Chapter 8
A week later, they were in a small cabin, high in the mountains, staring into the flames flickering in a fire place. They were drinking wine, leaning against the back of a comfortable couch, enjoying their first moment of peace since that fateful evening.
Jarvis had committed suicide once the story broke, and his death was followed by a dozen others. The government announced it was launching an investigation into the Brotherhood, and they were national heroes, it seemed. I
The tape and film had only been played in private, and since they belonged to Malbin, he ordered it to be that way. He wanted none of it to come out, beyond exposing the members of the Brotherhood, above all, he wanted to protect Darla.
The young woman, herself, was feeling more at peace and calm than she ever had before. At first, she feared that Horden's hold on her was too strong, but Malbin's kindness and obvious love cured that.
"He's gone, he can't ever harm you again," he told her. He turned his shaggy head to hers and kissed her tenderly on the mouth.
She moaned with the pleasure of his lips meeting hers and shivered as she felt his hand sliding over the halter top she was wearing, slipping inside of it to cup one of her firm, lovely breasts.
"Ohh, God, Bob, why did I ever turn you away, before," she sighed. She kissed him hungrily, now. "Ummm, I must have been crazy!"
He laughed softly, kneading her precious globe tenderly, feeling the first thrill of her tiny nipples expanding against the pressure of his palm. "Never mind that," he told her, warmly. "We can just make up for lost time!"
She giggled in delight, and dropped her hand to his crotch, toying with the bulge that was growing rapidly, there. He shuddered as she moved the tips of her fingers back and forth along the length of the building mound, pressing them firmly against his aching tool.
She quickly unzipped his pants and slipped her hand inside, wrapping her exquisite digits around the throbbing tool. "Ohh, yeah, babe, that's it," he moaned, shuddering with the effect of her caress. "Now you got the idea!"
She drew his prick from his trousers then, and began to pump her hand up and down on the tool, twisting it back and forth in her grasp. She loved feeling his flesh throbbing in her grip, feeling the hot blood racing through the shaft, now.
He moved his mouth hungrily back and forth against hers, kissing her greedily until she was breathless With the passion he was creating in her, now.
His hand slithered down to her crotch and plucked at the buttons to her shorts, pulling them free with a quick, determined snap. She giggled as he slipped his hand inside of her panties, rubbing the tips of his fingers back and forth against her already damp and swollen cunt petals.
"Umm, that's so nice, Bob," she sighed, rocking from left to right as he caressed her cunt petals. "Oooo, I love that so much!"
Now she began to force her shorts and panties down over her hips, slithering them along her legs to bare her throbbing loins. Robert Malbin felt the delightful young girl's body trembling wildly, now, and his own, aching lust surged hotter in the pit of his throbbing groin.
She pushed away from him, then, laughing softly as she stood up and slipped the halter top from her shoulders. Standing in front of the fire, her body outlined by the flames, moist and lovely in every way, his cock began to pound even more powerfully with greed.
"Darling, I don't think I have to forget about everything that happened, do I?" Darla whispered, her voice teasing and sweet as she smiled at him, slyly. "I mean, good can come from bad, can't it?"
Malbin stood up then, his legs trembling with the excitement he felt in his groin. "Just what do you mean by that;" he asked.
She giggled and beckoned him toward the bed that lay against the far wall of the small cabin. He followed her slowly, his cock growing thicker and thicker as his anticipation grew more savage and fierce.
She lay down on the bed, a huge, soft mattress supporting her, and waved her hands, idly at the bed posts behind her. "I mean, you could just sort of make me your captive for awhile, couldn't you?" she murmured.
She was pointing to the four strands of ropes that were fastened to each of the posts, the dark gray of them shadowed in the light that came from the fire. He shook his head, sighing with amusement.
"Okay, but no beating, damn it," he snorted. "I'm tired of slapping girls around. I just want to fuck them!"
She nodded, closing her eyes as she felt him slipping one wrist through the noose of a rope and pulling it tightly against her flesh. She winced at the slight, pleasing pain and eagerly stretched her hand for the other loop.
Malbin bound her wrist tightly, then kissed his way along her quivering body, running his lips along her length of her smooth, supple leg, until he reached her dainty foot. He slipped her pretty foot though the strand of rope at the end of the bed and tied it tight, then quickly did the same with the other.
He looked up over the length of her body then and whispered anxiously. "How do you feel now, darling?"
Darla James moaned with unbelievable delight. "Marvelous," she replied, shivering with contentment. "Simply marvelous, my love! I can't move at all, I'm completely helpless, totally under your power!"
Malbin laughed and began to kiss and lick his way back up along her leg once more. He nibbled hungrily at the smooth, creamy flesh of her inner thigh and the young girl gasped in pleasure as the waves of delight rippled through her loins.
She felt his tongue roaming over the rim of her cunt mound, lathering her damp, warm cunt lips hungrily. Slithering his tongue back and forth, he rolled it around the moist, quivering nugget of her clit and the young girl screamed softly in delight.
"Ohh, God, that's nice, Bob," she sighed, thrusting her pussy up against his nibbling teeth. "Ummm, more, do that some more!"
She strained against her bound wrists and ankles, thrilling to the way they could not come free of the tight, coarse ropes that held them. She felt the hemp cutting into her flesh, the dull throbbing in her hands and feet, and she was in ecstasy.
Malbin's hands wandered up and over her breasts, then, kneading and squeezing the soft, spongy globes with increasing passion and need. He caught the nipples in turn, pinching them tenderly between his fingers and she yelped in delight. "
"Umm, God, that's nice," she sighed as the shivering, stinging delight of his caress ripped through her boobs, all the way down to the pit of her loins. "Yes, darling, Bob, yes that's it!"
She rocked slowly back and forth on the bed now, as Malbin caught her quivering love nugget between his teeth and sucked on the juicy button, hungrily. The harsh, compelling pleasure roared through her then, as the man continued to lather her trapped morsel with his tongue.
Now he began to ride his arrow in and out of her pit and she screamed softly, as she jerked her hands and feet against the tightly bound ropes again. The thrill of his stabbing tongue, mingled with the throbbing ache in her captive wrists and ankles gave her the pleasure she needed so badly.
She didn't worry about that anymore. She was no longer confused as to what she wanted. She only wanted to be bound and tied to the bed, pain she could do without.
Malbin felt his prick pulsating violently as he pumped his tongue in and out of Darla's hot, wet cave. He could feel her cunt muscles grasping hold of the plunging spear, and he lathered her inner walls hungrily, then.
If she wanted to be tied up, he wasn't going to object, he thought. After all, there was nothing wrong with that. She seemed to enjoy every sensation ten times more if she was bound, and Robert Malbin always liked to please a girl if he could.
He stared over her body, gazing at the cord around her wrists and the anxious manner in which she tugged on them. Obviously, she thrilled to the sense of helplessness, when his tenderness with her was only heightened by her position of captivity.
Now he felt his greed beginning to overwhelm him and he responded to her anxious pleading. "Come inside me, darling, ohh, Bob, inside me, now," she moaned. Her cunt was on fire, then, throbbing with the intensity she was experiencing. "Ummm, now, Bob, fuck me, now!"
Quickly, Malbin slithered over the length of her smooth, creamy frame, his cock racing along her leg and inner thigh as he brought it toward her hot, quivering pussy lips. She moaned and shuddered as she felt his prick thrusting against her aching lips, forcing its way between them.
Robert Malbin gasped with delight as he penetrated the steaming, tight chamber of Darla's cunt. Her eager muscles wrapped themselves around his tool and pulled him forward, urging him to go deeper inside of her, now.
"Ahh, God, this is good," Malbin sighed, thrusting hard and fast, driving his cock instantly to the pit of her lovely tunnel.
"Yeah, Darla, I think this isn't such a bad idea at all!"
The girl laughed in delight and thrust herself against him, feeling the hot, throbbing power in her cunt, even as she felt the ropes biting deeper into her flesh. She felt Malbin begin to thrust in and out of her then, and she pulled harder on her bound limbs, to remind herself of her helplessness.
There was nothing in the world quite like it, she thought. His cock slithered back and forth along her taut, slippery channel, each stroke more delightful than the last, and she sighed, contentedly. There was nothing like being fucked by a strong, powerful man, when you couldn't do a thing about it, she thought.
Malbin picked up the speed and pace of his attack, now, thrusting in and out of her cunt faster and faster, then. He could feel her pussy throbbing around his plunging rod, her muscles kneading and squeezing him, frantically.
His balls were aching with a load of hot, boiling come, and his prick was on fire with passion as he plunged it deep into the girl's willing chamber. He did not understand her passion for being bound, but at this point, he was not about to argue with the lust that it created in her.
Again and again he thrust into the steaming passage of her cunt, his wanting reaching a point of such powerful need that he did not know if he could stand it. Whatever happened, he thought, this orgasm was going to be beautiful.
She twisted and turned beneath him, thrusting her belly up to meet his, thrilled by the hot, surging pleasure that took hold of her. She could feel a powerful, almost unbelievable climax exploding in her pit and her voice was torn and broken as she sobbed.
"Ummm, yeah, Bob, you're making me come," she moaned, lurching from left to right as he drove his prick into her again. "Yes, making me come, come so good!"
Malbin shuddered with her as he felt the river of steaming fluid washing over his pounding tool. The sheer boiling fury of her orgasm gripped his loins and the aching greed began to burst from his balls, too.
Come shot from his cock and splashed against her contracting inner walls, his own steaming fluid mixing with hers, now. He groaned and shuddered, burying his cock deep inside of her again, trembling as the orgasm tore through his flesh.
"Ahh, yeah, Darla, it's nice," he gasped, kissing her wildly. "Coming in you is so God damn nice, yeah!"
They both chuckled and rocked about the bed, allowing their passion and release to consume them completely. Malbin pumped in and out of her in a frenzy, until at last, her shuddering tremors subsided, and his own throbbing greed faded away.
He lay with his cock inside of her, then, kissing her tenderly on the cheek. He turned his head and gazed at her still bound wrist and chuckled softly. "You know, I think we'd better keep these ropes handy, darling," he sighed. "We may need them!"
"You can say that again," she laughed, grinding her belly against his, forcing his prick to rock inside of her once more.
She moved her body beneath him, and pulled on her wrists and ankles again. The two sensations were as thrilling as before, and she made herself a promise that whatever else happened, she was always going to have a bit of the lovely hemp around. Just in case.