him to do something different. But Lars was so conservative, and she had loved him so she didn't want to shock him. Even after his death in the car accident Nancy had wished time and time again she had spoken up. But this... this sort of savagery, was this really what she had wanted to experience from a man?
Her cunt was running with more of her thick, creamy juice while that prickhead began worming its way deeper into her asscrack. Something was being aroused in her by this awful man. Just the thought of having Gus's prick in her ass was driving her into higher and higher heat.
Gus was biting the nape of her neck, nearly breaking flesh while sliding his hands under her body and reaching for her nipples. She felt his callused fingers pinching the hard nubs, twisting them so hard the pressure made her scream through the spit-soaked gag. And then Nancy could feel his cocktip nudging her shitter. He was about to go in, about to fuck her in the ass! The woman trembled, feeling the stretching, tearing ache each time he pressed his prickhead against her reluctant asshole.
"Nnfnnfnfnfnfffff!"
Gus pulled her back, increasing the pressure of the brown plastic cord against her wrists as he dropped back, then forced his hard prick into her asshole. Stars flashed in front of the woman as the cockhead began fucking into her tight, hot ass.
Nancy screamed through the gag. It was as if someone were ripping her body in half, the sharp, throbbing pain aching its way down her thighs to her curling toes. Again and again, she shrieked through the wet gagging handkerchief, her body shivering as she pulled and yanked at the cord holding her wrists. Captive. But he had her pinned to the floor with his thick-muscled body, his legs trapping hers while the lamp cord restrained her arms. When Gus drew back, then slammed his fucker in yet another inch into her ass, Nancy thought she would faint!
"Man, hot tight ass! Never been fucked behind, eh, baby?"
His words mocked her, shredded what was left of her pride as he mounted her from behind and began fucking in more of his prickmeat. Nancy felt the hard-held lump in her belly growing more and more taut as the sharp, gut-piercing pain of that cock fucking into her ass increased. She screamed louder, the tight ring of her shitter being ripped, she felt, by that iron-hard hunk of cockmeat. When Nancy tried screaming again, Gus braced his cockshaft with one hand and shoved down hard, fucking in more than half of his ten-inch prick.
"Aghghghghfhhfffff!"
The woman slumped to the floor, the pain in her ass searing her brain. It was some time before Nancy regained full consciousness, again becoming aware of the thick mass of cockmeat shoved into her asshole. Her shitter felt as if it were tearing while Gus started moving his hips back and forth, fucking his cock deeper into her ass. She squirmed, feeling her asshole loosen bit by bit, the lining snugged up against the boring mass of prickmeat while her legs ached from the weight of Gus's knees. The end of his long fucker was reaching deeper and deeper into her ass guts. Consciously, unbelievably, the woman began easing the tight grip of her ass ring on the guy's prick.
She gasped at the pleasure and the pain.
It was more than the woman could have hoped for. She moved her ass as sensuously as she could, the slow intrusion of the hard cockmeat hurting her terribly. If she could make him cum quickly, then she wouldn't have to worry about all the pain. But some hellish force inside Nancy told her to take it easy. How good it was to feel his cock splitting her wide open! She could feel the pain of his penetration reaching higher and higher in her ass guts, spreading clear to the edges of her thighs.
"Yeah, bitch, you're full of shit-and I'm gonna feel that shit on my cock when I'm through," Gus ranted, holding her down by the shoulders and panting heavily against the back of the neck.
The guy's long, thick cock seemed to go on forever. Nancy wept again and again, the tears stinging her eyes. He was out of control behind her, pinching her nipples, crushing them while he fucked the final few inches of his cock into her ass. She could feel his hairy balls pillowing out against his groin, brushing up against her lower asscheeks while his prick throbbed in her asshole.
"Uh!" Nancy cried out, her eyelids fluttering open while her arms and legs spasmed.
He was pulling his prick out, tugging at her clenching shit-chute, seemingly yanking out a fistful of her guts. Then he paused, tensing, then he fucked back in.
Nancy squeaked through the gag, her cunt going into spasms of itchy need. The folding, slippery ring of her cuntlips massaged her clit while he shoved his big fucker down deep into her shitter.
The woman felt torn, both in her ass and in her mind. She wrestled her tits against his hands, feeling the awful tearing pain from her nipples that added somehow to the heat singeing her clit. Her round, firm ass mounds flexed against Gus's thighs while he threatened to split her asshole open with his prick.
The sliding of his cock as it fucked deeper in her ass guts sent more shivering hot thrills through her. How awfully good it was, terribly good. She thought surely he would have to stop for some rest.
But Gus seemed tireless. He was fucking faster, relishing the resistance Nancy's ass ring was putting up. The woman cried out again, imagining the thick bar of throbbing cockmeat in her ass ballooning more and more until it was the size of a baseball bat.
Then the steady pressure eased once more. Nancy felt him come to rest hard against her body, his weight pressing oxygen from her lungs. She drew in air with a heavy gasp as he started moving his hips from side to side and stirring his fucker in her shitter.
"Ohhhh, yeahhhh, yeahhhhh!"
Nancy felt him pulling his cock out again. Only this time there wasn't the harsh pain of before. The nerve-endings along her shitter were growing hotter, spasming, itching deliciously against the cocklance fucking its way into her ass again. In and out, in and out, in and out. His prick slammed back and forth faster and faster, each downward fuck-thrust making her ass shiver. Nancy didn't care how much it all hurt her now. She didn't care about her daughter, about that horrid tape that told her something was terribly amiss. All she wanted was that big cock fucking her.
She rutted shamelessly there on the rug, the cords knifing into her wrists, her body hammered again and again by Gus's fat fucker as the heat climbed to a fever pitch in her cunt. The stretched, tearing ring of her shitter, and the juicy sliding of her cuntlips against one another and her clit drove her mad.
Cumming! She would be cumming with a man's prick up her ass! And, oh, how good it was going to be!
"Now, bitch!"
He slapped her repeatedly against the back of the head while fucking her ass mercilessly.
Nancy felt only her own mind-shattering climax as the thick, spurting masses of his jizz gushed into her ass guts. Her cunt snapped shut on emptiness as she chewed on the filthy rag gagging her. It was like taking lava in her bowels as she twitched helplessly under the big fucking stud, her ass filled with his jizz as she came and came and came.