Chapter 4
Sarah closed her eyes and found that she could think of nothing but the sensations she was experiencing in her pussy.
"That's it, baby," MacIntyre said, in his deep throaty voice. "Just relax and let the Baron bust your cherry!"
At the point where Sarah's cunt lips stretched far enough for the head of MacIntyre's cock to fit inside, she felt an awful pain.
She realized that the flesh had torn open and that the man had drawn blood with his savage penis.
She could tell that it wouldn't be the last time he would draw blood with that throbbing phallus.
As Molly watched the scene from the corner of the bedroom, she could feel her nipples start to swell.
Her nipples became so erect that they were clearly visible through the tight dress she was wearing.
It became increasingly obvious that the dumb blonde woman had not bothered to wear a bra that day.
But Molly didn't like the idea of wearing a bra. Ever.
It had been years since the woman had even owned a bra.
She thought it was a lot like putting her tits in bondage.
And she got enough of that shit from MacIntyre Symms.
Along with growing hard, Molly's nipples yearned to be stroked.
She could feel goose bumps forming on the insides of her thighs.
Those thighs tingled also and needed to be stroked sensually.
She could feel the flesh in her cunt starting to swell.
In a matter of seconds her pussy was fully engorged with blood.
Her natural lubrication had started to flow freely.
She wore no panties and the juice was spilling down the insides of her thighs.
Her clit was swelling also, and she couldn't help but wish that it was she, and not Sarah, who was tied to the bed.
Molly wished that she was the one who was taking that big cock up her hot, wet, steaming pussy hole.
Sarah could feel the blood from her torn inner cunt hp dripping down into the base of her pussy slash.
But at the same time something strange was happening to the terrified little girl.
She could feel her body preparing for the fuck she was about to receive.
She too could feel her cunt getting all wet and slippery.
She knew that her cunt flesh was becoming more elastic as she became increasingly aroused.
At first Sarah felt guilt over what her body was doing.
There were no two ways about it: She was getting horny.
She thought it was wrong that a violent rape should turn her on.
She could feel a great ache up near the mouth of her womb.
Her clit was erect and quivering, and she knew that MacIntyre's cock was so thick that it would rub directly against her throbbing love button once he began to move that log back and forth inside her.
Then she stopped feeling guilty and went with the flow.
She figured her body's reaction was just her guardian angel looking over her from Heaven above.
She knew that the more aroused she became the less pain the brutal rape would cause her in the long run.
So she considered herself lucky that her body was reacting to the man's cock against her mind's will.
She was still snorting through her nose as she panted wildly.
The pain was still incredible, but that pain was now mixing perfectly with the ache of desire.
That ache was inside her cunt, in her lower abdomen, and had even crept down between the cheeks of her ass.
"I can feel the tip of my cock pressing against your cherry, sweet little blonde,"
MacIntyre said.
Sarah could feel it too. She could tell that her hymen was going to be no match for the relentless cock of MacIntyre Symms.
"Say good bye to your precious virginity, my little sweetie-pie," MacIntyre said with a grunt.
And at that point he thrust down with his slim but powerful hips sharply.
The thin layer of membrane was stretched as far as it could go.
And Sarah could actually hear her cherry pop at that that point.
She tried to let out a sharp scream of pain, but the scream was muffled by the ball gag she was wearing.
Fresh tears fell from her eyes, and she could tell that her cherry was then gone forever.
She could feel more blood inside her pussy, mixing with her plentiful natural lubrication.
She could feel her own blood dripping, a pink slippery solution, from the base of her pussy, down into the crack of her ass.
That sticky substance was immediately cooling and hardening.
Later it would be so hard that it would flake off each time she moved her round, slim little girl hips.
She thought about all of the plans she had made, all of the fantasies she had had.
This wasn't how she wanted to lose her virginity at all.
She had wanted that special occasion to be quiet, gentle and romantic.
She wanted to be with a man who would care for her, and whisper sweet nothings in her ear as he fucked her for the first time.
But the things MacIntyre was saying were not very romantic at all.
"There it is. The cherry popped. Now there's nothing standing in my way. I'm gonna give you the fucking of your life. By the time I'm done fucking you, you will hardly be able to walk. You're gonna be bow-legged, little girl. Oh yeah, your hot cunt is so tight! So fucking tight," he said, in a voice no louder than a whisper.
MacIntyre's mouth was very close to Sarah's shell-like ear, and she could feel his breath on her cheek as he spoke.
She wished that she could find a way to get the big rubber ball out of her mouth.
She didn't care so much that it made it difficult for her to breath and forced her jaw open so far that it ached horribly.
She just wanted to tell the man how much she hated him.
She wanted to tell him what a thrill it would give her to castrate him with a rusty bottle opener.
Sarah couldn't believe that she was thinking such things.
She told herself that two wrongs did not make a right.
She did her best to stifle her own lust for revenge.
The sharp pain on her cunt from the busted cherry only lasted a couple of seconds.
After that the sensation turned into a throbbing dull ache.
That ache mixed perfectly with the ache she was feeling inside her cunt.
She was starting to learn the association between pleasure and pain when it came to sex.
Stephanie had taught her part of this rule by biting her nipples.
But Sarah could tell the man raping her was going to finish the job.
She knew that the pain was only going to enhance the pleasure she would receive from this ugly rape.
Sarah's cunt was tight and shriveled from lack of use.
Since no cock had ever been in there before, the tunnel was closed and had to be pried open.
MacIntyre would have to unravel and stretch that hole before he would be able to get his cock all the way inside her.
Sarah could tell that the man was pressing down with his hips as hard as he possly could at that point.
But in spite of that fact the tip of his purple prick was only sinking into Sarah a fraction of an inch at a time.
She could tell it would be a very long time before the head of his raging phallus would make it to the magic spot.
That was the spot up past the mouth of her womb where her sexual desire seemed to be the strongest at that moment.
She didn't know what was going to happen when she did get touched On that special internal spot.
She suspected she was going to have some sort of sexual release, some kind of wrenching orgasm.
But she could tell, even in that early stage of her sexual career, that this orgasm was not going to anything like the one her sister had given her with her hot lips, and curious tongue.
Sarah wished that her arms were not bound over her head.
Although she wasn't sure what she would do if her hands were free.
There was part of her that wanted to gouge the man's eyes out.
And then there was part of her that wanted to hold his back and scratch him, begging him to sink deeper into her cunt.
She wished that her feet were not held apart by being tied to the bedposts.
Again she was not sure why she wanted her feet to be free.
Part of her wanted to kick the man right in the nuts so he would never be able to fuck another cunt.
Yet there was an ever-growing part of her that wanted to wrap her legs right around him and cross her ankles at the small of his back, squeezing at the sides of her hips with her slender thighs.
"SO TIGHT! SO FUCKING TIGHT!" MacIntyre screamed so loud that it hurt Sarah's sensitive inner ear.
She winced at the pain, and her ears immediately began to ring.
She felt as if she were caught in the bell tower at Notre Dame with the deaf hunchback.
Even though it took a lot of her energy, Sarah began to arch her back so that her buttocks would not rest so firmly on the bed.
The weight of MacIntyre's body made it impossible for her to actually lift her hips as she had before.
But this movement was a signal to MacIntyre, and he could tell that she wanted his cock inside her just as much as he did.
Sarah was starting to think that she and her sister would never get out of this alive.
This filled her with awful despair, and there was a numbness in her reeling brain that made it difficult for her to think properly.
But at the same time there was a thought like, "If this is the last moment on Earth I will ever know, that I should damn well enjoy it!"
And the growing flame inside her cunt, along with the now steady flow of lubricant juices, told her her body went along with that thought.
There was now no doubt in her mind that she was going to have some sort of climax when MacIntyre's cock touched the magic spot.
"That's it baby. Your cunt is getting all wet and slippery. Yeah, tight but wet. That's the way I like my cunts, little girl. I like my little girl cunts all wet and slippery, just like yours," MacIntyre said breathlessly.
He was working very hard to gain the complete penetration that he desired so much.
Sarah could feel herself being touched in places that she had never been touched before by anything.
Each fraction of an inch of prick violation was a brand new sensation for the pretty little blonde girl.
Stephanie closed her eyes, unable to look at her baby sister getting raped any longer.
She wished there was a way she could plug up her ears so she wouldn't have to hear the horrible sounds that the rape was making.
There was the awful sound of Sarah trying to breathe with the ball gag in her mouth.
And there was the even worse sound of MacIntyre grunting as he struggled to get his whole log up inside her.
But the speed of the penetration was starting to pick up as Sarah's body became increasingly prepared to accept that prick.
She was wetter, and her cunt muscles were so tired there were no longer able to combat the violation.
She heard MacIntyre sigh as he realized the worst part was over, and the rest of the ride was going to comfortable.
"You love it, little girl. Your cunt is so hot. I'm gonna make you love the pain and humiliation I have in store for you," he said, and thrust another inch of his thick rod up her drooling cooze.
Sarah wanted to be able to shout out that his words were not true.
She wanted to be able to tell him that she hated his guts.
But she knew that there was some truth in the words he spoke.
She did want his cock, or maybe she just wanted a cock.
No matter how horny she would get, or how many orgasms he would give her, she still would have traded him in in an instant for a loving partner who would treat her with kindness and respect.
She would have sacrificed that huge cock, and his hunky body, for a skinny little guy with an acorn prick, just for a moment of tenderness.
Sarah could feel the top of MacIntyre's throbbing cock touching the mouth of her very womb.
Her dimpled cervix, at the top of her love tunnel, was now being stroked by his rock hard cock shaft.
Then the tip of his cock touched the magic spot up inside her pussy, and, just as she had expected, she had an orgasm.
And, also as she had expected, it wasn't the same as the one she had had when Stephanie had gone down on her so lovingly.
It was shorter, sharper, and was centered at the magic internal spot.
The climax she had gotten from Stephanie's tongue had been in her clit and had been long and rolling.
This one came from deeper inside and was more like three sharp stabs of pleasure.
Her face mellowed after her climax, and MacIntyre laughed evilly when he realized the mayhem he was causing in the little girl's reeling mind.
Sarah thought she was completely filled up by cock at that point.
She figured there was no way any more prick could fit inside her.
But she opened her eyes and looked between their torsos, which were constantly getting closer together.
She could see that there was at least four more inches of throbbing prick meat left to enter her.
She had no idea where those inches were going to go.
But she knew that the big man was not going to stop until he was all the way inside.
And wherever they went, it was going to hurt like fiery hell.
But he kept pushing down, and those inches of cock meat did go inside her.
She could feel the back wall of her pussy hole being stretched further than it should have ever been asked to stretch.
But by that time her pussy was so aroused, that it was very elastic.
She was relieved that her flesh had not torn open again.
She was glad that nature had a way of taking care of these things.
Although, if she were going to die, she supposed it didn't make any difference if his cock tore her open or not.
She could feel his thick patch of dark brown pubic hair pressing against her own tiny blonde patch.
Their pubic bones were pressed together snugly, and she could no longer look between their bodies, as she had before.
He was directly on top of her, and once again the full weight of his torso made it difficult for her to breathe.
She could feel the thick rug of fur across his chest against her tits, as his weight pressed her tits even flatter than they were already.
She thought that he would start his fucking motion the second he got his cock all the way inside her.
But, instead, he began to gyrate his hips, grinding down on her, moving his cock inside her stretched cunt hole.
He made the walls of her love tunnel stretch this way and that way with his savage, relentless pole.
With this motion he also caressed her throbbing clitoris with the base of his prick making fresh ripples of pleasure run up and down Sarah's spine.
Her mind was so confused that she could no longer distinguish between the pleasure of the fuck and the pain and humiliation of the rape.
"All the way in, baby face. My cock is all the way in. You didn't think it was possible, did you little girl?" MacIntyre said with a laugh that seemed to come from the pit of his stomach.
Sarah didn't want to hear his voice anymore She was trying to float into a dream world in which her lover was good and nice to her.
Each time he spoke he brought the awful reality of the rape back to the very front of her mind.
Then he did start to pull his cock back out of her cunt.
He pulled out until once again only the head of his cock remained inside her torn inner cunt lips.
He paused, looking down at her, with his eyes on fire with passion.
He then thrust down as hard as he could, and drove his whole awesome rod into her soupy poontang with a single thrust.
The savage penetration made Sarah empty all of the air from her lungs.
All of the air had to come out of her nose and her nostrils were forced to flare open for a moment.
At the same time it made Sarah's cunt go into convulsions once again.
The spasms started immediately, and she had her second deep vaginal orgasm of the fuck.
This time she could tell that he was going to make her come many many times before he was done fucking her.
From that point he pulled his cock out slowly and stabbed it back in as hard as he could.
After a few strokes he was fucking her with a smooth steady motion.
He used the entire length of his shaft with each pump of his hips.
He was so tense with his own desire that his ass cheeks were as hard as rocks, and were pressed tightly together.
"Fuck, bitch. That's it. Get fucked. Enjoy this fuck, sweet little girl, for this is the only cock you will ever know!"
Both Stephanie and Sarah winced and felt their hearts drop when he said those awful words.
They only confirmed their worst fears. They weren't going to get out of this alive.
After he had satisfied his warped libido on their holes, he was going to kill them.
And they both knew that their deaths would not be quick.
The man who called himself Baron Brutal would see to that.
He would make their deaths as slow and painful as possible.
But MacIntyre was so horny, he knew that this first fuck was not going to last for very long.
He could already feel his hot sticky come swimming around in the wrinkled sack that held his balls.
He could feel that come working up to the base of his cock, and he felt the little tickle there that told him his come was inevitable.
The pace of the fuck quickly increased, and soon he was working his prick in and out of Sarah's cunt so fast that his hips were a blur.
He was stabbing her again and again with the awesome stiff pole in between his muscular thighs.
And Sarah found that her orgasms were coming more and more frequently.
It soon got to the point where she was having one orgasm after another.
It became difficult to determine when one orgasm ended and the next one began.
It was a lot like she were having one incredibly long come.
The wet spot on the bedspread grew rapidly as she oozed her cream all over the place.
That spot was stained red by the blood that was stilll mixing with her plentiful natural lubrication.
She was so wet that they were making sloppy splashing noises each time MacIntyre thrust down into her.
She could feel her torn inner cunt lips being pulled far out, then pushed back in by the rapid movement of his thick cock shaft.
Then MacIntyre thrust his cock all the way inside the little girl, so once again her cunt lips were wrapped around the very base of his shaft.
His fingers clawed at the bedspread, and he gripped so hard that all of his knuckles turned a blue white.
He threw back his head so that he was looking at the ceiling of the bedroom.
He arched his back and lifted his weight up off Sarah's chest.
His eyes closed very tightly and his mouth fell gaping open.
He let out a scream that reminded the little girl of a werewolf howling at the full moon.
She could feel his cock going into convulsions inside her.
MacIntyre could feel the explosions in his groin as his molten come worked its way up the shaft of his prick.
He bathed the inside of her pussy with his silver seed.
She could feel spurt after spurt of hot sticky come entering her cunt.
She thought that he would come forever, but soon he fell on top of her and was still.
She could feel his cock getting littler right away as the blood pumped out of it.
She could hear him breathing very hard, his heart still pounding wildly.
But all of his muscles were relaxed and his metabolism was slowly returning to normal.
Sarah felt the despair a little girl can feel only when she knows she doesn't have very long to live.