Chapter 8
"Goddamn pussy eaters," Eddie growfed. "Can't turn your back on 'em for a minute before they got their tongues up some broad's slimy twat.
He turned to Gloria and there was fury in his eyes. "Did you shove something up her snatch? Did you go and bust that nice, tight cherry before I had a chance to ram my cock into her tight twat hole?"
"Take it easy, Eddie," Gloria said, sliding her finger out of my asshole in a leisurely fashion. "Don't go and get your big, balls in an uproar. I didn't steal any tight cunt hopping from you. Besides, what makes you think it's necessary for you to hump her first. Who told you, you were king shit around here."
Eddie's face darkened with rage. "I'll show you who's boss in this house," he growled. "Norma, get the hell off of that bitch. I'm going to whack her ass good for her."
"You wouldn't dare!" Gloria rasped ... but there was a note of fear in her voice.
"Just wait and see if I don't," Eddie proclaimed.
"Come on, kid," he said to me. "Slide your box off of her tit so I can show her who's giving the orders around here, once and for all!"
I was too scared of Eddie to offer any resistence. I knew the terrible, mean things he was capable of doing to a woman. I didn't want to get on the wrong side of him for anything in the world.
I jumped off Gloria like her tit had suddenly turned into hot potatoes.
She got to her feet still pretending defiance. "I am leaving this house," she announced, angrily. "And I don't intend to return until you learn some manners, Eddie."
"Cut the shit, Gloria," Eddie said, grabbing her by the arm. "Or I'm going to whack your ass twice as hard for being such a big mouth.
He reached down, wound his arm underneath the curve of her behind, lifted Gloria, up and threw her right over his great big, powerful left shoulder.
Gloria screamed and started to kick.
Eddie slapped her on the can so hard that I could practically feel the sting on my own flesh.
Gloria's screaming got louder.
"Come on," Eddie said to mom and me. "Let's take her into the other room where there's a double bed and more room for all of us to stretch out."
By the time we got into mom's bedroom, Gloria's face was flushed red and the tears were streaming down her pretty rosy cheeks.
"Please don't hit me again," she begged tearfully, as Eddie sat himself down on a chair and flung her, face down across his lap.
"Hit you?" He mocked her with a laugh in his voice. "I'm gonna knock the shit out of you. No broad talks to me like that and gets away with it ... does she?" he said the last part of his sentence to my mother.
"No, dear," mom answered with a wicked gleam in her eyes that told me she was loving every minute of Gloria's humiliation.
Eddie arranged Gloria across his lap so that her ass was pointing straight up toward the ceiling.
She tried to wiggle and squirm out of his grasp, but he kept her pinned down with one arm pushing firmly across the small of her back.
"Nice ass," he said, rubbing the palm of his right hand across the twin hills of her upturned, curvy, naked bottom. "Nice ass to smack and fuck and suck and rip the skin right off of with a cat o' nine tails." He turned toward mom and winked, so Gloria couldn't see. "What do you think of that idea, hon?"
"I've got the whip right over there in the closet," mom answered, also out of Gloria's sight.
Gloria wailed and broke into tears all over again.
"Don't use a whip on me," she begged pitifully. "I'll be good. I'll do anything you say. I'll suck your cock. I'll lick your asshole. I'll let you fuck me in the cunt, in the mouth, anyplace. You can come all over me if want to. You can shit on me. You can piss on me. Just don't whip me ... please ... don't whip me.
"We'll see about that," Eddie said, obviously enjoying the fact that he had Gloria scared half to death now. "Well see just how much punishment you can really take. If you're a real good girl and don't yell or scream then I won't have to whip you. Is that a good deal?"
"Oh yes ... yes ... anything you say, Eddie," Gloria agreed instantly. "You can do anything you want to me. I won't scream. I promise I won't. As long as you don't use a whip on me, that is."
Eddie looked at me next and winked in my direction, letting me in on the game too.
Then, he raised his hand high in the air and brought his palm slapping down hard on Gloria's upturned buttocks.
The place where he smacked her turned a bright red and her little asscheeks quivered from the pain.
"Spread your legs, Gloria," Eddie growled. "I want to see the crack of your cunt."
She moved her thighs apart, exposing her twat and her asshole to his hungry, gleaming eyes.
Eddie clapped his fingers over the tender flesh high at the inside of her thigh.
He pinched her hard.
Gloria gasped with the pain of his cruel fingers biting into her flesh.
But, true to her promise, she did not scream.
"Very good," Eddie drawled, releasing his hold inside her spread legs. "You did okay Gloria ... at least this time. Let's see how long you hold it."
He ran the edge of his big hand up and down the crack of her spread ass.
Gloria shivered with apprehension, waiting for something terrible to happen to her. Her asscheeks quivered with fear and her whole body seemed to quake as she tried to brace herself.
Suddenly, Eddie took his thumb and jammed it all the way into her asshole. No preparation, no lubrication, no nothing. He just rammed his thumb right up her rectum until he couldn't shove it in any further.
I heard Gloria gulp.
I saw her fingers curl themselves into tight little fists and beat on the floor. Again, she didn't scream.
Eddie's face seemed to light up with cruel delight as he turned his thumb back and forth, back and forth, screwing his finger deeply into her wounded rectum.
"You got a nice tight asshole, sweetie," Eddie drawled. "Yes, indeed ... nice and tight and hard. Maybe I'll stick this big fat cock of mine up inside of your behind and give you a good, hot assfucking that you'll never forget. How would you like it if I did that to you?"
"Anything ... you ... want...." Gloria's voice came out in weak spurts of pain.
Eddie laughed nastily. "You bet your life it's anything I want. That's the way it goes around this house, baby ... and it's a damned good thing that you're learning it ... even if you're learning it the hard way."
He pulled his thumb out of Gloria's asshole fast and all of a sudden. It made a loud popping sound, like a champagne cork blowing off the top of a bottle.
Gloria moaned. "Oh, my poor ripped up ass," she said. "My hole's never going to be the same after this. You sure got the biggest finger I ever had inside of me. It's almost as big as a cock."
"Not as big as my cock," Eddie corrected her. "I've got a horse's prick swinging around on top of my hairy nuts. How'd you like to feel that jammed all the way up your weeping, sweet behind?"
"I don't think so," Gloria answered, sounding frightened and worried again.
"Well, we'll see about that later," Eddie went on. "For now, I think I want a little action from that pussy of yours. Spread your legs wider so I can get at that nice hairy snatch, baby."
Gloria spread her legs far apart. One of them fell over the edge Of Eddie's knees and slipped down to the floor.
I saw her cunt now, perfectly clear. It was wet and dripping. The pink lips were shining with twat juice.
She was enjoying this! There couldn't have been any other explanation for her slippery, sloppy condition between her legs.
Eddie caught a tuft of her quim hair between his thumb and forefinger and yanked. Hard.
Gloria groaned. She sounded like she was going to faint from the pain of having her pussy hair grabbed and pulled.
Eddie loved his work. He jerked his hips upward and I could tell from the sweat on his face that he was pretty damned excited himself, by then.
"Ever have a whole fist up your gash?" he asked her in that cruel tone of his that sent icy shivers up and down my own spine.
"Oh no, I couldn't take that," Gloria protested. "I know my cunt is stretched big from all the fucking I've done ... but not a whole fist. Please, Eddie ... have mercy on my poor, aching cunt."
"No mercy for you, you stupid cunt lapper," Eddie snarled. "Just spread that box of yours and get yourself prepared ... cause I'm going to jam all five knuckles right into your no good, dripping muff.
Gloria shivered with terror. She just lay there across Eddie's lap with terror showing all over her body. One of her feet dangled to the floor. She didn't move a muscle.
Eddie slapped her hard again. This time, he caught her right on the cunt.
"Spread it wider!" he yelled. "I want to be able to see all the way inside that slimy, slippery fucking hole that you got there."
This time, Gloria moved ... and fast! She slid her legs farther apart until her cunt gaped so wide it looked like a bowl of hair and goo, without a spoon in it.
Eddie twisted his fingers into a tight fist and started to shove them into her slit.
"Wait till you see what I do when I get my fist all the way inside, baby," Eddie answered, with a wicked laugh.
He pushed his fist harder ... shoving it and jamming it and twisting it until finally, with a loud, gushy sound it disappeared all the way inside Gloria's slippery, stretched hole.
"How's that feel, big mouth," he asked.
"Terrible," Gloria whined. "Take it out. Take your fist out of my aching pussy. Please! Oh please! I beg of you. Stop it, you're killing me."
"Not on your life," Eddie said, "I haven't spread my fingers open, yet. I'm going to claw the skin right off the walls of your hole. Like this! How do you like it?"
I saw his hand move and I knew his fingers were uncurling inside of Gloria's cunt.
She moaned in agony and grabbed onto Eddie's hairy leg to restrain herself from screaming.
Nice inside your hole," he said, "I like the feeling of those slimy walls. I think I'll just scratch a little bit now. How are you doing, Gloria?"
This time, Gloria screamed.
Good and loud.
The sound seemed to fly around the room, piercing the air. And nearly shattering the mirror on mom's dresser.
Eddie laughed ... a maniacal sound rose up from deep in his throat. "Hurt ya this time, right baby?"
Gloria just kept on screaming. At the top of her lungs. As loud as she possibly could. She wouldn't stop.
Eddie must have gotten a little scared by that time, cause all of a sudden he pulled his hand out of her dripping cunt and let go of her.
Gloria, then rolled off his lap and fell down onto the floor. She lay on her back, very quiet with her legs spread wide. I could see a little drop of blood oozing out of her gaping cunt.
Nobody talked for the longest time. We were all too busy, staring at Gloria ... watching the slime ooze out of her crack. Blood, cunt juice and her own come.
All of a sudden the downstairs doorbell rang.
"Oh hell," Gloria said suddenly coming around That must be Robbie."
"Who's Robbie?" Eddie asked.
"My son," Gloria told him. "I called him on the phone and told him to come over."
"Whatever for?" mom inquired.
"I thought it would be nice if he fucked little Norma over here."
"You mean he's coming to see her?" Mom's eyes gazed with wide disbelief and confusion.
"In that case I'd better be the one to answer the door," I said, getting up and starting out of the room.
"But you don't have any clothes on," mom squealed.
"Who needs clothes to fuck?" I answered with a big smile, as I dashed down the stairs.