Case History 6

SUBJECT: Trixie N. AGE: Fifteen

INTERVIEW ONE

The girl was extremely pretty, blonde, with a rather sexy figure and an attractive face. She came into the office with an air of authority, but I suspected it was all a sham. She had had a disturbing experience, and had to get it out.

I came out of school and it was Friday. I just felt like a little excitement after a week of hard work. And there was this guy and someone who looked like his brother, in the car at the curb, near the schoolyard. The one at the wheel looked at me and smiled. He was sort of handsome, with great black eyes and smoothly combed black hair.

"Hey kid, come on, we'll give you a lift home."

He said that, and he looked so cute and handsome, that I just couldn't resist him. And I said, "Well, I don't know."

"We'll have you home in two shakes of a bunny's tail," he said, flashing his smile again. He had such an innocent happy face, and such a charming smile, that I couldn't but fall a yard.

"Okay." I went around the other side, and got between them.

And that, doctor, started me on something I never dreamed could happen.

I told them first, where I wanted to go.

But they laughed. "Not all that quick, kid. Let's see the world, first. Ever go round the world," he said and laughed.

His name was Ernie. And his friend was Angelo. And they thought it might be fun to take a joyride before they took me back.

When he said joyride, he meant that, doctor.

They had some grass in the car, and lit up. I smoked it, because all us kids at school use it now and then. We got high, and I felt it was a real nice way to end the school week, joyriding around, and getting high.

Then Ernie said, "Hey, Trixie, I know a nice little cellar place where we can do a bit of dancing. How about that?"

"Okay." I like dancing, and I really liked Ernie. He had so much personality. When he smiled, you felt like you wanted to do anything for him.

He drove around for a while, and then stopped at this strange place, somewhere I never saw before.

We were high, and I didn't really give a damn. I figured we'd have a little dancing, maybe a little flirting, at the most, some necking, then, I'd get back to the house.

They looked like clean-cut guys, nothing oddball about them.

Can you imagine it, when we got into that so-called social hall cellar, there was nothing there, actually, but a cellar! I mean, I expected it to be a place where we could dance and that there would be other young kids, like me, and we'd have a bit of dancing and good rock music.

That place was a cellar, all right, with a single bed in it, a lamp hanging from the ceiling. A dismal, dirty joint, just shut off from anything and anyone.

I was stunned and turned around to make a real complaint.

But Angelo just grabbed my arms, pinned them behind me, while Ernie stuffed a handkerchief in my mouth so chat I couldn't scream.

Then they tied my hands with ropes, behind me.

And my feet, too, so that I couldn't run.

Then Ernie said, "If you're smart, you won't make a fucking sound. Or you might end up in the gutter somewhere. And you won't like what you look like'"

I was scared to death. I couldn't believe it. I thought it had :o be some gag. Why would they do this thing? It was crazy.

"What do you think of this one, Angelo?"

They were studying me

"She's got a nice pair of tits. Bring them out."

And Angelo unbuttoned my shirt and got my tits out. I was frightened to death. What would they do to me. Were they going to rape me? They had to be crazy to do this. After all, I could report them at school.

Then it came to me that I had never seen either before. They were not at our school. They were older boys, about twenty, I think. And strangers. I had never seen them, and probably, after this day, never see them again.

It was a terrible thing for me, doctor. I was frightened to death.

"She's a nice looking cunt. Let's have a look at it, hey, Angelo."

And that dirty guy, Angelo, unzippered my jeans, pulled them down, untied my legs, then got my panties off, too.

And there I was naked from the waist down, with my shirt still on, but open.

"What the hell. Are we going to let her be that naked. And we going to wear clothes, Angelo?"

And that's when they both took off their pants and shorts, and their cocks were out there, in the open, just like me.

I was prepared for the worst, doc. I mean, these were smiling guys, but mean guys. And I knew that for them to tie me up like that, they had to be sort of criminal guys. They could do anything.

My heart beat, I had a terrible headache, and I found the place so depressing, I could have cried. But I guess I was too frightened to cry.

And, then Ernie said, "Look, Trixie, look at Angelo's cock. It's all soft and down, just like a spaghetti. I'm thinking you don't excite him. You may have to do something for him."

"I can't do anything for him." I said. "Please let me go. I haven't done anything to you guys. Why are you doing this?"

Ernie laughed. "Why? She's a dumb blonde, isn't she You figure it out, Trixie. You can't be all that dumb. "

Angelo growled. "All blondes are dumb, Ernie. This one particularly."

Ernie shook his head. "I think you're going to have to kiss his cock to make it come to life, Trixie."

"Me! I never did a thing like that in my life!"

"Really. What do you think of that, Angelo.

She never did a thing like that before. Well, aren't you lucky. Because we're going to teach you how to do it. You're not only going to kiss our cocks. You're going to suck them, too! Think of the fun ahead for you, tonight."

I scowled at them, frightened to death. Would they hurt me if I refused. I didn't know. Should I take the chance? I had to find out!

"I'm not going to do anything like it," I said firmly.

Ernie walked over to me, and with his open hand, he slapped my face, hard!

It was so sudden. it brought the sting of tears to my eyes!

"Don't hit me," I begged "Please!"

"Gut down and suck his cock," Ernie said.

I sat down on the bed, and Angelo brought his cock to my mouth. It hung down, all soft and limp.

He lifted it and put it in my mouth. It was soft and had a tart taste. I didn't like it at all. But I was afraid of Ernie. He looked at me threatening, as if he would clobber me, if I did anything wrong.

"Suck the goddamn thing," Ernie said.

I started to suck it. And it began to get hard and big and bigger and finally it filled my mouth! And suddenly it became exciting to me. I never had a thing like that before in my mouth.

It was thrilling!

"Suck it, suck it. Like a lollipop!"

I did that, and found it the most delicious thing to do! I had no idea that sucking the penis could be such a thrilling thing! I became very involved with doing it. I found Angelo very interesting, suddenly, and looked up at him with pleasure. What a beautiful thing he had. And it had become like that from that little limp spaghetti!

I sucked it hard. But something inside me told me it was all wrong. I felt in terrible conflict.

Because I was enjoying it, when I should be ashamed to be doing it!

"She likes it," Ernie said.

"Yeah. She thinks it's delicious," Angelo said.

"Don't you, Tricia?"

I had to keep my pride. "It's a terrible thing to ask a girl to do."

"She doesn't like it after all. Angelo. She doesn't like to suck your cock. I'm going to have to punish her!"

"Yeah," said Angelo. "Punish her. Piss on her."

I was shocked. "Don't you dare!"

They laughed. "Oh, you don't think we should dare. She's very naughty. She thinks we're bad boys." Ernie took his cock and pointed it at my stomach.

"Shall I piss on her now, Angelo."

"No. Later. Lemme rip off her tits first....

And he grabbed them hard, and started to suck my tits, really roughing them up. It was painful. He hurt me. I yelled.

"You fuck! You're hurting me!"

"Oh, she's nasty. Did you hear her call you a fuck,Angelo. I think we shall really have to piss on her!"

"If you ever do that, I'll get the cops after you, you lousy perverts!"

Ernie slapped me hard when I said that.

He was a vicious bastard, and just looking for the opportunity to hurt me.

I had to be more discreet. Be careful. He could do something bad if I was not careful.

Angelo was into sucking my tits, and in spite of myself, I began to enjoy it. It was terrible. He sucked me like a vacuum. I felt terribly turned on.

I felt wet in my pussy, too.

And then, Angelo put his hand in my pussy, just as if he knew that I would be wet.

He stuck his finger all the way in, hard, hurting me. I yelled again.

"Be quiet, you cunt, or I'll shove my cock through you so that it comes out the other way!"

They both were madmen. I cursed my stupidity taking a ride from these stupid guys. They were terrible.

But Angelo, liking the touch of my pussy, kept shoving his fingers in there, finger-fucking me. I began to like it. I loved the way he got his fingers on my clit and rubbed it. He just knew where the exciting parts of my pussy were.

Meanwhile, Ernie, who hadn't laid a finger on me, was stroking his cock. He just kept rubbing his cock. It was big, and hard, but not as big as Angelo's. Then Angelo put his cock up at me, at my face, and said to suck him off again. .

I did that, almost too quick. Because it had been so enjoyable. I felt, also, that if I did it, got him off, that he would not rape me.

I just didn't want to get raped. I had a terrible fear of it. But I was tied up, and they were able to do anything they wanted. They were both strange guys. I didn't know what they wanted. Especially, Ernie. Who was doing a lot of talking, but never touching me. He didn't want to touch me, I felt.

He just wanted to put me down. To shove dirt at me. To make me do lousy, rotten things.

Like he told me to kiss Angelo's ass! And when I didn't want to, he slapped me again. I had to kiss Angelo's ass.

Then he told me to lick Angelo's ass. And forced me to do that! It was frightening to be in such a situation.

All Ernie wanted was to watch it, and to play with himself. He didn't want any part of me. Just the sadistic talk thing, that's all.

Then he told Angelo to fuck me.

They put me on the bed, and tied each of my feet to either end of the bed, so that I was spread apart.

They were really rotten guys. I hated them. I really wished I could cut their cocks off, I felt so mad at them.

And they knew that I hated them. They could tell, especially Ernie. He expected it. It gave him a turn-on.

"Fuck the cunt," he told Angelo. "Crack her cherry, if she's got it. And if she doesn't fuck her within an inch of her life!"

And that's what happened.

I didn't have a cherry. Because I had done too much masturbating in my time. But I had never been fucked before.

And it was a terrible, terrible pain. That huge cock from a guy that I had no feeling for, except hate and fear. I felt ripped apart almost. It was terrible, terrible, doctor.

Then, he shot into me, a big shot of cream. His come went into me. And just for a moment, just a flash, I got almost a touch of pleasure, but it was gone. It was horrible.

And, all this time, Ernie stood over my face, with his cock. Pulling on it, pulling. As if it was the only thing that could give him pleasure. Playing with himself.

His cock was huge and swollen, and red, and just over my eyes. I could see him getting his rocks, as he jerked his cock. It was like that, over and over. Then suddenly, he let out a yelp. His cock then spurted the cream right onto my face!

That's his idea of sex!

To come in a girl's face!

But he wouldn't touch her with his dick. He was one sick guy, doctor.

Then what do you suppose he wanted me to do.

To lick the juice off his cock! I ask you, can you think of anything more sick than that! He gave me nothing. Just shot his load onto my face.

And wanted me to wipe his cock with my tongue.

He hated me. Why me? I had done nothing to him. He just hated my guts.

Then, to finish it, he pissed on my tits!

That filthy, ugly creep! If I could have ripped his cock out of his body, I would have done that! But there was nothing for me to do.

Nothing.

They then left me there. Went off. Left me there, tied to the bed.

I could have killed them both, if I had a gun. It was a horrible, horrible thing for me, doctor.

I worked at the ropes, finally getting them unloosened.

I put on my clothing and went out. It was a strange neighborhood. I had never been in it before. I am sure they were not of the place. They never would have taken me there, if they had been.

Maybe once years ago.

Now, doctor, I have this problem. I can't approach any guy without fear. I think they are most of them, like these filthy creeps that did so much dirt to me.

I am afraid of them. It's frightening. I feel that maybe I ought to get involved now with girls. Because guys can be such dirty animals. They are killers.

I think they have ruined me for sex with guys, doctor.