Chapter 1
Susan Allen had never liked the big house in the country, and she especially did not like it when her husband was not home. Susan was a girl who liked the bright lights of the city, and liked to have people around her.
She had thought about dressing up and going out for the evening but there was no place she really wanted to go. She might have gone to her mother's for the week if she had known her husband had been going to stay away that long.
She was not sorry for the way she had talked to her husband when he had phoned her a few minutes before. It was not really his fault that his job required that he stay away longer, but she had made him feel like it was.
Susan had always had her husband twisted around her little finger, as she had had most of the other men she had ever known. Part of her power was in her looks.
Susan was a leggy, honey blonde who could have been a model except that her figure was a little too lush. Most of the men she knew told her she looked like a movie star. She had never met a man who did not make it obvious that he desired her. Susan did not mind being desired.
They might not have desired her if they had known that she did not care for sex all that much. She gave in to her husband when it was required but she was even careful not to do that a lot. She always wanted him in a position where he wanted more from her.
"That bastard," Susan said. "I never should have let him talk me into moving to this place. I hate it."
The house was Susan's only concession during their married life. He wanted to live in the country so badly. But now Susan was thinking that it was time they found an apartment somewhere close to the city. Someplace with a little excitement.
Susan made herself a gin and tonic and sat down in front of the television. She had just showered and she was wearing a comfortable full-length robe with bra and panties and a cotton nightgown underneath. Susan would usually dress a little sexier when her husband was at home, if only to drive him crazy. But now there was no reason to dress up.
Susan was about to finish her drink when she heard a noise outside. She listened close and she heard it again. It sounded as if someone had been tapping on the window.
Susan started trembling with fear. She had little courage and that was one of the reasons she hated being alone.
Susan walked softly to the front door and made sure it was locked. She thought she heard a noise again but she couldn't be sure. She remembered that Paul had always told her to call the police if she wasn't sure. Deep down she thought it was her imagination and that it would be foolish to call the police.
Still, she started walking toward the phone when there was a sudden crashing noise behind her.
She was shocked as she turned around and saw that the great picture window had been broken out and that a man was crawling through the hole he had made.
She ran for the phone. She lifted it up and started dialing. Her fingers shook so badly that she couldn't get the right number. She kept trying to dial and suddenly the man was beside her. She tried to run but something crashed against the side of her head and sent her sprawling the floor.
She realized she had been struck with his fist. She looked up into the meanest face she'd ever seen. He was a huge man with short hair and a scarred cheek. He was big enough to be a weight lifter and she had the feeling he was also strong. He ripped the phone out of the wall.
"No phones," he said. "Who are you?" she asked. "What do you want?"
"Just a ass passing through, baby," he said. "And right now I want a drink and something to eat. We'll talk about other stuff later."
She looked up into the man's brutal face and she knew this man was capable of doing anything to her. She was as scared as she had ever been. She knew she had to get away from him and she tried. She jumped off the floor like she was a running back and she almost made it past him.
At the last moment he pushed his leg out in front of her and she stumbled. She hit the floor hard again and her robe parted in the front. She hurriedly pulled her robe down and clutched it together but not before he had caught a glimpse of her white thighs.
"Well," he said softly, "maybe I'm not so hungry after all. There are other things to think about."
"You leave me alone," she said.
"I'm not going to do anything that hasn't been done before," he said. "Just maybe not as well."
She tried to get up again and he caught her. He twisted her arms around his back and bent his head to kiss her. She brought a silken knee up between his legs and he grunted in pain. He brought his fist around in a savage motion and everything went black for a moment.
She shook her head to free the cobwebs and she found herself on her knees. She looked up at him. He had taken off his belt and he reached down for her. He flipped her over on her stomach and twisted her arms up behind her. He tied her arms together tightly with his belt.
"That should hold you for a few moments," he said. "And right now a few moments is all I need. I'm horny as hell."
"Please don't do anything to me," she moaned. "Please don't."
"You just relax, sugar," he said. "I'm just going to take a look at your beautiful body!"
He put one hand on the back of her head and kept her face pushed hard against the floor so that she wouldn't be able to struggle. His other hand moved up the backs of her thighs until he was stroking the luscious curve of her ass.
She could feel the heat of his fingers even through her clothes. He simply moved his fingers up and down for a few moments as if he was remembering what a woman's ass felt like.
"You should dress in something sexy," he said. "I can feel that you have a beautiful ass. You should wear clothes that show it off!"
There were tears in her eyes as she kept begging him to stop. All she could think about was how degrading it was. She had never liked sex that much and now this man was going to force her!
He reached down and pulled up the bottom of her robe. She struggled again but the steely grip of his fingers hardened and she felt like her head was going to be twisted off. She stopped struggling as he pulled her robe up to her waist. He put his hand on her ass again and squeezed. He kept moving his hand from one ass-cheek to the other and he kept squeezing.
"Stop that," she said.
"What's the matter, baby? Don't you like having your ass played with? I thought every woman enjoyed having her ass felt up a little."
His fingers were almost cruel. She cursed him and he laughed at her. His fingers kept squeezing her ass-cheeks and she knew he was squeezing hard enough to leave marks. She tried to move away but his fingers squeezed her neck. She stopped moving.
"That's the way, baby," he told her. "Just relax and enjoy it. I'm not going to hurt you."
He took his hand away again but she knew it wasn't going to be for long. She was right. He pulled her nightgown up to her waist and left her in nothing but a pair of panties. He put his hand over her ass again. This time she really did feel degraded.
"Stop that," she pleaded. "Stop that, please. Why are you doing this to me?"
"I'm doing it because you enjoy it, baby, and because I've waited a long time for a woman like you. I knew you were special the moment I saw you. I bet your pussy's going to be hotter than hell!"
She cursed him again. She had never been struck in her life and she had never been treated this way. Susan had never felt so helpless. But there was nothing she could do to stop him as he slid his hand into her panties and cupped her naked ass-cheek.
"Beautiful ass," he groaned. "You really do have a beautiful ass. It's perfect!"
His rough finger parted the crack of her ass. He moved his finger up and down her ass for a moment. He pushed his finger against her ass-hole and made her shiver. He moved his finger down a little more. She knew where his finger would eventually end up.
"I bet you've got a hot pussy, baby," he said. "I bet it's like a firecracker once you get going."
Susan frantically searched her mind for a way out. She knew he would never believe her if she told him she was frigid. But it was the only thing she could think of.
His fingers moved around to the junction of her thighs. In another second he was pushing her pussy lips. He gently moved his finger up and down her cunt lips. She shivered even though she was trying to control herself. She hoped he did not think she was getting worked up. She shivered because she was afraid.
"It's been a long time since I've had a classy piece of pussy like yours," he said. "Mostly it's the girls I find around. Never a real classy piece of ass!"
His fingers kept stroking her cunt lips. She gasped when he pressed one finger up between her cunt lips and started exploring the inside of her cunt.
"You feel real tight, baby," he said. "Are you real tight? Doesn't your husband fuck your hot cunt enough?"
Susan would have killed him at that moment if she'd had the opportunity. She would never have allowed any man to treat her this way. It was humiliating.
"I think I'll just take your panties off," he said.
He gripped her panties and pulled them down over her ass and down her long legs. She tried to keep them on but it did no good. In another moment he had them off and was dropping them on the floor.
"Now I can reach that pussy a lot better," he said.
His hand moved up between her legs again. This time he stuffed three fingers into her cunt. He started moving his fingers in and out of her tight cunt as fast as he could. Later she would tell herself that it was only natural that her pussy got juiced up. It was something the body did that she had no control over. But she wondered about the sudden tingles that shot up her body.
She closed her eyes and thought about ugly things. She would not show this animal that he was capable of giving her any pleasure at all.
"Nice pussy," he said. "I got you all juiced up and ready. You're going to give me a fuck like you've never given anyone before!"
He kept his fingers inside her cunt for a few moments longer but now she knew it was only a matter of time. He took his hand away from her cunt. His hand was relaxed and she turned her head enough to see what he was doing.
He had unzipped his pants and was tugging them down. She blinked as she saw the size of his monstrous cock bunched in his shorts. It looked big enough to make two cocks. She swallowed nervously and her body started trying to move away again. Once more he tightened his fingers and she stopped.
"Don't you get excited, baby," he told her. "You're going to fucking love it!"
He still held her with one hand while he pulled his shorts out of the way. His cock seemed to jump out like it was alive. She could see the dark blue veins at the head of his prick. She could see the tiny eye dripping cum.
"I'd like to turn you over and really enjoy your body," he told her. "But there's plenty of time. We can really get to know each other before your husband comes back."
She had been going to lie to him and tell him that her husband was due back soon, but now she realized that he knew more about her than he was telling. She didn't know him. She knew she had never seen him before. How did he know anything about her?
He moved up between her legs. His swollen cockhead brushed against the insides of her thighs and his cum made her feel sticky. She realized that he was going to do it to her from behind!
"Please don't," she whispered. "At least let me turn around. I'm not some kind of animal."
"That's all you are to me, baby," he said. "Just animal cunt. That's all you are." He moved his cock a little closer. His thick cockhead pressed between her ass-cheeks. He moved his cock up and down between her ass-cheeks until his dripping cum was clinging to her ass-hole. He moved his cock around until it was between her legs. He pressed and his cockhead popped easily into her cunt.
"Now you can't tell me you didn't want it, bitch," he said softly. "Look how easy it went in. You can't tell me you didn't want a big cock in your pussy!"
"Take it out of me," she moaned. "Please don't fuck me. I'll give you money. Anything. Only stop!"
"You don't sound so proud anymore, bitch," he told her. "You don't sound proud like you did that day you got me fired."
It was at that moment that she remembered where she had seen the man before and she understood how he knew things about her. He had been a gardener who worked on her mother's property. He had been just a face to her, she had not known him well. But one day she'd been out back in her black bikini and she'd caught him staring at her. She had complained to her mother and the man was fired. Now it all came back to her.
"Bill Kenton," she said.
"That's right, baby," he said. "You remember now, don't you? You remember getting me fired. Such a fucking proud bitch! Well, you're not so proud anymore."
Bill still had not put all of his cock inside her but now he drove his prick all the way in with one savage thrust. She gasped loudly as his knob seemed to go right through her belly and out her mouth. No other cock had ever been so deep inside her.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "Now I'm going to pay you back for the way you treated me!"
He kept one hand locking her face against the floor while he put his other hand underneath her. He started pinching her belly until she raised her body off the floor. Her motion was what he wanted for the movement. It seemed to make her pussy suck at his swollen cock.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "That's what I like. You keep moving your ass like that and I'll stop pinching!"
Susan was already in pain. His big cock had stretched her pussy wider than it had been. His cock and balls seemed to be tearing through her. She had to lift her ass, otherwise the pinching seemed to hurt worse.
His cock was going deeper into her pussy with every thrust and it seemed to be growing inside her. She knew it wouldn't be long before he came.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I've dreamed about this for so fucking long! I've dreamed about fucking your hot little ass!"
He was driving it into her harder and faster and his cum was already dripping inside her. She was disgusted with everything. She told herself that she felt nothing. At long as she kept thinking about how much she hated him, she would feel nothing at all.
"Lift that ass up high, baby," he told her. "I'm going to come. I'm going to flood your fucking pussy with cum. Lift it high, bitch. Oh fuuuck!"
He pinched her hard and she was forced to lift her body up as high as she could. His cock grew thicker inside her and his cum started spurting out in thick wads. His cum filled her pussy quickly and started running down the sides of her thighs. She thought she was going to be sick, but somehow she held back.
Finally he stopped shoving his cock into her and just waited until his cock went limp. When his prickflesh slipped out of her, her pussy felt like it had been mauled.
"Now's the time for some bread and water," he said. "I'm starved. I hope you got plenty of food in the house. Fucking always makes me hungry."
Susan couldn't believe any of this was really happening.