Chapter 8
It was almost three months since Alice left. Lew sold his house and left the state. The only servant he took with him was Mike, because he was a trusted friend. The others had been paid off generously, and had been told to forget their connection with Jake and Lew.
Lew knew that he could count on Mike to see about staffing his new house with efficient and loyal servants. And, because money was no problem, Mike had a free hand and was very choosy.
Lew now lived in the Midwest, and as before, had a beautiful house in an isolated section of the countryside. A year went by, and Lew lived quietly. He raped no girls, fucked no ass-holes. However, one day, when he was in Chicago, he ran into his old pal Jake. They met quite by accident in Lil's, the most expensive and exclusive whorehouse in the city.
They were delighted to see each other again, and renewed their old friendship. Before the evening was over, you'd have never believed it had been a year since they'd seen each other.
Some of their evening was spent in fornicating, but the major portion of it was spent in exchanging experiences. Lew reviewed with his old friend the episode with Alice. Just getting it off his chest seemed to lighten his burden of guilt.
"It sounds to me like you were almost in love with the kid," Jake said. And. though Lew denied it vehemently, he knew in his heart that Jake was right. He had felt a closeness with her that he'd never felt with any other woman. Still, because he didn't believe in the existence of love, he refused to call their closeness love.
"What I really need, Jake, is a tight, young ass-hole to erase her memory. I haven't felt like a real man in ages."
"Well, buddy, I'll scout around and see what I can come up with. But, meanwhile there's a party two weeks from this coming Friday night. I want you to come to it with me. Every year, Li! throws a special wing-ding, just for her special customers, and, believe me, it's always a dilly.
"The girls she finds are just out of this world. And they know what to expect ahead of time, and are well paid for the abuse they put up with. I'll introduce you to her a little later on. I'm sure she'll come up with a special little number just for you. How about it, Lew, will you come?" Jake asked.
"Well, I'm not yet one of her preferred customers," Lew answered hesitantly.
"If it's the money, pal, forget it. I'll pay your way. She'll accept any friend of mine, I'm loaded," Jake offered.
"You are a real friend, Jake. But I don't need your money. I'm still rich myself. But I might as well meet this Lil of yours. Besides, a party might be just what I need to get out of this rut I'm in." And Lew actually felt a stirring inside, and began to look forward to the kind of party Jake described !
For months, Lew had been picking up a piece here and there, sticking to whores, not willing to take on anyone, until the hurt of Alice had left him. He decided that he was going to allow this coming party to erase her from his memory entirely.
"Tell me how to get to your place," Jake said, and Lew gave him the directions, also informing his friend to consider it his home any time he wished to come.
They parted shortly later, Lew to go home, and Jake to call on a couple of his buddies. Once he'd made them acquainted with Lew, they'd have a ball, balling together. And Jake could foresee great balling times ahead. He also wanted them to help him scout around for a special little chick for Lew.
Jake had some business in the eastern part of the state, and was on his way home. It was then that he struck pay-dirt, in the form of a sex-starved school-girl, and he decided to go on to Lew's place.
Donna was a natural blonde. Her short curls topped a very curvaceous figure. She was almost eighteen, but with the aid of lipstick and eye shadow, she easily passed for twenty.
She lived with her father and two younger brothers in a little backwoods shack about two miles from the town where she walked to high school each day. Well, she didn't walk all the way. She was adept at hitch-hiking.
She could have ridden the school bus which picked up her brothers, Walter and Sal. But then, one of them would have told her Pa about her makeup, or what was worse, her very short skirts. That alone would have earned her the paddle, and her Pa was very adept with it.
Every morning, about a quarter to eight, Donna would cut through the woods, taking about fifteen minutes and would hitch a ride into town. And because the highway was well-traveled, she never had to wait more than a few minutes before she obtained a ride.
And, because she always rolled her skirts at the waist, until a luscious expanse of thigh was exposed, she almost always got a lift from a man. So far, she had never been molested which was a miracle, but she was soon to find herself in more trouble than she had bargained for.
Donna was a senior in high school and considered school a real drag. But, because her Pa threatened her with the paddle if she didn't go regularly, she went. However, instead of studying, she spent almost all of her time teasing the boys.
Naturally, she was called the cock-teaser. She knew it, and she loved it, even though she didn't really know what it was all about or what she was begging for and not getting.
For example, when she'd pass guys in the hall she'd casually brush their arms with her breasts, which were firm and full. Or, at other times, she'd bend over, directly in front of one of the boys to pick up a pencil she'd deliberately dropped, showing off her cute, little ass, that was neatly concealed and outlined by her bikini panties which her Pa also didn't know she wore.
It pleased Donna to make all the guys want her. One of these days, she knew her Pa would have to give in and let her go out on dates. And, when he did, she wanted plenty of guys fighting to go out with her. Her greatest dream had always been to be the most popular girl at school.
And she was determined that her dream was going to come true. She'd prove to all those snooty, goodie-goodie, well-dressed, snobby girls that she could have any of their boyfriends that she wanted.
It was two-thirty in the afternoon when Donna began fidgeting in her seat. It was almost time for the dismissal bell, and she was anxious to leave. For two days in a row, she had gotten a ride with the same guy. Jake something or other and, she thought sure he'd be there waiting again today. She knew he was too old for her he was almost thirty but, the thought of a man eagerly awaiting her was terribly exciting.
Then, the bell rang! Pandemonium broke out in the hall. Someone even pinched Donna on the tit as they raced past her down the hall, but she never gave it, or its owner's hand, a thought. She hurried out the door and down the sidewalk, covering almost a block before she spotted the familiar black car.
"Hi ya, sugar. You riding today?" Jake called out softly.
"Guess so," Donna answered and hopped into the car.
They rode in absolute silence, not because neither of them had anything to say, but because Jake's hand was resting, lingering on Donna's bare thigh. It was something no one had ever done before.
Somehow, she knew it was wrong to feel so warm inside, or to allow his hand to remain but she just couldn't move.
Then about halfway home, Jake's fingers began to knead and caress the warm, silky thigh-flesh, never taking his eyes from the road. Steadily, his hand worked upwards, until the heat of Donna's crotch warmed the back of his hand.
"You're pretty nice," Jake finally said huskily, as he pulled onto the shoulder of the road and stopped. "Hey, don't be in such a hurry, honey," he added coaxingly, as Donna had started to open the door to get out the car.
"Well, I really ought to go. Pa will be expecting me," she said softly, yet lingering on.
"Just one kiss then before you go?" Jake whispered, and without removing his hand, he pulled her close and kissed her parted lips. Before she could protest, he had his hand inside her pants and had slid a finger into her warm hole. Swiftly, and expertly he examined and explored, satisfying himself that the tiny restriction was quite intact.
Jake knew that Donna was ripe and ready for the kill, and that she was just what Lew needed. Physically, she was still a virgin, but how she had stayed that way was a complete mystery to him. However, he mentally confirmed the fact that she wouldn't remain that way for long.
After a few gushing words of loving endearment, Jake allowed Donna to leave his car. But to be sure of the direction she took, he remained parked for several minutes, watching. With definite plans already formulating in his mind, he started his car back up and headed for Lew's.
"Hello, my friend! Help yourself to a drink," Lew said as Jake entered his study. "What's up?" he added.
"Lew. I think I've found just the thing to make you forget that Alice kid. I did a little finger-fishing, and I think I've got a dandy for you. Fact is, I think we could all have a ball with this little chick," Jake said, and proceeded to describe Donna.
"She sounds more like a slut than a virgin, Jake," Lew said. "Are you sure?" he asked, trying to not sound too eager.
"Well, my fingers have never lied before, and I don't think I've forgotten what a virgin wall feels like," he answered, reassuring his friend confidently. "Actually, I was hoping to make a little picnic out of her. You know, lunching in the woods? I could have her cunt, and you take her ass. Ralph and Manny, the two buddies I was telling you about, could have the leftovers.
"You know there's a safety in numbers, Lew, and four sounds like a fucking good number to me. How about it?" he asked.
For several minutes, Lew paced the floor of his study, lost in thought. Then, he seemed to come to a decision.
"Well, today is out. I've already made other plans. But you call your buddies and set it up for tomorrow. That way the chick will have the weekend to recuperate in," he suggested, then chuckled gleefully. He was beginning to feel better already.
"Good enough, Lew. Hey! She ought to warm you up for the party. It's only a week away, you know," Jake added, but was interrupted by the phone ringing.
Jake listened to Lew's side of the conversation, and became intrigued. "What's that all about, Lew?" he couldn't help but ask when Lew replaced the receiver.
"Well, that Lil of yours is a pretty good sort when she finds out you've got money to burn, like I have. When I visited her a few days ago, I mentioned a little item I had in mind. She just called to tell me she found what I was looking for.
"Seems there's a family down south in some little town that has about ten kids. A contact of Lil's is going to purchase the eighteen-year-old for me. After the party, I'm going to fly south to pick her up. But Jake, the important thing is, I'm going to have another Alice," Lew declared, for his spirits were really soaring. Everything was starting to jump and live again!
"Hey, I feel like a shower. Want to join me" he asked, and Jake agreed.
It was while they were lathering themselves and absent-mindedly fondling their own cocks that Lew said, "You're a better friend than a brother, Jake. Too bad you're not my sister. I could fuck you silly right now, if you were," and playfully, he tweaked at Jake's semi-hard cock with his soapy fingers.
"That's the best offer I've had all day, brother. Why don't you think of me as your sister?" Jake suggested softly and very seriously. He then turned and bent down to grab his ankles.
"If you want my ass, brother, take it quick. That cock of yours is pretty damn big and I might change my mind," he teased, wiggling his ass at Lew's growing staff.
For only a moment. Lew hesitated. Then quickly, while he had the urge, he gripped Jake's hips, and took his friend in the ass.
"You're as tight as Alice," Lew cried, and ground and thrust and pounded until he'd blown his mind.
Jake understood Lew's anguish and suffered the discomfort willingly. Besides, it was the best fucking he'd had in years. As for Lew, it was all the same to him. He loved ass fucking.
The next day, Jake was again giving Donna a lift. Suddenly he pulled to the side of the road. Quickly, he gripped Donna's curly head, and plunged his tongue into her gaping mouth. His cock was surging against his pants, just thinking about what was going to happen soon. He slid the zipper down, and released his rigid pole.
"I've got a treat for you, honey," he said, and watched Donna stiffen at the sight of his exposed erection.
"Pa would kill me," she whispered, and tried to get away from him.
"I'm not going to fuck you. baby. And this he'll never know about," he said. Then, with his hands still gripping her hair, he forced her to her knees on the floor. When he had her between his legs, he held her face to his crotch.
"Open those sweet lips, honey. Show me how grown up you are," he ordered. However, he had to gouge her cheeks with his thumbs before he was able to bury his rod in the moist warmth of her mouth.
"Don't bite it, sugar, Just suck it like a big baby's nipple. That's a girl," he coaxed, while Donna looked up at him out of panic-stricken eyes. Her rosy cheeks dented in and out, as she inexpertly, but obediently, sucked his cock.
"Drink it, baby, it's good for you," he groaned, forcing himself to be careful not to shove it all the way down her throat. In fact, he felt quite gentlemanly as he sank only half his rod, gently pressing his knob to her tonsils, allowing her room to swallow the great gushes of cream that were firing into her throat.
Tears ran down Donna's cheeks, as she was released from the car to dash off through the woods. It was all part of Jake's clever plan. Lew and Jake's two friends, Ralph and Manny, had been sitting on a damp log for almost an hour. They knew that Jake was going to warm the kid up a little, before dropping her off. But time was dragging for them. And then, all thoughts of the uncomfortable, slanted log were forgotten. They could hear the distant crunching of underbrush.
"Pull those stockings on, boys, and take your places. Wait till she passes that first tree before you grab her. Jake won't be too far behind," Lew instructed.
The three took their places and waited.
"Perfect," Lew whispered to himself, as Donna entered the small clearing, still wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Then, as she stopped for a moment to unroll the top of her skirt, Ralph and Manny stepped out, blocking her path. Each one quickly grabbed an arm, as Lew closed in behind her and slipped a gag over her head, adjusting it securely around her mouth so that she couldn't scream out.
The three men were just finished removing her clothing, when Jake trotted into the clearing, similarly masked.
"All right. Onto the log with her. Ralph, you hold her shoulders down," Lew directed, as Donna was placed on her back against the rough, damp trunk. "You two take an arm and a leg," he added, and proceeded to remove his pants, allowing Donna to watch as his great cock was revealed for her while his randy friends quickly carried out his instructions, spread-eagling the girl for him.
Lew's rod was enormous and hard as rock as he approached the trembling girl. Silently, he acknowledged that the girl was physically very mature for her age. She was pink and soft, and her huge breasts were as firm as rocks, and almost as big.
At the touch of Lew's hand, her skin shivered and little goose-bumps popped up, enhancing her innocence.
Her lovely, vulnerable cunt was surrounded by blonde, fuzzy curls, which formed a thick mat above her gaping, narrow slit. Her dark pink in-sides caused Lew's cock to bounce and ooze honey, in anticipation of its destination.
However, before doing anything else, Lew bent his face close, looking directly into her cunt, and sniffed deeply. God, how he loved the smell of ripe, untouched pussy. It made him forget ass-holes.
"It looks a little dry," he said huskily, and raising his stocking above her mouth, he thrust his tongue in and out and up and down, and round and round, savoring the young taste of her.
The log was at such an angle that Lew couldn't fuck her from a kneeling position, but from an awkwardly standing position. He had to straddle the log and lean forward, bracing his weight on his hands, one on each side of her.
"You'll have to hold her still, or I'll miss first try," he ordered. And Donna's twisting, gyrating hips were brought to a state of immobility by her captors as they pulled taut her legs, allowing Lew to press his dripping, enormous knob just inside her pussy lips.
"Now! Raise her legs up and back. I'm going in," Lew ordered. And, when she was ready, he lunged forward, letting his full weight sink his cock deep, pinning the ravished girl to the log.
For several moments, Lew remained motionless against her groin, nipping and sucking her gorgeous nipples, then pillowed his face against the heavenly sponginess of her breasts, and took several deep breaths.
Donna's stifled scream was heard by all four of the men. Then each became aware of the change in her tone, as her screams turned into moans and cries.
"Oh," Lew sighed as Donna's tight passage began gripping his tool with its milking muscles.
"Her pussy's a natural. She's gonna drain me," Lew said. Then, "I'll be damned!" he groaned, and began thrusting his hips with great speed and power, driving deep with every thrust.
Thrillingly, he felt the tightening deep within him, as his cream was being drawn from his balls, rushing forward to fill the void at the end of her mliking passage.
"I never believed she would take in all of me," Lew said breathlessly as he rested on top of her now motionless body. Then, with a rush of come and blood, he removed his long prick from her tight sheath, and began to clean himself off.
"It's my turn now, fellas. Flip her over while she's still dazed. It might make it a little easier on her," Jake said, and prepared himself for his own cherry-picking session with her ass.
"Wait!" Lew said, wiping the last of his mess on Donna's skirt. "I wouldn't want such a beautiful cunt to get scratched. Put this under that little pussy," he directed, and laughed as Ralph made a great show of spreading it neatly beneath the crotch that was now straddling the log.
Feeling out of the action, Manny also straddled the log, and rested Donna's face comfortably against his crotch, watching Jake initiate her tight little anus with his long, hungry plunger.
"Just like Lew to leave me the ass end," he said.
It was as Jake was pile-driving towards his finale, that Donna once more began to moan and cry.
"She's with us again, Jake," Ralph said. "I wonder if she's enjoyed our picnic, so far?" he asked, and all three observers laughed coarsely, until tears came to their eyes. Lew kind of wished he had taken the ass-hole as Jake had originally suggested.
"Can you two handle the rest by yourselves?" he asked as Jake cleaned himself off and began replacing his pants.
"Sure, Lew. We'll fix her up nice before Papa see his baby girl," Manny said, and laid Donna gently on a bed of leaves. "In fact, I'm gonna start fixing her up right now," and he proceeded to do so.
For a few seconds. Lew watched as Manny squeezed her two luscious mounds together, while gently fucking a path between them with his engorged pole. Each time his cock thrust through, it nudged her chin. Then, Ralph joined them on the ground, and Jake and Lew knew they were no longer needed.
"Don't forget you have to leave my thank you note," Lew said to the remaining men, and he and Jake left the scene.
They didn't forget that. Before they left the unconscious girl, they obediently stuffed the one-hundred dollar bill into her soaking cunt.
Meanwhile back at Lew's house, Lew personally thanked Jake for his picnic present. His thanks were potent and accepted with pleasure. A fuck in the ass.
As for Donna, when she came to after the rapes, she was alone. She got up uneasily and began staggering through the woods. She was near her Pa's house when she passed out. The next thing she knew, she heard the uneven stamping of her father's tread, long before she looked up into the brightness of his lantern. He stood silent for a long moment, gazing down at his daughter's naked, abused body.
"Here, Walter, carry the light," the older man said gruffly, lifting Donna into his arms. "Sal! Get back to the house, and turn down your Ma's bed!" he added.
"But we never use Ma's room," Sal said bravely.
"We're using it now. Your sister's too big to be sharing with boys any longer. Do as I say now, and hurry!" he ordered. And, because of his game knee, he headed slowly back along the trail, limping slightly and watching for holes.
"Shush now, girl," he said soothingly as Donna began sobbing into his shoulder. "It's all over, baby."
Gently, the older man laid her on the great bed.
"You boys go downstairs until I call you!" he ordered. Then, with a towel and a basin of warm water, he shut himself inside the dimly lit room with Donna.
"I'm sorry, Pa, it wasn't my fault, honest! You ain't going to paddle me, are you?" Donna sobbed, and cried fresh tears as her Pa proceeded to wash her sore body. He washed from her swollen red breasts, to her blood-smeared thighs.
"Your paddlin' will wait till you're healed," he said softly.
"Oh Pah, it hurts," she cried.
"Where, baby? Tell Pa where," he whispered. "Pa will fix it," he added, caressing and searching softly and tenderly.
"There, Pa. Oh!"
A short time later, her Pa whispered, "Now, sleep, Donna. Pa will be back later, honey. Pa will take good care of his girl. And Donna don't worry about that paddlin'. "
As the gray-headed man limped slowly down the stairs, he patted his pocket and said in a whisper, "Whoever you are, thanks, mister!"