Chapter 4
Jerry was right, and as he looked at the young girl, strapped up, he had to feel the tiniest bit sorry for her. However, he didn't feel sorry enough to want to untie her, for Leslie was a hard bitch, and she still had much to learn.
He had set up a wooden apparatus around her breasts, and he loved the way her small tits sat on the wooden strip.
When he loved even more was the way he had tied a thick piece of rope right around the tip of her nipple, so tight, that it was throbbing a bit. The rope was tied to the piece of wood that her tits rested on, and he knew that he had pulled the rope tight, so that it was stretching her nipple.
She could not move her hands, for they were cuffed and chained to the wooden apparatus. , Jerry leaned back against the wall, and had to smile.
He closed his eyes, and thought about how Leslie had been when she had first been tied up. He had had her in much the same position that her sister had been in, tied to a chair, with her hands behind her back.
He had done that because he had wanted to take the gentle approach, the same way that he had done it with Lily. After all, he knew, he had left Lily begging him for his cock, so hard, that he had even thought about going back to her and letting her have it inside of her cunt. Still, he had not.
As soon as he had walked into the room with Leslie, she had started to curse at him. He had seen a few drops of blood on the floor near her chair, and he had noticed that she was some kind of wicked fiend.
In her desperate attempt to get her hands free, she had been pulling so hard that she had caused the rope to cut into her wrists, and draw blood. She stopped trying to move the second she saw him, and turned all her hostile attention to him.
"Just who the fuck are you, and what the fuck do you think you're doing?" she had screamed at him. "I demand that you untie me this moment, or else I'll see to it that you're thrown in jail because of it."
"What a tough dyke," he said to her, and he had pulled her by her long blonde hair, so that she was facing him. "I'm here to turn you into a normal woman. To let you know what a cock is all about. I know what's been going on with you and your sister, and I think that it sucks."
"No one asked you for your fucking opinion," Leslie had said to him. - Jerry had slapped her hard across the face, and yet, her strength remained the same. It was almost as if she didn't care.
So, he had started to play with her tits, hoping that if he could get her nipples stiff, she might start to give in to him. However, even though he did manage to get them stiff, she remained as hostile as ever.
"Keep your ugly hands off of me," she had said to him. "I don't want you to lay one finger on me, or I'll just die."
"Do you think I would really give a shit if that happened?" he asked her.
The threat of death worked on her, like it always worked on people. Some of the women that Jerry found himself dealing with at times were so haughty, that nothing would make them come off of their high platforms. However, once he brought up the fact that he could kill them, they would always change.
It would have been so easy to kill them, since they were all tieck. and once they were all reminded of it, they would all calm down.
Leslie, who he imagined to be one of the strongest women he had come across, was no different. She had shivered at the thought of death, and then, she had started to talk with him a bit more reasonably.
"All right then," she had said to him. "If it's money that you're after, I could call my father. He has quite a bit, and he'd be willing to pay for me."
Jerry had smiled then. He knew that he couldn't tell her what was on his mind, for she would have started to wonder about too many things.
But he knew that her father had money, since the man was willing to pay him so much in. order to train the daughters. He also knew something else. Unless he returned her to her father, with a desire inside of her for cocks, the older man wouldn't be willing to pay for her at all.
He did not want a pussy-loving daughter, Jerry knew, however, he could not let Leslie know that her father was the one responsible for sending her here.
If so, then the girl would have put up her defenses, Jerry knew.
"Have you ever had a cock?" he had asked the girl then. "If you never have had one, then maybe it would be nice for you to know that they can work you over much better than another woman can. I think that lesbianism is all right, but when you have a cock available, you should take advantage of it."
"So that's it," she had said to him then. "I should have realized what it was that you were after. You're just like all the rest."
"What do you mean by that?" he asked her, rubbing her tit still.
"I mean that now I know that you just want me here so that you can make me suck your cock. I can see how stiff it's gotten."
Jerry laughed. His cock hadn't gotten stiff when he entered the room. It had already been stiff when he had first walked in, thanks to the way that Lily had started to suck him over and over again.
Lily had been so easy to train. She had wanted him to fuck her.
Slowly, Jerry had pulled down his zipper, and he had started to rub his cock head against Leslie's lips. She had kept her mouth closed at first, and he had thought that she was offering too much resistance.
"Come on, open wide and suck on this dick of mine," he said to her.
And. she had. He had been shocked when she had done it at first, and he had thrust his cock into her mouth, slowly, the same way he had done it earlier, when he had been fucking the girl's twin sister's mouth.
Leslie was much stronger than Lily was, Jerry soon discovered.
At first, she acted like she was enjoying what she was doing, and she had kept her mouth open wide, so that she could keep taking the cock in. But then, when he had started to throb a little, and had been feeling so good, thinking that he would be coming in her mouth soon, and she would change from a cunt lover to a cock lover, she had bit down hard, right on his shaft.
Leslie had kept her mouth closed, and Jerry had been slapping her head back and forth with his open hand. He had been pulling on her nipples, too, and he had wanted to kill her then. He was happy that he had been able to stop himself before moving his hands to her neck, for he knew he would have started to squeeze.
Instead, he had just kept slapping her, and it was not long before he had knocked her unconscious. It wasn't until then that he had untied her, and decided that she had to be put in a more vile position.
The whole time, he had been thinking that this evil position would be for this evil girl, who seemed to want to bite his cock right off.
Now, as he looked at her unconscious form, he loved the way her nipples still seemed to be throbbing because of the way he had tied them with the rope. He pulled on the rope a little bit more, and then, he went to get some water.
Jerry threw it right in her face, and he saw the say she started to open and close her eyes a little bit. It was not until she was focusing on him that she opened her mouth and started to scream. "Shut up, bitch," Jerry said to her. "Just shut your fucking mouth now."
She started to move her lips, and as he moved closer, he could hear what she was saying to him. He loved the way that it sounded.
"I thought that I was just dreaming before, when you had me tied. I thought, more or less, that it was a nightmare, but now I know. It's real."
He started to laugh when she said it, and he pulled on the rope that was connected to her nipple. She gasped with pain as she looked down at his work, and she saw the way her nipple was actually throbbing, so you could indeed see it.
She tried to pull at her hands then, and saw the way he had cuffed them up.
"Now, you're going to learn," he said to her. "You're going to learn that a man is the one in control. I could have killed you before, since you did bite into my cock so hard. Instead, I chose to be nice to you."
"You call this nice?" she asked him. "You call this nice? I call it sick."
"No, what you're doing with your sister is what's sick," he said to her.
Leslie closed her eyes, and thought about the way she and her sister made love. When she heard this man calling it sick, she wanted to kill him. He had no right to judge her, when all she was doing was licking her sister's cunt.
Ropes were sick, but cunt licking was an art, she kept thinking.
She could feel the way that her cunt was starting to get wet, for she was thinking about her sister, and the way that they always licked each other.
She remembered that she had been the one who started it, because she was always the more aggressive of the two. She had just wanted to feel her body close to Lily's, and so she had climbed into bed with the girl.
She had started to lick her all over, and soon, they had been doing it to each other.
It was not sick, she kept thinking. It was normal. In fact, it was the most normal thing in the world that she could do, considering .. .
"I don't understand why you have me here," she said to the brown-haired man then, and when she looked at his groin, she could see that he was not hard now.
She was happy about that, for she kept thinking that once he was hard, he would be like all men were. He would want her to start sucking him, and chances were good that she would not be able to suck him the way that he wanted, so he would take over and start to fuck her face, nice and hard-
"I have you here to train you, pig," he said to her. "I want you to learn all about my cock, and how nice it can make you feel."
"Ha," she said, and she closed her eyes to try and keep from crying.
As she did, she saw an image in her mind, and she hated it.
It was him, her father! She would never forget that night when he had taken her.
Lily had decided to sleep over at her girlfriend's house, and Leslie had been rather surprised that their father had given her sister permission. Still, they were both fourteen at the time, and their father liked to let them do whatever they wanted to do, just a long as he knew about it.
Leslie had been lying in her bed, all alone, thinking of how much she was missing her sister, when he had walked into the room.
She had seen him naked many times before, but she had never seen him with a hard cock, nor did she understand what a hard cock was all about. He had walked over to her bed, and he had started to pull down the covers.
"Daddy, I'm naked underneath," she had said to him. "I don't want you to see me naked. It's not right for a father to see."
"I've seen you many times," he said. "I've seen you both. You are much more attractive than Lily is, although, in time, she'll catch up to you."
He had been pulling at the covers harder and harder, and Leslie had been so scared. She could only imagine that if he had seen them, he had seen them together. After all, there were so many nights when they were together.
"Daddy, no," she had said to him. "Leave the cover alone."
"But I want you to learn about my cock," he had told her. "I want you to learn all about it, and how nice it can make you feel. It's certainly much better than the cunt that you've been licking all this time. I know about that."
"What? How could you know about it?" she had screamed. "How could you?"
"I told you that I've seen you both," he said to her, and then, he had pulled the covers down as hard as he could, ripping them from her hand.
She had been so stunned. As soon as the covers were down, her father had started to move his hands all over her body. He had thrown himself on top of her, too, so that the strong weight of his body on hers would keep her pinned to the ground.
Leslie remembered how she had tried to fight him. She had been hitting him on the back, until she realized something was happening.
The more she hit him, the more she could feel his cock pulsating. It was pressed against her belly, and she hated it.
Then, her father had grabbed her hands. He had pulled them both over her head, and because his hand was so big, and strong, he was able to hold her. He held her wrists together, and started to slide up the bed.
"Now suck on my cock and get it wet for your cunt," he said. "I want you to know what a cock tastes like. I want you to know, so that you wouldn't grow up to be a lesbian.
Too much of this cunt licking will turn you into one."
The smell of his cock had made her start to gag, and she had wished that she would be able to get it away from her. When she gagged, and she did open her mouth, he had forced himself right between her lips.
As he had pressed his cock all the way into her mouth, she had smelled his male odor even stronger then, for she had his pubic patch pressed right up against her nose, and all that she could smell and breathe was his cock.
He hadn't kept it in her mouth for too long, and the only thing that Leslie could imagine at the time was that he was pulsating, and didn't want to come yet.
He had still held her hands, though, and when he started to move his cock into her cunt, she had tried to keep her legs closed.
He was too strong for her. He had rubbed his cock against her cunt lips, and then he had managed to spread her legs wider, by working his legs between hers. After he had her spread wider, he thrust in deep and hard.
Leslie would never forget the ripping pain as she felt his cock breaking something right inside of her. He had started to thrust in and out of her fast, and the pain never had a chance to subside. If anything, it seemed to get even worse during the course of the fucking, and she had felt the worse pain in her life.
Her father had fucked her for the longest time, and when he had started to throb in her cunt, she had hoped that he would come.
However, he had slowed down, and had waited until his cock pulsations would subside, so that he could start to fuck her again.
She had no idea how long it had gone on for, but she did know that when she felt him coming, the pain was even worse. He was thrusting in and out of her even faster while he was coming, and she heard the way he was grunting at the same time.
Then, he stayed inside of her, and rested on top of her.
"I hope that you've learned to love this cock of mine," he told her. "I hope that you've learned to always love cocks. I don't want to see you or your sister ever licking each other again. Is that understood?"
"After feeling what you're like, there's every reason in the world why I would want to keep licking my sister. At least she knows how to make me come. At least I feel as if I'm turned on with her. You just hurt me."
He had slapped her across the face a few more times, and she had felt his cock starting to get stiff inside of her cunt again.
Soon, he was fucking her a second time, and if anything, she recalled, that had been worse than it was the first time he had fucked her.
But he had come faster, which was better.
Now, as she looked at this man, she couldn't believe that he wanted to make her love his cock. He thought that he would be able to do it, just like her father had thought that he would be able to do it.
Leslie thought about Lily, and how recently, she had been telling her sister not to let any boy fuck her. She did not want Lily to have to go through the same kind of pain that she had undergone. She wanted Lily to always feel pleasure.
"You really think that you can make me come with your cock?" she asked the man, as she managed to calm down a little bit.
She knew, from the position she had found herself in, that if she was angry with him again, chances were good that he would tie her up even worse. She did not want to risk being bound in some horrendous way where every move would bring her pain.
"I know that I can," Jerry said to her. "I have never failed to satisfy a woman with this cock of mine. That's why I'm in the business."
"What business?" she asked him, and he started to smile.
He would have told her that it was the female training business, but he knew that if she heard something like that, the militant side of her might come out, and he was not in the mood to deal with it. Instead, he just moved his hands to his groin and started to massage his cock, to get it stiff again.
As Leslie watched the way the bulge was getting bigger, she could feel fear running through her body once more. She was so sure that he would try to get that cock back into her mouth again, and even more sure of how much she would hate it.
She wished that she could call someone for help, especially when she saw the way that he was pulling his cock out of his pants.
Jerry had tied her in a standing position that time, for he knew that he was not going to move his dick back into her mouth. He had done that once before, and he thought that he had almost lost his cock in the process.
He wanted her to be standing so that he could fuck her cunt.
As he started to move closer to her, he pulled his cock out of his pants, and soon he was rubbing it against her cunt lips, gently.
She started to moan softly, as she felt what he was doing, but then, when she felt the way he was starting to move it into her, she hated it. She could feel the fear running through her entire body, and she had an idea.
"Wait, sir," she said to him, and she could see how he was getting off because of the way she had called him sir. "If you think that you can turn me on with your cock, and that it will change me and make me love men, you're wrong. A woman can turn me on with her mouth, and that's so different."
"I can do the same thing with my mouth, too," he said to her.
"Prove it. You say that you can do it, but I don't really know if I should believe what you say. Since you did strip me and tie me up, I think that you could show me."
Jerry loved the taste of cunt, and he thought that this lovely young blonde would probably have one of the tastiest cunts around.
He started to get down on his knees, bypassing her tits. He had thought about licking them first, but since her nipples were still bound, it would have been too much work to start and untie them. It was easier to just eat her cunt.
He could smell the sweet fragrance of her pussy, and he moved his fingers to her red lips and spread them wide apart.
She was nice and red and wet inside, and he stuck out his tongue and started to flick it back and forth over her cunt lips.
Leslie moaned as she felt his tongue, even though she couldn't help but think that her sister was a much better pussy licker.
Still, -she had something in mind. She had heard about some men who could get so hot while they were licking pussy, that they would be able to come. She kept hoping that this brown-haired man would come, too.
She wanted him to come before he would even enter her, and then, she was hoping, maybe he wouldn't be able to get it back up again. After all, men were like that. They came and went right down, until they rested and made up for it.
Leslie moaned again, and she could hear and feel the way he was sucking the juices right out of her cunt. She loved' the pleasures she felt, but she knew that it was only because of the way she was thinking of Lily.
Then, she could feel him pulling his mouth away, and as she looked down, she could see that his cock was still hard.
He started to stand up straight, and then, he was pulling her legs closer to his, so that within a few more seconds, she could feel the way his cock head was starting to spread her cunt lips wide, as it moved between them.
"No, Daddy, don't," she opened her mouth and started to scream.
As he pulled his cock back, she looked into his face, and she could see that he was starting to understand what had happened to her.
"Daddy? I'm not your Daddy. But tell me about your Daddy. Did he take you?"
"Yes," she said, and her lower lip was trembling as she tried to choke back the tears. "Yes, he took me a long time ago. He was the first one. He said that he would teach me how to love the feeling of a cock, and he forced it into me. I hated it more than anything else in the world."
"He didn't tell me that," Jerry said to her, and he was smiling.
"What? What? What are you talking about? When did you talk with him?"
But Jerry said nothing. He just stuffed his cock back into his pants, and started to walk out of the room. He walked down the hall toward his office, and once he was inside, he picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hello, Mr. Sterling," he said, when the man answered the phone. "Oh, yes, I have been with both of your daughters. No, I'm sorry, I didn't train them both, sir. I did convince Lily to get into cocks, but not Leslie.
"Well, that's fine. We did make a deal. You can chose not to pay me anything, since I did tell you I would have them both trained. However, there is something I should let you know. It's something that Leslie told me.
"You lied to me. You fucked her, sir. You fucked her, and in taking her at such a young age, you really turned her off to men. There's nothing I can do and .. . oh . . .,by the way, it's going to cost you anyway. I don't think that you'd want all your close friends and relatives to know what you did to Leslie, now would you?"
He could hear how tense the man was on the other end of the line, and just to upset him even more, Jerry started to laugh.