Chapter 4
Theresa had resigned herself to her fate, as the martyrs of long ago had, in her Bible classes. She put her hands up to get the hair out of her eyes, and glared straight at him.
"You may be leading me into sin, but it is you who will be punished, while I will go to heaven."
"Now, isn't that just too beautiful."
"I am not afraid."
Then Theresa crossed herself and muttered something that the men did not understand. When she was through with her prayers, she began to unbutton her blouse with trembling hands. When all of them were opened, she took her sleeves out of the blouse, and let it fall to the floor. But her tits were still covered by the top of her prim white slip and the bra that lay under it.
"You've still got on too much stuff. Get rid of it."
Theresa blanched. She had been hoping to get away with just removing her blouse. But there was no turning back now. She slipped the silk straps off her shoulders, and folded her slip down to her waist. Then she unhooked her bra in the back, and it fell off her body.
All three gang members closed in on her when they caught sight of the fabulous tits she was sporting. They were creamy white, and the nipples were tight and red. He wondered if she was a little excited by the rough treatment, or perhaps just sensitive to the breezes in the room. It didn't matter, as either way, he sight of the massive mounds of red-tipped milky flesh, made his cock jump up and grow in his pants.
Theresa made no further moves, not even to cover her naked tits. She merely closed her eyes, and waited to be attacked by them. His guards were also inching in for the kill and "Black Daddy" became enraged.
"You two move on the hell back. You touch her before I'm finished and I'll cut off your balls."
"There's more than enough for all of us."
"You move back. I'm warning you."
"Black Daddy" reached out and grabbed one of his men by the throat. The guard respected him too much to fight back. The pair immediately backed off to the far side of the room, where they once more stood on either side of the door. He glared at them by way of final warning, then turned back to his luscious victim.
Stretching out both hands, he began to touch her. She started to shudder and did not stop as long as his hands were on her body. He began by touching her shoulders. She pulled back and sobbed, but his beefy fingers sank into her soft flesh, and he pulled her close to him.
He caressed -her arms for just a bit, then suddenly dropped his hands to her two heaving mounds, making her scream.
"Horrible, you're horrible."
"But, other than the scream, there was no noticeable protest. She was completely resigned to whatever he was going to do to her and told herself that if she did not fight him, it might soon be over. Her mind turned to a new thought which puzzled her. She knew that she was supposed to feel shame and horror from what was being done to her.
Then how could she explain the warm, glowing feeling she had in her tits whenever his hands touched her there? The more he squeezed, the more pleasant the feeling. While she still wished that she could crawl under a rock and hide, she no longer felt the overpowering urge to try and do so.
Having her tits handled and squeezed was not as horrible as she had expected. She wondered if the nuns might have been mistaken in their dire warnings of what terrible things happened to girls who let themselves be fondled by men. Lightning still had not struck her, and his hands had not burned her flesh right off her bones.
In fact, it was getting even nicer by the second. Now he was pinching her nipples with his fingers, and sending sparks of pleasure radiating right through her chest. There was a peculiar tingling running through her body. What could it all mean?
"Black Daddy" knew the answer to her unspoken question, but he wasn't about to inform her. Even if he was willing to, he was sure that the girl would never believe it. Still, he couldn't help being a little sarcastic.
"Something tells me you like having your tits massaged."
"No, no, it is too horrible."
"Tits don't lie, baby. That's something you should learn right away."
That stiffness in your nipples tells me that you've got a nice warm feeling going on inside."
"That cannot be. I will not believe it."
"Black Daddy" stood up, and found that he was sporting such a huge hard-on that he was forced to stick his hands into his pants and move the thing up against his belly, so that she wouldn't notice it. Although there was a chance that she might not have understood his condition, which was unlikely, the black man did not want to betray the level of his excitement just then.
He had further treachery on his mind, before he came to the fucking.
"Bring that bench over. Get her down."
The boys brought over the bench which had held the flower pots and placed it in front of their leader. Then they pushed the girl down, almost on top of it.
"Get her on all fours, with her head on the ground."
"What! What are you going to do to me?"
"We don't even understand it, boss."
"You don't have to understand. Just do it."
Quickly the boys tied her so that she was resting on her elbows, stretched over the front of the bench and onto the floor. Her feet were widespread, and tied to either edge of the bench. When she was in position, they ripped the last shreds of her clothing from her body.
Her tits were far over the edge of the bench and hanging free.
"Please, Signor, oh, please. No more of this."
"Blackie" picked up some of the rope that was left and smacked her across the back of her legs with it.
"What I do to you next will be a lot worse if you don't shut up."
"But I am so ashamed. You must understand."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of. From the way I look at it back here, you've really got a body to be proud of. You just don't know what kind of a view I have back here. Not only can I see your ass, but you're so nice and spread out that I can even see the little asshole. And you know what else I see? I can see your untouched little cunt, and just a little sprout of hair. Don't worry, you'll be sprouting more in no time."
For a while, "Black Daddy" became entranced with his view of her genitals. Finally, he snapped himself out of his reverie and began to act.
"Let's see if there's any life left in you."
To that point in time, the girl had made very little protest, other than her usual begging, which had become a monotone chant. She was thoroughly ashamed, and yet she felt a curious sense of elation which she did not understand.
Her mind told her to scream of her outrage, and explain the depths of her shame, but her will to do was gone. She was strangely placid. Instead of pain in the area where he had beaten her, she was experiencing a warm sense of well-being. Hating herself for being so depraved, and wishing she could just forget this whole humiliating experience, she could not find a way to rid herself of the feeling.
"Black Daddy" who could have had ten chicks in the time that he was just playing with her, could not believe how high he was grooving on the dragged out game with the innocent young girl. He kneeled down to her and filled his hands with her big, firm tits. Then he chuckled to himself when he felt her nipples stiffen and become tantalizingly erect.
Delighted with her reaction, he began to play with them. The girl's body froze, but her breathing got very heavy. He had found something that she could not help reacting to.
"Black Daddy" continued to stare at her cunt, as he played with her tits. He was looking for her first signs of arousal, and he was soon treated to just such a display. In seconds, the outer lips began to swell and spread. He pinched her nipples, and the cunt swelled even more.
From there on there was no holding him back. He dropped his hands from her breasts and began to work his massaging way along her belly, ass and thighs. There was no doubt about it, the girl was being aroused. Little shivers of pleasure rippled along her skin. Even the cheeks of her ass contracted and relaxed. But her cunt was the greatest sight of all, like a furry purse, continually opening and closing.
Once he saw that, the horny black stud could no longer resist attacking her heated cunt with his hands. His fingers ran down the entire length of her slit. The girl quivered with a strange mixture of disgust and delicious pleasure. It was beyond her understanding and she made no attempt to clear it up.
Then he brought his face right up to the lips of her cunt, spreading the outer walls with his thumbs, so that he was able to inhale the sweet, clean smell that only a virginal slit can exhale. His own breath on the sensitive membranes made the vagina contract wildly. She made a funny sound, and "Blackie" thought it almost sounded like a sigh of pleasure.
Any woman whose heart was still beating could be turned on by a good cunt-lapping. "Black Daddy" had learned that long ago. Disregarding the fact that his men were no doubt staring right down his throat, the black man began to nibble at the deliciously sweet cunt, every so often stopping to dig his tongue deeply into her tiny hole.
While he was eating her out, he began to play with her tits again. In very little time, he was greatly aware of shaking and tremors running all through her body. The girl was going to come.
He would have to watch his tongue action, or she would come to her orgasm much too soon. So he made sure not to let his tongue come anywhere near her clitoris, as it would surely trigger her off in a second.
Before he would allow her to receive such a gift, he wanted to make her so highly excited that she would be turned into a babbling madwoman. It was time he stopped playing her and did something that really counted. He got up.
"Untie her. Bring in some food. Get the rest of the crew in so they can have a good look at her the way she is now, before I go to work. They must all be drooling in their pants by this time."
While one of the boys freed her, the other unlocked the door and went for food, extending his leader's invitation to everyone he passed along the way. When he came back with the food, he noticed that the girl had made no attempt to cover her nakedness.
She seemed to be in something of a daze. Her eyes, however, were glowing brightly. Every so often she trembled as if an icicle had been dragged down her spine. The boys assembled and one of them placed a tray filled with sandwiches, potato chips and beer on the desk near where she was sitting.
"The boys, including their leader, began to devour the food as if they hadn't eaten in weeks. But Theresa didn't touch a thing.
"You really should eat. I want you nice and bouncy."
"Thank you, but I'm not very hungry."
"Then drink some of this."
"But that's beer."
"It's all we've got and it will make you feel all nice, so try it, like a good little girl."
Obediently, she sipped at it, making a face at the slightly sour taste, but drinking more of it because her mouth was very dry and there was nothing else to drink. They were right. It did make her feel a little better.
"Good?"
"Hmmmm, yes it is." hen have some more."
No -.he drank down a whole can of the brew. She began to feel just a little dizzy, but it did make her spirits feel a whole lot better. But she was unprepared for his next orders.
"Kneel down the way you were before. I like you in that position."
"Please, haven't you done enough to me?"
"There's so much more for you to learn."
"I am afraid that I will die here."
"Oh, you won't die. I never heard of anyone dying of being fucked. Have any of you?"
No-one in the gang had heard of it, either. Now that they were all assembled, "Black Daddy" was anxious to get on with it. After all, he had an image to maintain. She came forward, but tried to cover her tit with one hand and her cunt with the other, both of which were impossible.
The black stud was irritated by her modesty. He decided that at least some of it had to be false.
"Something I gotta ask you and you better tell the truth. Didn't you ever play with yourself. You know, I mean, did you ever frig yourself, masturbate when you were alone in your clean little bed at night."
"I cannot answer such a question."
"Sounds like you have something to hide."
"No, I do not understand the question. I have never heard those words before."
"I'll explain it to you. You know that good, warm feeling you had when I was playing with you before. Well, did you ever feel that before, when you were touching your own body?"
"No, Signor, I never felt anything like it before.".
"Is that really the truth?"
"Of course, Signor. I never tell a lie."
"I suppose I can believe you. So, the feeling that you had when I was playing with you, did you like it?"
"Well-"
"You did like it, I could tell, but I'm sure you won't admit it. You must think it's some kind of a fucking sin to enjoy being touched by a man."
"Yes, I'm sure it is."
"No, there can't be anything wrong with something that makes you feel real good, like being kissed, or sucked, and especially fucked. I'll show you."
Then he grabbed her head between his hands and pulled it close enough to him so he could kiss her fully on the mouth. This gesture brought a round of applause from the gang. The girl began to cry again, and "Black Daddy" ordered them from the room.
There was a moment approaching that he did not wish to share with them. While he was able to do all sorts of things in front of the men before, this time he was so caught up in the seduction of the young innocent himself that he refused to share the pleasure with anybody.
As soon as they left, he grabbed her roughly and kissed her again. Now he stuck his tongue in her mouth. Theresa tried to back away. But he held her tight with one hand and rubbed the nipple of her tit with the other.
She couldn't take the great pleasure, and went limp in his arms. He felt her getting excited again. She no longer resisted him. This time, when his tongue went into her mouth, she opened her teeth and welcomed it.
Instantly it began to dart in and out of her mouth. In another second she was kissing him back. The passionate response thrilled him. He pulled away from her.
"Now wasn't that a nice kiss?"
"Yes."
"In fact, it was so good that you even forgot I was black, didn't you?"
"Black Daddy" couldn't have known how close he was to the truth. She had been so frightened all along, that she hadn't taken much notice of his color one way or the other. But now that he mentioned it, she did take notice of his black skin.
It was good that he had not brought up the subject before. If he had, she might have been disgusted as well as terrified. But now that he had already aroused her, she did not find it repulsive in any way. It helped that she was foreign-born. There was very little of the American ways of prejudice in her.
"You're all hot and horny. Do you know that? I'll bet your cunt is even watering. I'm kind of excited myself. My balls are just aching to let a charge loose. Your mouth is so soft and warm. Do you know what you could do for me?"
"Do? With my mouth?"
"You can give me a great kick. You can blow me?"
"What is that?"
"You can take my prick in your mouth and suck it."
"Oh, hell, that is revolting!"
"You still acting so prim and proper? Ill show you how revolting it is."
"Black Daddy was insane with lust. He put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her roughly toward him, until her face was close and level with his thighs. Holding her tightly there, he unzipped his pants and dropped them. His rampant cock sprung out, staring her right in the eye. As close as it was, the big thing looked very menacing. What was worse, his body odor hit her and she backed away, with renewed fear in her eyes.
"Guess you never saw a cock before. You can do all kinds of things with a cock like this. You can kiss it, and even suck on it. Tastes pretty good I've been told. I want you to suck it, Theresa. And I want you to keep on sucking it until you make me come."
He brought his cock up until it touched her face, and began to rub her cheeks and lips with it.
"You open your mouth and start licking, or I'll pick up that stick again and beat the shit out of you."
But Theresa still had some remnants of modesty left in her. It was true that she had weakened after the first heated kisses they had exchanged. But what he was asking of her now was far too filthy to even consider. She began to feel sick in the bottom of her stomach.
Taking him by surprise, she managed to get out of his embrace. "Not that! Not that! It's filthy!"
"I didn't tell you that you had a choice. I think you really like to be whipped, and this is your way of asking for some more."
He leaned down to his pants, and took the belt out of them. The girl had driven him insane. Theresa, still on her knees, followed his every move with horrified eyes.
"I'd rather beat you unconscious than let you get away with not sucking my dick."
"Please, I meant no offense."
"Ill teach you who's the boss around here. Stand up, you witch, stand up!"
Before she could even get up on one knee, the black man swung his belt, hitting her smack across both tits with the swinging leather. The girl doubled up and screamed shrilly, bringing her hands up to protect her tender tits.
This didn't stop the black stud from having another whack at her, this time from behind. While she was hunched over, he hit her across the ass with the belt.
"Please, no more, please!"
"You just don't understand, you stupid little bitch. If you would stop fighting me and let me fuck you, you would be feeling nothing but pleasure now, instead of me beating you."
"Why do you punish me so? I have done nothing wrong."
"Oh, but you have. You hurt my feelings when you refused to suck my prick. Now I have to force you to do it."
He doubled the belt up, and smacked it hard against the edge of the desk, making a bone-jarring cracking sound with the buckle. Theresa pulled back, terrified as could be. When "Black Daddy" stood up, his cock stood straight out in front of him like a flagpole, but she was too frightened to notice. She was hiding her eyes with her hands and shaking all the way through her body.
She began to feel faint, and almost fell over. But the belt crackled in the air again, this time hitting her across her belly. She fell down to the ground. She lay naked and in a dead faint at his feet.
"Black Daddy" got down beside her to marvel at the lush curves of her innocent body. Her eyes were closed, and her hair half-falling over her face.
Scared at first, he put his head to her chest to make sure that she hadn't died of a heart attack, no, she was still alive and he licked the tit he was leaning on just to make sure. He felt her heart skip a bit and was encouraged.
He got her a glass of cold water, and held her head up with one hand while he made her take a long drink. At once she opened her eyes and began to breathe deeply. Her eyes were very red, and she looked confused, as if she no longer knew where she was.
"Just take it easy. Ill get you back on your feet."
The sound of his voice reminded her of her bondage, and she looked at him dazedly and then he stuck his fingers into the glass and sprinkled it on her face. Her eyes became clear.
Immediately she tried to cover her body with her hands.
As soon as she was able to get up, he put her back into the very same kneeling position.
"Time you started sucking."
"Please don't ask me again. It's much too horrible."
"I'm not going to be nice to you any more. You'll do it whether you want to or not."
"Please spare me."
"You keep saying the same stupid things."
"But your private is so big, and it doesn't smell very good. I just couldn't do it."
"So you don't like the way I smell? The only way to get you over it is to make you get nice and familiar with it."
Holding his prick right against her mouth, he yanked at her hair, until she was forced to open her lips in order to scream. As soon as it was open, he put his cock into her mouth, and began to grunt. He had been built up to a fever pitch for so long that he came as soon as he felt his shaft inside her throat.
His come shot out in hot bursts going right down her throat. She nearly strangled in her efforts to get away from the exploding weapon.
Some of the goop dribbled out of the side of her mouth, but she had swallowed most of it. He lay back and yelled for Jocko to come in and take over. He had wanted to go at it some more, but he had been pent-up for so long, that just the simple act of coming had drained him.
When Jocko entered, he weakly waved at the girl.
"She's all yours if you want her."
"Gee, boss, you've been awfully good to me, lately."
"Shut up and get to it. She's close to dead already."
Jocko went at her like a wild man. His eyes went bloodshot, and he ran his hands frantically over her hot body. He punched her here and there, and scratched at her body.
"A virgin. I got myself a virgin. What shall I have? Hey, "Blackie," I promised Tony a crack at this, too."
"She's got more than one hole. Pick one and give Tony the rest."
"I think I'd like an asshole for a change."
"It's all yours."
"Okay, you guys, help me get her down again."
This time they put her down all four, but propped her knees and belly up on pillows so that her head was much lower than her body.
"I'm not waiting for no introduction."
Standing behind her, he placed the tip of his cock against the tight brown spot that was displayed to him. Then he spit on his fingers and rubbed it all over his cock head. There was a tremendous contrast between the side of his already stiff weapon and the tiny hole.
From the way he was looking at it, it looked impossible to get it in there. But Jocko was determined to ram his dick in there and ram it he did. While she screamed at the top of her lungs, he pressed the tool into her with all his power, getting half of it wedged in there, before he stopped to take a breath.
Her anal cavity was incredibly distended and she screamed like a stuck pig. But nothing was stopping Jocko from reaming out the delicate asshole. As he continued to ram his way into her, he rubbed her cunt, and grazed his nails across her nipples.
This threw her body into all sorts of wild contortions, which only served to make it easier for him to get all the way into her. Now that his balls were against her ass cheeks, he bent over her back so that his thighs were pressed against hers, and started to move in and out of her.
Paying no mind to the possible damage he might do to her, he began to heave in and out at a good clip. Jocko pushed a finger in between the lips of her cunt and plunging into the tissue of her cherry. The girl screamed in anguish, and it was just what Jocko needed as his final treat before shooting his load. His whole body stiffened, and he went black with the sheer pleasure of shooting his wad right into her ass.
Theresa, in a bruised and semi-conscious condition, rocked back and forth on all fours. Everything in her body hurt, but she also felt that she deserved to be so degraded. She knew that she was sinking into the slime of their own morbid pleasures, but had been beaten too low to make any attempt to climb out of it.
At the precise second that he had shot his wad into her ass, Jocko had stabbed his finger right into her cunt. In fact, he stabbed it in so hard that he broke through the membrane and his finger was instantly coated with blood.
Thinking quickly, he had brought his finger right out and started to rub frantically at her clitoris, bringing on an instant orgasm for the girl. She had screamed again, but this time it was a scream of ecstasy. There was no doubt that she was quite a hot-blooded broad, once she was shown the way.
Jocko got up and walked around the room, thinking that he might be able to get his second wind and take her from the front. But he had neglected to lock the door and Tony was already inside, his pants off and his cock hard.
She was still down on all fours, bleeding and covered with come and sweat. Even her hair was matted to her skin. "Black Daddy" became disgusted with her battered appearance. He wanted her to look as fresh and lean as when he had first picked her up.
"Get her into the bathroom and help her clean off. Any one of you sticks a dick into her, and I'll cut it off for him. Got me?"
"Sure, boss."
"Then Black Daddy sat back in his chair, and lit up another cigarette. He heard the toilet flush, then the sound of a shower. He thought it was smart of the boys to throw her in the shower. It would be sure to put some life back into her.
He knew there were still things to be done to this lovely young yet quite ripe beauty and he didn't want to deprive his men of any of the virginal pleasures she had to offer.
"Bring her out here, and let's get on with it. If someone wants to fuck her cunt. It's getting pretty late, and the cops will be coming the whole town looking for her."
They brought her out with a large towel wrapped around her. Her eyes were very red, and hey had large circles under them. As soon as she was in the room, she threw herself at the leader's feet.
"Please don't let them do any more to me."
"You still have one hole to go."
"Please tell them to take me home. I know they will listen to you."
"You wouldn't want poor Tony to go home with a case of blue balls, now, would you?"
"Give her another beer. Looks like she's losing her guts."
"Good idea."
"Okay, drink the beer up, Terry. Remember how it relaxed you before? Now be a good girl and drink this one down in one gulp."
Theresa was feeling weak and nauseous. She drank the entire can, and had to sit down on the floor immediately, knowing that she would have fallen down otherwise.
"Get that towel off her!"
As soon as she was naked once more, the boys devoured her with their eyes.
"Hey, Tony I got an idea for you. Why don't you sit down in this chair and have her do the work for you?"
"Make her fall right down on the old shaft."
"That's it, man!"
"Far out!"
"Okay, dear, go to Tony and get fucked. He's going to make a real woman out of you."
Theresa was feeling very weak. Her head was spinning. Unable to move, she stayed stuck to the floor. Black Daddy got up and dragged her to her feet, slapping her across the face a few times to revive her.
"Go there and sit on his lap. He wants to play with you."
With Jocko's help he dragged her to the chair in which Tony was sitting. They put her on his knees. She allowed them to push and prod her, as she felt that her life was over. Tony's hands began to roam all over her battered flesh. He pressed his hand into her crotch, and at that moment, he put her arms out toward the back of the chair to keep herself from falling. But she fell against him anyway. Her tits were right against his face, and he naturally began to suck on them.
Theresa spread her thighs without even knowing it. Tony's fingers plunged right in. He immediately saw that her cunt was sopping wet and he started to laugh.
"This one is really starting to dig it."
"Why don't you try treating her like a woman for a little while and see what happens."
"Maybe I will."