Chapter 9
David missed all the details of the midget's testing and trying of the fourth girl's attractions when the television screen which had been going on the whole time suddenly took all of his attention again. My God, he whispered to himself. Look at that little bitch go!
On the screen, Harvey Sears had quickened his thrusts, fucking hot and deep, as the young blonde thrashed her body frantically beneath him. She was ready to cum, her legs on either side of him jerking out wide and up into the air. Harvey pressed his hands behind her knees pushing them back and hard down against the mattress on either side of her shoulders. The entire plane of her thrusting loins was wide open to the pile-driving strokes he was making into her eagerly upturned cunt under him.
"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted beneath him on the television screen, her face contorted in an unrecognizable mask of wild abandoned passion.
Harvey Sears was grunting and groaning, and he quickened his demoniac strokes, grinding hard and deep so that his cock bored far up into the hidden, untouched recesses of her womb. Her voluptuously rounded breasts heaved and quivered lewdly up against the pressure of his chest, the tiny hardening nipples digging into him like buttons on a coat.
And suddenly, as the TV camera moved in closer, she shivered under him!
"Oh, God! . . . Oh God! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!"
David was watching the volcanic upheaval affecting the blonde girl in the picture, feeling his cock almost itching and burning inside his robe from the obscenely pornographic view he was getting.
At the same time, Angela standing naked on the platform was startled by the sound of her own voice on the screen behind her and turned her head to watch. Immediately she felt her cunt begin opening and moistening in vicarious excitement as she remembered how it had gushed and flooded juicily around the hotly pistoning cock she could now see driving up into her own upturned pussy. As she watched, he thrust faster, digging deeper and deeper inside her. She jerked up towards him several times on the screen, the lips of her cunt working and sucking at his penis as though trying to milk him dry. Her breath was coming in short desperate gasps and he thrust deep again as his own hot, wet sperm shot from the end of his throbbing shaft far up into her soft, quivering belly. Her legs went limp all of a sudden and fell out to the sides, splayed obscenely on either side of his still heaving body.
Angela felt her heart pounding in her chest as she viewed the replay of that first night, recalling how their surging cum had mingled lewdly deep down inside her in a hot wet pool of joy she had never known could exist. She had felt beaten and satiated as never before, and yet at this moment as she watched, it seemed she could still feel his thick penis buried deep inside her gently palpitating vagina. She had been fucked, and fucked good, and now she suddenly wanted it again more than she had ever wanted anything before in her life.
From David's position out in front of the platform, he could see the blonde girl's softly throbbing cuntal lips as Harvey Sears slowly pulled his depleted, now deflating cock from up between her legs. Suddenly, he was brought back to the present by the harsh voice of the midget jockey.
Pointing to the gold-masked blonde girl whose whole body seemed to be quivering, the jockey said, "Three hundred dollars for the blonde with the sweet little heart-shaped ass!"
Positive it was the same girl who had just had an orgasm on the television screen, David decided if he had the chance, she was the one he would pick. He was sure he would have to pretend to pay the ransom for his wife Angela as soon as the little party was over, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity. With the hashish he had been smoking since he arrived, it felt as though he was filled with an endless reservoir of semen, and he would like nothing better than to empty it into this blonde girl's soft white belly until she was filled to the brim of her narrow cunt.
He looked for a moment at the redheaded Jeanette he had already fucked once before, and even though he would like to get into her again, he reluctantly turned his eyes back to the blonde.
"Looks like you've made up your mind," Harvey Sears grinned at him. "Touch luck, I've got first choice."
Then before David could make an answer, Sears made a sign to the jockey on the platform who led the young girl to a leather Moroccan hassock at one side of the television screen, forcing her to bend over it with her knees spread wide on the floor.
"I'll take Jeanette then," David told Sears in disappointment at not getting a chance at the blonde.
"Hold on, Eddie the Jockey has already bid for her," Sears laughed, enjoying David's crestfallen look. "Pick one of the others."
Without any show of enthusiasm, David said he would like the dark-haired beauty who still seemed to be aching for it. Abdul quickly raised a finger to indicate he would take the remaining girl, who cringed at the sadistic grin passing over his face as he stared at her.
"Good, that's all settled then," Harvey Sears said. "Now everybody waits his turn. Eddie the Jockey first," he commanded.
Without waiting for further discussion, the midget grabbed a handful of Sears' mistress's red hair and flung her to the floor of the platform, facing Angela still bent over the hassock.
Angela felt her heart beating in her throat as she saw the redhead's flailing body twisting on the floor in front of the midget. She was lying flat on her stomach, her belly grinding into the wood of the floor as she struggled to rise.
The midget then took Jeanette by the ankles and spread her long slim legs wide apart. He crawled up on his knees between her full firm thighs and spread her softly rounded ass-cheeks with his hands. The tiny tight anus nestled in the narrow crevice was clearly visible to his eyes, and it seemed to be throbbing in anticipation as she helplessly awaited the jockey's next move. His hand ran slowly up the inside of her thigh all the way to the wetness of her open cunt and his head dropped to kiss the smoothly ovaled ass-cheeks, his tongue trailing down to lick into the narrow crevice between them.
Angela could see from her position the skin straining around the puckered anal mouth as the gnarled thumbs of the midget pulled at the flesh surrounding it. His fingers probed at the fearfully cringing nether entrance while Jeanette groaned piteously under him.
"Spread 'em wider!" Eddie the Jockey commanded.
Jeanette's legs opened obediently until her toes were pointing outward away from each other on the platform behind her. They were almost at right angles to her body, and it seemed to Angela as she watched spellbound that the tormented redhead would split in two. The midget's middle finger probed again and Angela could hear her groan as it entered. Jeanette jumped forward slightly from the unexpected pain, her mouth contorting in unheeded protest. She strained away from the cruelly intruding finger as the rubbery flesh of her anus closed over it in forced acceptance. A flicker of surprised pleasure passed over Jeanette's face as he pressed his finger in to the first knuckle.
It suddenly dawned on Angela as she watched what was going to happen. It was impossible! The midget jockey was intending to put his huge, throbbing penis up into the redhead's anus! It would kill her! Her own tiny puckering anal mouth quivered and burned in sympathy for the woman opposite her on the platform as she watched him moving his middle finger around in the tightly constricted opening in lewd preparation for what was to follow, sawing it in and out and stretching the tiny anus more and more. Jeanette wriggled her hips back against it, her hands clawing at the wood floor in front of her. He dug another finger in, hurting her even more.
A short, muffled squeal escaped from the redhead's lips as she buried her face in her arms crossed before her. But the midget persisted, placing one hand in the small of her back and pinning her to the floor. He screwed both fingers into her mercilessly, stretching the pinkly puckering anus until she grunted in pain each time he twisted his hand. She was being skewered like a helpless animal on a spit.
Out in front, David watched in horror at the cruel subjugation of Harvey Sears' mistress by the midget whose expanded cock was so thick and long he looked almost deformed. His mind registered disbelief that Sears would allow this to happen to his own mistress while he watched. Suddenly he saw the grinning red-faced Sears mounting the platform from the other side, staring with a cruel glint in his eye at the redheaded Jeanette. He had stripped himself naked and was stroking his own massively swollen penis in obvious enjoyment of the spectacle. Then his voice came to David's ears.
"This'll teach the little bitch to get so turned on by another man," he growled.
Angela kneeling over the hassock jumped, startled by the harsh voice so close behind her. She glanced back over her shoulder and saw the cruel-faced man who had been savagely ravishing her body over and over for three days. It was the first time she had seen him when she wasn't drugged or in semi-darkness, and suddenly she realized who he was.
It was the same man who had been ogling her that night in the supper club when she was with her husband David!
She already knew from bitter experience how cruel and merciless the man could be, and she involuntarily let her eyes fall to the lust-thickened hardness he was holding in his hand inches from her unprotected buttocks. My God, she thought to herself, he's going to try to put it in me from behind! She was well aware by now that whatever he wanted to do to her, there was no escaping it, and her whole body began to tremble in fear.
A sudden new sound from the other side of the platform drew her attention back to what was happening there.
The redhead's face was flushing in excitement, her hair strewn down over it, and she was beginning to undulate her buttocks back around his finger in wild abandon. Her mouth opened and began to pant and mewl as the fingers of the midget worked obscenely around and around deep up her wide-stretched rectum. The ugly jockey grinned as he prodded at her defenselessly widespread anus like an avenging angel, Jeanette squirming beneath his cruel probes in total surrender.
"Fuck me there!" she suddenly screamed, turning her head to the side to let him see it. "Screw my ass! Screw my ass!" It seemed obvious to Angela that the redheaded woman must have been under the influence of some drug for her to begin so miraculously to enjoy the perverse penetration of her anus.
The young blonde housewife felt her own stomach tighten as the midget pulled his fingers out of the writhing woman's anus. They seemed to come out reluctantly, the pinkish skin clinging desperately to them until they withdrew with a lewd vacuum-like sucking noise.
Eddie the jockey pushed her softly quivering ass-cheeks apart again with his hands and dropped his face into the crevice. His tongue licked teasingly at the pulsing pink hole until the squirming girl apparently couldn't stand it another minute.
"Oh God, fuck it! Fuck it, please!" she breathed in a thick passionate plea.
Behind her, Angela heard the low harsh voice of Harvey Sears chime in. "Go ahead, Eddie. Fuck her in the ass!" he growled vehemently.
At that moment, the television screen at the back of the platform came to life again. There was a close-up view of this same redhead on all fours hovering, her face a few scant inches from the moistly throbbing tip-end of a penis. She was holding it tightly between both hands, stroking it between the flat of her palms in a teasing up and down motion that caused the loins beneath to undulate in time to her maddening rhythm.
So that's why he's punishing his mistress, David swore guiltily to himself, feeling responsible for what was going to happen to her in a minute. He recognized the scene on the TV as the end of his short time in Jeanette's room when they had been fucking. His neck tingled as he realized that Harvey Sears must have watched the whole thing, and he had even made a film of it!
He watched the screen as her head dropped slowly toward the hardness pointing up at her and suddenly her tongue flicked forward, the tip boring teasingly into the wetness of the tiny glans on the end. He sucked in his breath now as he watched and remembered that sudden searing contact on his swollen cock, and it jerked wildly now under the loose robe he was wearing. He groaned softly as he watched her bring her mouth down all the way and enclose the whole of the sensitive end in the moist, warm pressure of her lips. "Christ!" he moaned in unison with his image on the screen. The young husband remembered how her lips tightened like an elastic band around it just below the bulbously flaring tip, trapping it completely inside the warm wet cavern of her mouth.
The snarling voice of the midget brought his eyes back to the lewd scene taking place on the platform to one side of the huge television screen.
"Kneel and bring your ass up, bitch!" the jockey ordered. The lust-crazed Jeanette struggled to her knees, presenting her rounded white ass-cheeks up to the now wildly aroused midget. He stood up between her widespread thighs directly behind her, his pulsating, huge cock standing straight out with its tip resting in her wide-split anal crevice.
"Now put it in, whore," he commanded roughly. Her hand moved hesitantly to reach robot-like back under her body like a robot and grasp the gigantic rock-hard cock. A sudden expression of fear flashed through her eyes as her fingers wrapped around it and perceived firsthand the size of the hotly throbbing shaft. She stroked it experimentally, indecision apparent on her tortured face.
"Put it in, I said," he growled again, digging his fingers harshly into the soft white flesh at the tops of her thighs.
From her position on the other side of the platform, Angela watched as the lewdly positioned redhead submitted to the cold command and the pressure of his hands and placed the tip of his lust-engorged cock up against the tight hairless opening of her anus. She could see it begin probing and working against Jeanette's nakedly exposed anus, the muscles of the midget's stomach standing out as he strained forward. It was worming its way slowly into her, looking like a giant battering ram trying to force its way in between the tensely quivering mounds. As the young blonde wife watched in fascinated horror, the straining pink ring suddenly gave way before the relentless pressure and the huge bulbous cock-head popped up inside with a sudden rush. The now hopelessly impaled woman tried to pull away but the dwarf, grinning lasciviously behind her held her tight.
"Ohhh," she groaned from the pain, her face contorted in a tight mask of agony from the savage entry into her defenselessly wide-split anus.
"Shove your ass back, shove it back!" the midget shouted.
Jeanette hunched back suddenly in automatic obedience to the loud command. "Oh God, it hurts, it hurts, it's too big!" she screamed.
But the hard fleshy rod surged forward, battering the vainly resisting rectal flesh before it without any mercy.
"Ohh, ooohh," she groaned as his pelvis suddenly smacked loudly against the softness of her twin white buttocks. She was obscenely skewered, and he began stroking his flesh-splitting rod rhythmically deep into her inflamed nether passage.
And then as David's young wife Angela watched with unbelieving eyes, Jeanette began to move backwards to meet the forward thrusts of the midget's lust-driven body. She was beginning to revel in the lewd sodomizing of her expanded anus like a Roman slave, bending before her cruel master. He rammed into her with long hard thrusts, watching the pink flesh follow the probing cock out on the backstroke as though it were fighting its withdrawal. Suddenly, the pain appeared to be turning into pleasure for her, and she flailed her head wildly from side to side, her red hair thrashing away from her face against the floor so that the audience could follow her feelings in her features.
Then, without warning, the blonde Angela felt the rough fingers of Harvey Sears behind her running greedily over the long, firm muscles of her shaking calves and up the inside of her thighs to the strangely moistening interior of her loins. For a moment, she had forgotten he was there as she watched in a trance-like state the merciless ravishment taking place opposite her on the platform, and now she whimpered and jerked forward away from him.
"Oh no, please, no," she cried back to his unhearing ears. "You can't not that way!"
Harvey Sears behind her pushed his hand down hard into the small of her back pressing her down onto the hassock until her soft resilient breasts were squashed flat against the resisting leather. Angela struggled vainly for a moment and then lay still, her body shaking from the helpless pleadings rumbling ceaselessly from her throat.
David's young wife moaned involuntarily as she felt the gambling boss run the edge of his hand down the narrow smooth crease of her buttocks parting them slightly open to his hungry gaze.
Sears leered down at the cowering girl and slowly drew aside the soft white mounds with his fingers. She groaned before him and tried to tense them together again, but he dug his fingers into her flaccid ass-flesh until it seemed to ooze up between them. Finally, she relaxed again to stop the pain and he spread them apart as he wished.
Dimly, she heard him suck in his breath behind her when the tiny ring of softly puckered anal flesh came into his view again. He pushed his right hand down and thrust it at experimentally with his middle finger. Angela jumped and cried out as she felt the unnatural intrusion into the small rubbery opening, and she pressed her pelvis down hard into the hassock, her buttocks tensing together around the finger boring relentlessly into her. It was useless and he thrust again, sinking it in the first knuckle.
"Agggh, God," she gasped as she felt the burning pressure in her rectum.
In his hashish-clouded mind, David suddenly seemed to recognize the voice of the blonde girl trapped spread-eagled in front of Harvey Sears, but he was too confused and excited to give it much thought. He kept looking from one side of the platform to the other at the obscene dual sodomy, and then back again to the huge television screen where Jeanette was still sucking at his cock, unable to focus his attention in one place very long. There on the screen at the moment, Jeanette's fingers were massaging the soft resilient skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroking the base of his cock between the thumb and forefinger of the other as she began to suck rhythmically up and down. He could still feel in his mind the softness of her tongue twirling maddeningly around it at the apex of the withdrawal, its tip flicking insanely across the tiny opening of the glans on the end.
Great swirls of heat were now building again up deep down in his tightening balls as he watched himself being sucked, her face working ravenously above his lewdly rocking loins. He couldn't wait much longer to get his chance to fuck into the dark-haired girl Harvey Sears had told him was his for the taking.
Again he tore his eyes from the television screen to stare at the midget still slaving behind Jeanette. Her face was flushed with her passion and she was panting for more.
"Ohh, fuck it, fuck it, on, on," she gasped, waving her buttocks salaciously back against his eager thrusts. Her shoulders dropped to the wood floor so that her ass-cheeks were now sticking high up in the air and the great plunging cock could fuck her at will. Her eyes were glazed over with lustful pleasure. It was incredible, but all her pain had gone, and now it seemed nothing was left but a great slipping wetness in the narrowness of her rectum as she ground happily back against it.
Then, suddenly, the midget screwing into her from behind grabbed at the tautness of her madly thrashing buttocks, his hands pulling at her soft white flesh like the talons of a hungry hawk. He threw his head back and groaned as he thrust the cock's full expanded length into Jeanette's widely stretched anus and he screamed, uttering wildly obscene insults at the vanquished mistress of Harvey Sears.
The voluptuous redhead moaned out her own release at the same time as the heated secretions of her orgasm gushed from her openly splayed cunt below, drenching the midget's hairy balls pressed tightly against her throbbing vagina. Together they collapsed in a heaving mass of satiated flesh, their hoarse breathing filling the room.
Up behind Angela's cringing buttocks, Harvey Sears smiled his glee at the savage ass-fucking his mistress had just received from Eddie the Jockey. That'll teach her, he thought vindictively, unable to forget the fact that she had enjoyed her session with David. He dug up harder into the blonde wife's already partially impaled anus, popping his middle finger through the desperate but useless resistance past the second knuckle. She groaned aloud and in piteous submission relaxed, her buttocks limp and open to be used as he desired.
As he scoured mercilessly into her abused anal ring with his thick finger, widening and preparing it for the greater entry to come, Angela stared in wide-eyed shock and sympathy at the woman with red hair now gasping and moaning under the satiated midget.
Pulling the thick foreskin back and exposing the huge bulbous tip of his cock, Harvey Sears behind her aimed it directly at the tiny puckered mouth of Angela's anus now stretched wide from the obscene probing of his middle finger. Abruptly he pulled it out, and then spread her inviting buttocks wide again with his thumbs, at the same time slipping his middle finger in a swiping motion into her involuntarily moistening cunt below. With her own vaginal secretions he lubricated the rear entrance and leaned forward pressing the whole of his body down onto her back, the thick full length of his cock shoved into the trembling crevice of her firmly rounded ass-cheeks. He rested the tip for a moment up against the tiny throbbing nether opening, pushing his hands under her loins again to stretch the soft half-moons farther apart. Levering himself up slightly with his elbows on her lower back, he pressed softly with his hips for a moment, directing his rock-hard shaft straight into the tightly clenched orifice.
Angela held her breath for what seemed an eternity and then groaned as she felt the unrelenting staff pop suddenly through the tight restricting ring of flesh. She had expected pain, but nothing like this. She cried out into the room as though being punctured with a sharp knife as her tiny, reluctantly stretching anus slipped over the hard rubbery tip, clasping Sears' cock like a tight rubber band. Then he thrust his hips hard down again sinking his rod halfway to the hilt inside her burning rectum.
"Ohh, God! Ohhh! Agggghhhh! Don't, no more, please!" she begged and pleaded, and she flailed her legs out on either side of him struggling hopelessly to escape the cruel impalement.
Her buttocks jerked and twisted beneath, trying to throw him off, but her desperate struggles only worsened her position. With each buck of her body his cock skewered into her tightly-resisting anus another cruel and painful inch, until finally she gasped out the last of her strength and Sears' thickly pulsing hardness slipped unimpeded into the warm rubbery depths of her rectum. She jerked spasmodically for a moment and then lay still over the hassock to ease the pain of the cruel and complete penetration of her rectum. It was useless to resist further as each throb of her body only served to widen and stretch the tiny cavern to greater and more painful dimensions.
"Ohh, God, it's a tight little asshole," Harvey Sears hissed through clenched teeth above her. In spite of his desire to fuck into her immediately, he reached down and grasped her gently flaring hips, raising her higher on her knees and bending her body almost double so that only her face was left touching the leather hassock. He ground his teeth and took several long smooth strokes into her, bringing an agonized groan of pain and final humiliation from her tortured lips each time he thrust forward.
Suddenly the moment he was waiting for came on the television screen visible to their left.
"All right, you proud little blonde bitch," he growled down at her. "Take a good look at that." Tangling his fingers in her long, flowing hair, he wrenched her head around so that she was directly facing the screen.
Oh God, no! It's not true! she cried again and again inside her spinning mind as she stared with her eyes wide open at the almost forgotten couple thrashing lewdly on the screen in front of her. She clenched her eyes tightly shut for a second to black out the unavoidable sight from her view, then opening them again in utter disbelief.
It was her own husband, David!
The camera had moved in closer and she could clearly see his face raised up off the mattress as he watched the top of the woman's head bobbing up and down over his hugely swollen penis. He was groaning over and over again, his lips working crazily and incoherent mutterings spitting between his gritting teeth.
Please, please, let this be a nightmare I'm having, she prayed, unable to accept the obscene picture of her own husband being greedily sucked by another woman. The pain of Harvey Sears' thick shaft still throbbing deep in her anus was almost gone as she knelt dumbfounded before him, all reason for her continuing existence suddenly gone.
Suddenly, his image on the screen gasped.
The moment was here and a low, guttural sound started from somewhere deep in his chest as the hot store of sperm began its mad dash from the sanctuary of his lust-engorged balls and spewed in hot thin streams into the voraciously sucking mouth of the woman above him. Angela could see the woman's cheeks expanding and hollowing balloon-like as she greedily swallowed the hotly flooding gushes to keep from choking. She went on sucking wildly as he emptied his boiling cum into the wetness of her mouth, thin trails of the lewd semen escaping inadvertently from the edges of her lips. His hands tangled cruelly in her hair, holding her head to his throbbing loins as he pushed the spurting cock all the way down into her throat. She coughed sporadically as she continued swallowing to regain her breath. Finally the screen image moaned a last dying moan and grunted in complete fulfillment.
But the image went on.
Her own husband had been sucked dry by this unknown woman and with a shattering groan had collapsed, arms widespread, back across the bed. She still nibbled and sucked gently at his slowly deflating penis for a moment longer, and then it slipped down out of her roundly pursed lips. In her own exhaustion, the woman laid her head sideways on his trembling thigh, showing her face to the camera.
Spellbound and horrified, Angela gasped aloud as she recognized her. It was the same red-haired woman now lying in complete exhaustion where the midget had just left her on the platform!
And she was the same one who had winked lewdly at David in the nightclub that evening that now seemed so long ago!
The betrayed young blonde sobbed out her complete and utter defeat, great tears welling up in her eyes as it dawned on her that from now on her whole life, her marriage to David, everything all was lost to her forever. She had absolutely nothing else to lose, and nothing to gain ever again, as long as she lived. The sight of her husband's penis disappearing into that woman's hungrily sucking mouth had been just too much to stand.
"He fucked my woman in the mouth," she suddenly heard Harvey Sears' growl angrily behind her. "Did you see that?" he demanded.
When she did not answer in her uncontrollable feeling of desertion and hopelessness, Sears flexed his still deeply embedded hardness in her now expanded anus.
"I asked you a question, bitch!" he shouted down at her.
"Y-yes, I saw it," she mumbled, feeling the renewed pain inside her rectum. At the same time she realized that she had gradually become accustomed to his throbbing thickness deep inside her, and his lewd words to her were somehow strangely exciting. She still felt torn and stretched there but the time he had lain on her not moving had given her a chance to slowly adjust to the unnatural invasion. She knew now that he was taking his revenge on her husband out on her own helpless body, and her mind seemed to snap back a million years. The jungle instinct of survival that lay deep in the mind of every human being began to reverberate through her brain. Her only hope to end his brutal, sadistic attack on her stretched nether mouth was to force him to cum quickly.
Harvey Sears groaned as he felt the beaten young girl's anal muscles tighten around his lust-knotted thickness buried deep inside her. His cock throbbed harder and he could barely believe his senses when her buttocks began a slow methodical rotation beneath him. He flexed his penis far up her rectum again to cause her further pain and try to keep his sadistic control over her, but he gasped out loud as he felt her palpitating anus responding, throbbing and tightening around his aching cock like a tight-fitting glove of warm moist flesh. Abruptly he decided he had already conquered her sooner than he had expected and suddenly moaned in newfound delight. His heavy-laden balls were pounding and urging him to begin stroking into her slowly gyrating ass-cheeks inviting him on.
But there was one more thing he wanted to do. Grinding his teeth in an attempt to ignore the tiny pushing and pulling of her anal walls clasping firmly around his sunken cock, he raised one hand from her quivering buttocks in a predetermined signal to someone out of sight off the platform.
Immediately, the television screen started up again, showing the final few moments of the first ruthless screwing he had given the little blonde wife now impaled before him.
From where he had been staring goggle-eyed at the lust inciting sodomizing of the two women on the platform, David saw the screen come to life again.
Suddenly his heart stopped.
His head whirled in disbelief at the vision that flickered before his eyes on the giant screen. It was Angela's face staring up at the camera with glazed unseeing eyes. His own wife! Her mouth was open wide, gasping fish-like up into the room.
"My God, it can't be!" he groaned aloud.
He had known in the deep recesses of his mind what Harvey Sears would subject his young wife to, but he never dreamed it would be anything like this, and he hadn't wanted to personally see it!
The view switched to the foot of the bed and the thick fleshy cock of Harvey Sears was clearly outlined pistoning wetly into the blonde curl-fringed opening of David's young wife's cunt. Sears was holding her legs far back over head so that he had the greatest possible access to her helplessly widespread loins. Her buttocks were presented up to him in defenseless sacrifice as his monstrous cock speared lewdly in and out of her without the slightest grain of mercy, while his finger was sunk deep in her tiny puckered anus.
It's a mistake, it's a mistake, the thoughts flashed through his mind faster than he could think. It's someone else. It's got to be.
But the view changed again and Angela's panting, pleading face was again clearly visible, egging her laboring rapist on, her arms and ankles locked tightly around his sweating body, riding under him like a galloping horse.
David watched in a frozen, drugged daze as he saw her begin screaming her first shrill sounds of orgasm. Her legs kicked back wide and he saw her final jerks of fulfillment and watched the hollowing muscles of Sears' buttocks as he pumped his gushing hot stream of sperm deep up into her quivering belly.
It finally registered on David's confused mind that what he was viewing was not a brutal rape of a helplessly innocent girl such as he had always thought his blonde wife was.
She was loving every minute of being fucked by another man!
The Goddamn bitch, his mind repeated over and over, she's loving it! The dirty little whore, the dirty little whore! She had never screwed him like that! All the time he had thought she was just a cold innocent babe in arms and had used all the patience he possessed to try and break down the barriers she had thrown up against sex. But it had never worked.
And he had felt sorry and guilty about turning her over to that lecherous bastard Harvey Sears.
His attention was suddenly brought back to where on the platform Sears was still hunched up behind the blonde young beauty with his heavy thick cock buried between her slowly undulating creamily smooth buttocks.
"Surprised, Davey-boy?" Sears yelled at him with coarse laughter resounding in the room. "Bet you never saw your sweet little wife fucking like that," he grinned obscenely, at the same time reaching forward slowly with his hands toward the gold mask covering the face of the woman now beginning to murmur and plead under him as she tried to start him stroking into her.
Angela gasped in sudden realization as she heard Sears speak her husband's name in harsh, mocking tones. Then she felt the mask being slowly lifted from behind.
David had been there the whole time! He had been watching while she was being lewdly sodomized before his very eyes without doing or saying anything to stop it. Slowly it sank into her muddled, confused brain that he must have been in on the whole nightmarish ordeal from the first moment those men had forced their way into the apartment.
It was all she could do to keep from breaking down completely from the sudden knowledge. But then a deep well of resentment that he would allow this to happen to her, filled her with an overwhelming desire to somehow avenge herself against him.
And she knew how to do it!
She began rocking her hips back lewdly onto Sears' lust-inflamed cock, and then forward again, feeling its ass-splitting thickness slip out until only the tip-end was still inside her rectum, then once more shoving her buttocks back against his loins. Each time she impaled herself on his hardness, she made a deep-throated "oomph" with her lips, curling her mouth up in a lewdly sensual smile.
And each time his pulsating shaft struck into the innermost recesses of her churning rectum, she repeated in her mind, David is a bastard, David is a bastard, lewd sensations of forbidden pleasure beginning to crawl into her warmly quivering belly with each repetitive, rhythmic thrust.
Behind her Harvey Sears watched with disbelieving jubilance as the pinkish skin of her puckered little anal mouth drew back with his lust-thickened shaft, clasping to it as though it did not want to let go. He began a steady pistoning motion with his penis, lewdly pumping his blood-engorged hardness each stroke in the velvet confines of her anus.
Angela knelt before him and prayed that her humiliation would not betray her, and that she could hold out long enough to convince her husband David in the audience that she was really enjoying the degradation he had let her into. Kneeling before Harvey Sears, she began undulating her buttocks in slightly larger circles, waving the enticingly rounded cheeks back at him to lasciviously incite him on. And strangely, the tiny bit of whore deep inside her suddenly broke forth into a tingle of masochistic excitement. She was no longer working for revenge but for joy, but it was all the same and she did not fight it. She wanted suddenly to enjoy it she was enjoying it. There was still pain but it was strangely pleasurable and she found herself thrusting and squirming back to meet the obscene impalement and he jerked forward into her.
"Man, she's really liking it, Davey-boy," Sears breathed hoarsely behind her, at the same time lifting the gold mask the rest of the way up to reveal her face for the first time.
Oh my God, gasped David as he suddenly understood who the wantonly back-thrusting blonde was on the platform. It's my wife!
Without being able to think or stop himself, he jumped up from his seat, and ripping the jalaba robe over his head he leaped up over the front of the wooden platform to stand naked in front of his wantonly writhing wife.
He had been feeling so sorry for the fate he had delivered her to, and here she was moaning beneath Sears' savage penetration of her anus, twisting and grinding the whiteness of her ass-cheeks back at him in a lewd invitation to fuck into her harder and deeper. Her unseeing eyes were turned to the side, her teeth bared back in ecstatic delight, her tongue flicking out wetly in time to the increasing power of his long, smooth strokes into her that carried the full length of his long plunging rod of flesh.
The cock was buried into her up to the hilt, and then suddenly Sears gasped again. Her hand had reached down under her body and was gently cradling his balls, scraping her fingernails over them in a maddening teasing motion that brought saliva running from the edges of his mouth.
"Oh yes, darling, fuck it like that!" she crooned through her tightly clenched lips as he gorged into her buttocks as hard as he could.
"You fucking bitch!" David snarled at her from where he stood watching only a few inches away, the anger rising to a fever pitch inside his chest.
Her glazed eyes focused on her husband standing totally naked in front of her, for a moment forgetting she had to pay him back for what he had done to her, and moaning in humiliation and shame. But then, she remembered and smiled a contemptuous and at the same time lewdly suggestive smile up at him, thrusting her hips still harder back onto the fleshy hardness boring into her hotly throbbing rectal walls.
David's eyes burning with anger and lust trailed over the length of her wildly thrashing body back to where the pistoning cock was splitting into the narrow crevice of her anus, and then on up to the obscene grinning face of Harvey Sears.
"Go ahead," Sears gasped out the words. "Fuck her in the mouth." Without losing his long stroking rhythm into the softly grinding and twisting buttocks, Harvey Sears reached his hands over her smooth white body and grasped her flowing blonde hair, jerking her head up higher.
Angela thought her neck would snap from the strain and she stared at David's lust-engorged penis throbbing in the air scant inches from her openly parted lips.
David wasted no time. He had tried for the two years they'd been married, and now by God he was going to do it, and she would never forget it. He stepped forward and mercilessly thrust his aching, throbbing cock between her lips, shoving it all the way into the back of her throat heedless of her gagging groans of protest.
"Suck it, you little whore," he commanded her harshly above the top of her head. She felt the hugeness of his pulsing penis slithering up the length of her tongue and filling her mouth completely. It began slowly screwing in and out of her face, gradually quickening in tempo until it matched that of Sears fucking into her from behind.
Now Harvey Sears was in his greatest glory. He liked nothing better in life than to take an innocent couple like this one had been and degrade them and made them try to destroy each other this way. He had achieved his goal and now he could feel himself building toward the end. He knew it would be soon, and he began to fuck into her harder and faster, mercilessly battering the violently quivering cheeks of her buttocks with his hard-driving hips and slapping balls she was still squeezing in her fingers. Then his hands left her hair and gripped her waist hard, pinching the soft flaccid flesh into random crazy shapes beneath his fingers. His lips bared back against his teeth, and he could not close his mouth. His breath came in short stuttered blasts that crackled obscenely through the dimly lit room. He watched David's cock skewering into his young wife's lewdly ovaled mouth, his testicles bouncing against her chin, and the obscene sight made him feel as though his whole body would explode.
"Jesus! Jesus!" he sputtered behind her.
Angela worked in a daze as she became accustomed to the unnatural invasion of her mouth, licking and sucking now like a hungry child at her angry husband's cock. Her ravishment continued on and on at both ends of her bent and tortured body, suddenly alive and burning with a devouring passion she had never known could exist. She had never felt so utterly used and debauched in her life, but at the same time she could not contain the uncontrollable waves of desire coursing through her veins. She could feel David's cock stretching and expanding inside her mouth until there was no room left, and moaned piteously around it as it thrust forward hard down to her tonsils as though it were trying to meet the other hardness skewering deep into her belly from behind. She dimly heard her husband spitting out strings of obscenities down on her, inciting her to still further lewd vigor, and then he jerked suddenly as though jabbed by a sharp pin.
He writhed his hips up tight into her face, sinking the full length of his cock deep down into her gasping throat. She fought to breathe, but it was hopeless as his jerking cock then began to erupt in the warm wet interior of her desperately sucking mouth, unintelligible sounds of profanity rolling from his lips. The hot thick liquid of his cum squirted into her mouth like the rush of raging water through a narrow streambed and she sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, her cheeks inflating and deflating all the time from the pressure of the bursting dam of sperm.
David lunged relentlessly into her again and again, his view of the double fucking she was getting increasing his sadistic pleasure. He groaned in anger and frustration at the obscene picture they made at the same time he felt his loins exploding with a vengeful wrath that threatened to blow the top off his head.
It lasted for what seemed an eternity, then it jerked a last long throbbing spasm and softened beneath her swirling tongue. His hands pulled her head still bobbing from Sears' merciless thrusts behind tight against his trembling loins, bracing himself to keep from staggering and falling.
Angela could feel his depleted cock softening further in her saliva and cum filled her mouth, and then she heard a grunt from Harvey Sears behind her. She felt her thighs and buttocks swept wide apart in one last ass-crushing rush as the gambling boss shoved his wildly throbbing cock as far as it could go in her widespread rectum and began spewing his hot boiling semen deep up in her nakedly helpless belly. She felt it flooding hotly into her and filling the depths of her anus until she thought she would burst. There were several convulsive jerks of his pelvis against the soft cheeks as his unending reservoir of cum continued shooting into her in rapid-fire bursts.
Suddenly she was cumming too.
Her hand clutched desperately at the heavy pulsing balls back beneath, urging him to keep jerking up into her, so surprised and elated at the unheard of feelings of joy pumping through her loins that she opened her mouth wide gasping as if close to death. David's now deflated cock slipped down from her lips and she cried again and again over his emptied loins.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Fuck it! I'm cumming!"
Her body wildly arched up and jerked, holding back tight onto the pulsating, spurting cock embedded in her rectum, not moving but quivering and clenching around it in a sporadic pulsating rhythm, spewing her orgasmic fluid out around her hand on his balls beneath. Harvey Sears made once last vicious stroke that smacked his pelvis against her quiveringly upturned ass-cheeks like a wooden paddle and held it there shuddering his final, earth-shattering release. She palpitated and trembled under him for a long moment longer and then it was over.
She collapsed limply forward away from him onto the hassock and his spent penis slipped wetly out of her anus with a slight popping noise, thin rivulets of his white sperm oozing out of her expanded opening to trickle lewdly down her quivering white inner thighs.
Harvey Sears watched with undisguised glee as David jerked his blonde wife's face up again by her long hair and gave her a resounding slap, then stalking away from her exhausted, once more collapsing body now wracked by sobs.
"Consider the debt paid," Sears laughed coldly toward the retreating husband. His leering face looked demoniac under the vivid colors reflected from the flashing light show still projecting obscene, lewd slides, but neither David nor his debased young wife Angela noticed.