"Christ, you sleep too much," he said. Ellen
Wagner groaned. She was still half-asleep. Phil was
already out of bed, dressing for his trip. She mumbled
an answer. She was aware the sheet was down at her hips,
her body uncovered. She pulled at the sheet and covered
herself. She didn't want him to start anything. He had
a habit of wanting to fuck at the most unlikely times.
This morning, he was leaving to go on a business trip,
but that wouldn't stop him. Cindy, their teenaged daughter,
had slept at a friend's house last night, and Phil might
decide to take advantage of the fact that they were
She was right. He suddenly sat down on the bed and
leaned over her. He was still in his underwear. He stretched
out and cuddled behind her. She could feel his cock
pressing against her ass as he kissed her neck.
"You're not sleeping," he said.
It was clear he wanted to fuck. He fondled her tits.
He stroked her ass. She was naked under the sheet. She
wanted him to go away.
"Come on, let's have a little."
"I'm not awake yet. It's too early."
"I won't see you for two weeks."
"You should have thought of that last night."
"Come on, Ellen. Last night you had that TV show
you were watching. And the night before, it was something
else. You don't like it at night and you don't like
it in the morning. What the hell are you saving it for?"
He continued kissing her neck. He squeezed her tits
under the sheet. Then his hand slid down over her belly
and between her legs. She couldn't stop him. They'd
had long years of marriage and she'd never liked the
fucking. Not ever. The problem went all the way back.
She'd had a religious upbringing. A childhood filled
with Sunday school and Bible reading and sermons against
smoking and drinking and lust. Her mother always spoke
against sex. They told her the devil was biding everywhere.
Then she grew up and met Phil and they got married.
Devil or no devil, she didn't like fucking. Sex was
so messy, and sometimes it seemed sinful. Phil seemed
to want to fuck all the time. Sometimes she blamed herself
for their problems, but mostly she blamed Phil. He was
a man, and men were like animals when it came to sex.
Her mother had always said that, and she'd been right.
It was sinful to take pleasure in sex.
She wanted more children, but Phil was against it.
He insisted they stop with Cindy, and now she wouldn't
have a second child, because she was already thirty-five,
a good-looking thirty-five. Phil always told her how
beautiful she was, and her friends told her too. Ellen
knew men found her sexy. Sometimes she liked teasing
them. She liked the idea that she could turn a man on.
She liked getting their cocks up. She'd always liked
that part about being a woman. She was something of
a cock tease. In high school, she had liked getting
the boys turned on, but she'd never done anything with
them. It was the wickedness inside her. She felt awful
She liked getting Phil aroused. It made her feel like
she had some power over him. But at the moment, she
wished he would go away. She groaned in protest as he
forced her legs apart. In a moment he had his fingers
in her pussy. She could feel his hard-on, his stiff
cock pressing against her ass. He had his cock out of
his shorts, and he kept pushing it between her ass cheeks.
She could feel the heat of his prick-knob, as he slid
his cock back and forth in the crack of her ass.
Then the sheet fell off, and she was completely naked.
She chided herself for sleeping without anything. No
wonder he was turned on. It was all her own fault. She
hated it when he fucked her, and yet, she liked turning
him on. It was crazy. Now he was at her and he wouldn't
stop once he got like this. He had a long trip ahead
of him, but he didn't care. He cared about nothing now
except fucking her. Phil kept insisting, and finally
she had to give in.
She told him it would have to be a quick one. "You
don't have time for anything else. You'll be late for
He laughed. "Let me worry about that."
He quickly pulled his shorts off. He stroked her ass,
and she felt him pulling her ass cheeks apart to look
at her ass crack. She hated sex in daylight. It somehow
made it so much more sinful to do it in the light. He
stroked her cunt from behind. He muttered something
about her being dry. He reached over to get the bottle
of baby oil off the night table. In a moment, she felt
his oily fingers in her pussy. He lubricated her cunt
hole. Then his cock was pushing at her cunt mouth. His
cock fucked inside her cunt hole. Phil groaned, as he
slammed his prick home. He held her hips, as he screwed
his cock around in her cunt.
"Yeah, that's good, honey."
He liked fucking her from behind. He always said she
had a great looking ass. He liked fucking her when they
were both on their sides, and she had her back to him.
Now his hand squeezed her tits, as he started fucking
his cock in and out, and she felt violated. He had a
big cock and she hated having it invading her body.
She couldn't help it. She supposed some women might
like fucking, but not her. She always remembered her
childhood, the church, the way everyone said sex was
bad, and pleasure a sin. Getting married didn't change
She groaned now, as Phil fucked her. She prayed that
he would finish soon. She hated the wetness down there.
She hated the way he behaved like an animal when he
fucked her. The rest of the time, he was easy to get
along with, but when he fucked her, it was awful and
she hated him. It was almost as if he suddenly became
transformed into a complete stranger. He became a drooling
victim of the devil. Or maybe he wasn't a victim at
all. Maybe it was just what he wanted.
She was always afraid about Cindy. She didn't know
what to do about Cindy and her boyfriends. Phil always
encouraged Cindy to enjoy herself with her friends.
Sometimes Ellen wondered how they ever got together
in the first place. Maybe she and Phil didn't even belong
together. As he fucked Ellen, Phil was also thinking
about their marriage. He always had a good time fucking
her. After all the years, she still turned him on, and
he still enjoyed plowing in the old furrow. She had
a great body, riper now than when she'd been a girl
and even sexier. Solid tits and a gorgeous ass. Great
legs and firm thighs. He loved fucking her like this.
She had such a tight cunt when he took her like this.
He'd always had fantasies about fucking her ass, but
he'd never done it. She wouldn't allow it. She was old-fashioned
He was afraid that she would ruin Cindy. He hated the
idea of Cindy growing up to be inhibited like her mother.
A girl couldn't be happy like that. He hated Ellen's
family. They were all religious nuts. They thought the
answer to everything was in the Bible. "Fuck the
Bible!" Phil thought.
Ellen's tit felt so good in his hand. She had fat juicy
nipples, the tips long and thick, just the kind that
he liked. He liked heavy tits that hung a bit from their
weight, like Ellen's. She was still a great looking
woman. She always drew the eyes of people when they
were out somewhere. The people who looked at her probably
thought she was hot-blooded. He was the only one who
knew the truth. She wasn't hot-blooded at all, she was
inhibited and repressed, and all the rest of it, that
came with a religious brain-washing during childhood.
That stupid fucking Sunday school, and her tight-assed
parents. The preachers, the Bibles, and all the bull
shit talk about the devil. If there was such a thing
as the devil, then people like Ellen's mother and father
worked for him.
He had no idea if Ellen had ever had an orgasm. Sometimes
it seemed that something was happening when he fucked
her, but he thought she faked it. He loved everything
about her, except her attitude toward sex. In the meantime,
Ellen was still praying that Phil would hurry up and
finish with her. She tried not to move. She kept still
,and let him fuck her any way he wanted. She could feel
the wetness between her thighs. Her juices were running.
She hated it. She hoped he wouldn't make her roll over
on her belly. Sometimes he wanted to fuck her like that.
She would lie flat on her belly and he would get it
in from the back. Or he would have her kneeling like
a dog. She hated that the most. It was so obscene, like
two animals. Sometimes he even played with her ass hole,
and she had to push his hand away. That was the filthiest
thing he ever did.
She could tell he was having a hot time now. She could
hear him breathing hard, as he churned his fucker in
her cunt. Yes, he was having a ball doing it. Well,
she wasn't. She hated it, as always, but he was going
on a trip, and she told herself she had to fulfill her
wifely duties. It was sinful the way he took so much
pleasure in fucking her. They were not having children
anymore, and she didn't need the fucking.
Then she felt him speeding up. He was ramming her cunt
now. She could hear him grunting. His hand squeezed
her tit with more force. How she hated it. Like two
beasts. That big prick of his fucking in and out of
her pussy. The way he grunted each time he slammed against
her. His hand was hurting her tit. The bed was shaking
now. She was glad Cindy was out of the house. She hated
it when Phil was so vigorous like this.
Then he made a raspy noise in his throat as he started
cuming. She could feel him pumping his cum-load in there.
He groaned, as he pounded against her ass. His cock
was like an animal burrowing inside her body. God shouldn't
have made it like this. It was too awful for a woman.
She couldn't bear it. She could feel his jism gushing
out. She hated the sticky slime that came out of his
cock. One time, he had cum in her hand, and she had
been thoroughly disgusted with it.
He was finished now. His hand opened to release her
tit. He pulled back, pulled his slimy cock out of her
cunt, as he rolled over on his back with a groan.
She quickly left the bed and went to the bathroom.
She closed and locked the door, and she sat down on
the toilet to let his jism run out of her cunt. How
disgusting it was. She wiped her pussy. She wanted to
get to sleep again. She was glad they'd agreed he'd
have breakfast at the airport. Now he'd get out of the
house and leave her alone. When she went back to the
bedroom, she found him already out of bed and dressing
to leave. She climbed onto the bed and pulled the sheet
Phil looked at her and smirked. "Tired?"
Ellen closed her eyes and replied, "There's nothing
wrong with that."
"If you liked fucking, you wouldn't be so tired."
"Let's not have a fight."
"You really don't like it, do you?"
"I like it as much as I can."
"Phil, you'll be late for the plane."
"You're frigid, Ellen."
"I'm not anything. I'm just an ordinary woman."
"I can't help it the way I was brought up."
"You're like an icebox in bed."
"And you're like an animal."
They continued bickering with each other and gradually
it became hotter. She wished he'd leave. She wanted
to cry, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
Thank God, Cindy was out of the house. Then finally
Phil was ready to leave. He came over and sat on the
edge of the bed.
"Okay, let's forget it. Let's not fight about
it." he said, then leaned over and kissed her good-bye.
She kissed him back. She did love him. They were just
two ordinary people, and they needed each other. He
patted her cheek and smiled at her. "Take care
of yourself while I'm gone. And Cindy too."
Then he walked out. She waited until she heard the
front door close, and then she sighed and relaxed. All
right, he's gone, she thought. After a while, she left
the bed and turned the television on. She was depressed
about the argument. The news was on, but she was too
distracted to listen. She vaguely heard something about
escaped convicts. She paid no attention to it. She had
her own problems.
She yawned and rubbed her eyes, as she walked into
the bathroom. She looked at herself in the bathroom
mirror. Her eyes were bleary. She smiled at herself.
Life wasn't that bad. She didn't have a hard life, not
like some women. She and Phil had a nice house, and
it was far enough away from the city to almost be in
the country. Far enough away to hear the crickets at
night. She liked it this way. She liked the isolation.
Sometimes Cindy complained it was too dull, but there
was something to be said for being all the way out here,
away from the wickedness of the city. She was happy
that Phil made enough money to keep her at home. But
now that Cindy was growing up, Ellen had been thinking
about a job. She was in no rush. She squeezed some toothpaste
out on the brush and brushed her teeth. After that she
went to the kitchen and had some orange juice. She poured
out some of the coffee Phil had made, sipped it and
put it down. She thought about Phil fucking her before.
Of course he was right about her being cold. She just
didn't like fucking. She wasn't turned on by sex. Men
didn't turn her on at all. She didn't like looking at
Phil's cock and balls when he was naked. Sometimes it
was nice when lie touched her. If he was very gentle,
she sometimes liked to be touched. She liked it when
he whispered in her ear. That was the way he'd courted
her. It seemed so long ago, she could hardly remember
it. All those evenings on her front porch, with her
parents carefully watching them from inside. She liked
romance She liked it when he told her she was beautiful.
She finally left the kitchen. She went back to the
bedroom and into the bathroom again. She climbed into
the shower and turned the water on. In a moment she
She felt better under the shower. Phil would be gone
a few weeks and maybe she'd have time to do something
in the garden. She might even go into the city to do
some shopping. It wasn't a bad life. A woman had to
learn how to cope.
She lathered her body with a bar of soap. She thought
of Phil again as she ran the soap over her tits. He
always liked her tits. She fondled her body as she soaped
herself. She slipped a hand between her legs to do her
pussy. She ran the bar of soap between her cunt lips.
Her pussy was still tender from the fucking. When she
had her cunt gash soaped up, she touched her clit with
her fingers. She remembered how Phil had once told her
she had a big clit and that he was surprised because
women with big clits were usually turned on to sex.
Well, he didn't know everything, did he? She started
rubbing her clit slowly. She was no stranger to masturbation.
She'd always done it. She couldn't remember the first
time, but it had to be when she was very young. No matter
how much she disliked fucking, she always came when
she masturbated. Her little secret. Of course, it was
sinful. But she told herself it was only a little sin.
A woman needed some way to relieve the tension.
Now she tried her middle finger inside her cunt hole.
She screwed the finger around a bit. Part of it was
to get clean, but it did feel good if she did it just
right. She used another finger to touch her ass hole.
Every once in a while, Phil talked about fucking her
ass. Of course, she wouldn't allow it. It was a filthy
idea. And she was certain lie would tear her apart if
he tried ass-fucking her.
She kept rubbing her cunt until she had a small orgasm.
She never allowed herself anything more. Just a small
climax to get some of the edge off her nerves.
She finally finished in the shower. She came out and
dried herself off on the bathroom rug. She brushed her
hair, then she put a robe on and went back to the kitchen.
The coffee in her cup was cold now, and she poured
another cup out of the simmering pot. She sat at the
kitchen table drinking the coffee as she stared out
the kitchen window to the garden.
She wondered what went on in other marriages. The nearest
home was a good distance away. Two old people. She didn't
have many friends. Not since they'd moved here from
Denver. She didn't mind it. Cindy seemed happy. And
Phil was doing very well in his job.
Of course, she had this restlessness inside her. She
told herself it was natural, because she wanted more
children and it hadn't happened. Then suddenly she heard
a noise somewhere in the house. Or maybe it was outside
the house. She wasn't concerned. She'd always felt safe
out here. Then she heard a noise again. and this time
it was clear it was inside the house.
Another noise. She suddenly had a knot of fear in her
chest. Then she gasped when a man suddenly appeared
in the doorway to the kitchen.
He grinned at her. "Take it easy, baby. Just take
it easy and don't try anything."
She sat there staring at him, paralyzed with fear.
For the first time now, she noticed he had a knife in
his hand. He wore a blue jumpsuit. Then she remembered
the prison ten miles down the road. The convicts in
the prison always wore blue jumpsuits.
He kept griming at her. "My name's Cal, honey.
She was terrified. She couldn't imagine how he had
come into the house without anyone hearing him. Then
she remembered she'd been in the shower. She trembled
as she looked at him.
"What do you want?" she asked nervously.
He chuckled. "Don't try anything foolish."
"If it's money you want, I don't keep much in
the house. But I'll give you what I have, if you go."
"I don't need your money, lady."
"Then . . . what?"
He grinned at her again. She had no doubt about the
jumpsuit now. He was certainly a convict from the prison.
Now she remembered the news broadcast about escaped
convicts. This had to be one of them. That was what
he was. The man standing in her kitchen was an escaped
convict. She could hardly believe it. This was something
that happened to other people. And the way he looked
at her was tile most frightening thing of all. He seemed
totally unafraid of her, as if he could do anything
he wanted and get away with it.
He saw the recognition in her eyes. "I guess they
had it on television."
She nodded. "Yes."
"What did they say?"
She told him she didn't remember much. Something about
escaped convicts from the prison.
He grinned and said he was one of them. "Stand
She trembled. "What for?"
"Never mind what for, just stand up!"
She was too afraid to refuse. She stood up. He looked
her up and down and smiled. He said he wanted her to
show him her bedroom.
"We'll be more comfortable on a bed," he
On a bed? Her stomach turned over as she walked past
him. He chuckled and patted her ass as he followed her.
He started talking about his time in prison. He said
he needed a piece. He said he'd been locked up a long
time and he wanted a woman.
She was desperate. It was obvious he was going to rape
her. She thought about Cindy. Her daughter ought to
be home from her friend's house soon.' She was afraid
for Cindy. If only she could get him out of the house
before Cindy arrived. Maybe if she gave him what he
wanted, he would leave.
When they were finally in the master bedroom, he asked
about her family. "Who else lives here?"
She told him. She lied and told him Phil would return
soon. "He usually comes back in the morning about
Cal laughed. "That's a lie, baby. I saw him drive
away with luggage in his car."
Then he looked her up and down. "You never told
me your name."
"Nice name. Who's the girl in that picture on
"That's my daughter. She's away at my mother's
place and she won't be back for another week."
Cal smiled. "Then it's just the two of us, isn't
She looked away. "I guess so."
He ordered her to get her robe off. He said he wanted
to look at her. "I've been looking at magazines
for four years. Show me something real, cutie."
Ellen was dismayed. There wasn't any way she could
refuse him. He could easily kill her if he wanted to.
Her only chance was to do what he wanted and pray that
he wouldn't harm her, or harm Cindy. The idea of him
touching Cindy was too much to think about.
She slipped the robe off and draped it over the back
of a chair. Trembling, she stood there naked.
He snickered. "Oh, yeah!"
He looked her over. He said he liked her tits. Then
he ordered her to turn so he could see her ass. She
turned her back to him. She felt his hot eyes on her
body. When at last he told her to face him again, she
turned and saw that he had his cock dangling out of
an opening in the front of his jumpsuit. He took a hold
of his cock with one hand. In the other hand, he held
his knife. He smiled at her.
"Oscar here says hello."
She stared at his big ugly prick. She was mesmerized
by it. She watched his fingers as he slowly stroked
his cock shaft.
"Do you like cock, baby?"
Ellen quivered. "I... I don't know."
He laughed. "Christ, lady, you've got a husband,
haven't you? Doesn't he have a dick?"
She was in a helpless daze. When he told her to get
down on her knees, she moved like a robot. He came forward.
He ordered her to suck his cock as he pulled his foreskin
back to show her his cock head. She was nauseated by
the smell of his prick, repelled by his cock flesh.
She thought of Cindy again. She thought of the knife
he was holding. She had to do it.
He coaxed her. He pushed his cock against her lips,
and after a moment she opened them. His warm prick slid
inside her mouth. Warm and fat, forcing her jaws open
with its bulk. She did her best not to retch. She prayed
she would faint, but of course it didn't happen. Cal
chuckled, as he held half the length of his cock inside
her open mouth.
"Yeah, that's good, baby. You look good."
Then he made her take more cock. His cock meat continued
sliding over her tongue. The smell of him was awful.
He smelled like he hadn't bathed in a month. She hated
what he was doing to her. She hardly ever sucked Phil.
She hated it when Phil made her do it. Now she had this
big prick forced inside her mouth. He pulled at her
head and told her to take more. In a moment, his prick-knob
was pushing at her throat. She felt like gagging. She
was afraid she would choke, but she was also afraid
he'd be angry if she gagged, so she held her breath
and took it.
Then at last he pulled back and she could breathe again.
He started fucking her mouth slowly while he talked
to her. He told her she had nice lips. He fucked his
cock slowly in and out of her open mouth and stroked
her head. He seemed almost affectionate. He told her
how bad things had been in prison. He said he wanted
her to be nice to him. He said if she was nice to him,
nothing bad would happen to her.
After a while, he started fucking her mouth more forcefully.
He muttered as he did it. She could tell he was getting
close. She prayed he would pull his cock out of her
mouth before he came, but he continued fucking his prick
in her mouth until the end. He grunted as he came. He
held her head in place as he spurted his cum-load over
her tongue. She took his hot cum-load down her throat.
This was the first time in her life she had ever done
it, and she thought she would die. All that ugly slime
sliding downs her throat. Phil had never done that to
her. If she sucked Phil's cock, it was always a prelude
to fucking. He always came in her pussy. Cal finally
let her pull her face away. He used his fingers on his
cock, and another big spurt of cum suddenly shot out
and hit her face. He laughed when he saw it. He said
now she could think of herself as being baptized again.
She groaned as she wiped her face with her hand. She
got up and sank down again into a nearby chair. Cal
chuckled and started talking about cock sucking. He
asked her if she sucked her husband's cock.
"You don't seem too experienced," he said.
"Please . . . I don't know what you want. You
ought to go now, before they catch you."
He laughed and told her to suck his cock again. He
said he wanted her to get his prick hard again. He said
she had a pretty mouth. When she made no move to obey
him, he came to her and slapped her face. She started
crying. He pulled at her head. He threatened her with
his knife until she took his cock in her mouth again.
This time, she was sitting in a chair and the strain
wasn't as great. His cock wasn't completely soft. He
brought his balls out and jiggled them against her chin
as she sucked his prick. He had big hairy balls, and
the smell of them was overpowering. She quivered with
disgust when he told her to lick his balls. But she
did it. She let his cock fall out of her mouth and she
moved her lips to his hairy ball-bag. She licked his
balls until he grew tired of it.
He told her to suck his cock again. She continued sucking
his cock until he had another hard-on. He taunted her.
He said she had the mouth of a cock sucker.
"Nice lips. Next time, you do me with lipstick.
You'll put on a nice red lipstick for me, huh?"
Next time? She trembled as he pulled his cock out of
her mouth. He rubbed his cock-knob over her face, the
tip of his prick leaving wet streaks on her cheeks.
He told her to get on the bed. She did what he wanted,
then she watched as he got out of the jumpsuit. He put
the knife down as he did it.
"You try anything and I'll cut your face,"
His underwear came off. He had a big hairy body. Lots
of dark hair around his cock and balls and over his
stomach and chest. He lifted his balls in his hand and
smiled at her.
"Show me some pussy, baby. Open your legs."
She moved her thighs apart. She saw the lust in his
eyes, and she prayed he would fuck her and leave before
Cindy arrived home. She was in a panic that he would
get hold of Cindy and rape her.
He came onto the bed now and knelt between her legs.
His cock swayed like a club, a heavy prick with a fat
knob, almost purplish in color. He told her to pull
her knees back, and when she did what he wanted he mounted
her. He worked his cock inside her cunt. He groaned
as he fucked in.
"Tight, baby, tight. You're a gorgeous piece."
She was tight because she was dry, but he didn't seem
to care about that, or about hurting her. What he cared
about was the way her cunt grabbed at his cock as he
fucked in. When he had his prick all the way inside
her cunt channel, he lay down on top of her. He told
her to get her legs around him. He started fucking her.
His cock sawed in and out and he held her ass in his
hands. He squeezed her ass cheeks as he pounded her
She could smell his foul breath. She kept her eyes
closed. She prayed he'd be quick. She could feel his
big balls slapping against her ass as he fucked her.
Then suddenly he pulled his prick out. He knelt back
on the mattress and told her to turn over and get on
her knees. She trembled with fear that he'd want to
fuck her ass, but she had no choice. She rolled over
and positioned herself on her knees with her ass facing
him and her head down. He chuckled as he stroked her
"It's a nice butt. Come on, get those legs apart.
You're acting like you don't even know how to fuck."
She did what he wanted. He tickled her cunt lips with
his fingers. He spread her cunt wide open. Then she
felt his cock again. She was thankful he was fucking
her cunt and not her ass. He grunted as he drove his
prick home. Leaning over her, he grabbed her tits in
his hands and growled in her ear.
"I bet you're a hot fuck with your old man. Come
on, let's see some of it. Shake your ass, baby!"
He started pounding her pussy. His belly slapped her
ass cheeks each time he fucked in. He was kneeling back
now, holding her hips with his hands, as he fucked her.
She felt his big cock sliding in and out of her cunt.
Her pussy was wet. She could feel the lubrication in
her cunt channel. She was mortified by it. God, how
she hated him! He continued pounding her pussy from
the rear, until finally he shot off in her cunt. He
grunted as he came. He rolled his hips around as he
churned his cock in her pussy. Then at last he pulled
out and patted her ass.
"Nice tight cunt. I thought maybe you'd have a
fucked-out pussy, but you're still good." He told
her to turn around and take his cock in her mouth. He
wanted her to clean his prick. "Suck it off, honey.
I like a clean dick."
She sucked his limp cock, until he pushed her away.
Then he left the bed and looked at the photos of her
and Phil and Cindy on the dresser. He questioned her
about her husband and daughter. He said he would hurt
her if she lied. She had to tell him what Phil did for
a living. Then he asked where Cindy was. "And don't
give me any bull shit."
She trembled as she told him the truth. She said Cindy
was at a friend's house. She was so afraid of him.
Cal smiled. "You lied before, huh? You got this
cute teenage pussy in the house and you don't want me
to get near it."
He had such evil in his eyes. She felt so degraded
by him. He'd fucked her twice, and she'd sucked his
cock before and after. Now he made her leave the bed.
He told her to come into the bathroom with him. He said
he didn't trust her. She had to stand there and watch
him piss. She was completely digested by it. He saw
the look on her face and he laughed at her.
After he finished pissing, he told her to sit on the
toilet. She sat down. He smiled at her and told her
to piss. He pointed the knife at her and warned her.
She was helpless. She did have to go, but to do it this
way, with someone watching her, was so awful. She started
pissing when he moved the knife close to her face. He
laughed at her. He told her not to be so bashful.
"Now flush the toilet and let's get down to the
He made her walk in front of him. They were both still
naked. When they were inside the kitchen, he unlocked
the back door. Then he told her to make some breakfast
He said, "I want bacon and eggs and toast. And
don't burn the fucking toast. I hate it when the toast
"Can I put something on?"
"Fuck that! I want you naked." he said, "I
like looking at you just the way you are."
He squeezed her tits and laughed, as he slapped her
on the ass. "You're nice to look at, you know that
She set about getting him breakfast. Once more hoping
that afterwards he would leave. Maybe he'd forget about
Cindy. She worked at the stove making his bacon and
eggs, while he sat at the kitchen table. He turned the
television on. He talked to her about the soap opera
on the screen.
"I used to watch the soaps in the can all the
time." he said.
She was conscious of his eyes on her body, as she moved
around the kitchen. She prayed Cindy wouldn't come home.
What could she do? She thought of running out the back
door, but she was certain that he would catch her first.
She had to play along with him until she could think
of something. There was still a chance, that after he
had breakfast he'd clear out. He'd already cum twice,
and she doubted he would want to fuck her again. Then
she felt his hand on her ass as she stood at the sink.
He laughed as he tickled her cunt from behind.
"Hold still honey."
But she squirmed when he touched her ass hole. He said
she had a great ass, and that he liked a woman with
a good ass. Then he slapped her ass and told her to
bend over the sink. When she complied, he told her to
spread her ass cheeks with her hands. She hesitated
a moment, then she did that, too. She felt him looking
at her ass hole. She felt so awful having him do that.
He touched her ass hole with his finger.
"You get enough here from your old man?"
"Please don't . . ."
"Answer the question."
"He doesn't . . . I mean, I've never.
Cal laughed. "Cherry ass? Jesus Christ, a cherry
He pressed against her now as he played with her ass.
She felt his cock rubbing up and down her ass crack.
She was desperately afraid now, afraid that he'd fuck
her in the ass, but what he wanted was her cunt again.
He spread her cunt hole with his fingers, then he pushed
his cock inside of her cunt channel and started fucking
her. He held onto her hips, as his cock fucked in and
out of her pussy. He told her to move her ass.
She was amazed that his cock was hard again. Then she
remembered he'd been in prison. She was probably the
first woman he'd had sex with in years. She felt his
big balls slapping against her cunt lips each time he
rammed into her. He talked to her about her cunt. He
said he liked her body. The pace picked up and he was
soon pounding her from behind. He grunted while he fucked
her. She kept her head hanging over the sink and her
legs wide apart, as he fucked harder and harder.
His big hands squeezed her hips, and when he finally
he shot off inside of her cunt, she felt the wetness
moving around inside of her cunt hole. She felt so helpless.
He made her feel like a helpless animal. He kept his
cock fucking in and out of her cunt, even after his
balls were drained. Suddenly the back door opened, and
another man came in, pushing Cindy in front of him.
The new man closed the door quickly. Cindy's eyes were
wide with shock. The new man grinned at Cal.
"Fucking up a storm, huh?" he said, putting
his arm around Cindy, "Look what I found outside."
He wore a blue jumpsuit just like Cal's. Another convict!
Ellen's heart sank, as she realized now that there were
two of them, and they had Cindy.
"Yeah, that's nice," he said.
Ellen was on her back, on the bed, in her bedroom,
doubled over and tied up, her wrists and ankles fastened
to the bedposts with rope. She had her weight resting
almost completely on her shoulders. Her legs were pulled
all the way over her head. She was naked, her cunt and
ass completely exposed by the position.
The second man was alone in the room with her. His
name was Mickey. He stood by the bed and grinned down
at her. He was the one who had tied her up. Now he stood
there, enjoying the view. Cal was downstairs with Cindy.
Ellen was so afraid for the girl. These men were beasts.
She and Cindy would be lucky to get out of this alive.
Mickey taunted Ellen. "Comfortable, sweetie? We
don't want you to be uncomfortable."
He sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked the
undersides of her thighs. His hand moved down to her
ass and he tickled her cunt. His fingers probed between
her cunt lips. He rubbed her cunt and grinned when she
moaned and squirmed.
"How does it feel? What do you like, two fingers
or three fingers? Hell, this is definitely a two-finger
pussy, I couldn't possibly get three in there. Cal said
you had a tight cunt, and he was right."
Ellen started sobbing. "I don't want you to hurt
Mickey just grinned. He kept rubbing her cunt with
his fingers, but just on the outside. He rubbed up and
down between her cunt lips. She was terrified of them,
terrified of what would happen to Cindy. She felt so
helpless as Mickey fondled her. He laughed, as he pulled
at her cunt hair. She felt his fingers pushing between
her cunt lips again. Then his fingers were inside her
He fucked her pussy with his middle finger and forefinger.
She squirmed when he touched her ass hole, with the
other fingers of his hand. Then his fingers came out
of her cunt, and he brought some of her cunt juice down
to her ass hole. He rubbed the juice over the outside
of her ass hole. This time one of his fingers slipped
inside her ass.
Ellen groaned. He pushed his fingers inside her cunt
again. Now he had fingers in her cunt and her ass at
the same time. He started fucking his fingers in and
out. He watched her face. She could see that he was
enjoying her misery. He finger fucked her ass hole and
cunt, while he giggled at her misery.
"Tight little ass hole!" he said.
She closed her eyes and tried not to listen. Then he
sped up his finger fucking. He slipped another finger
inside of her ass hole, and now he had two in there.
Two fingers in her cunt and two fingers in her ass.
No one had ever violated her like this. Even Phil had
never had a finger inside of her ass. She felt like
she had to shit. She was horrified at what he was doing
to her body, horrified at the inevitable invasion of
her most secret of places.
She could feel his thick fingers all the way inside
her cunt and ass. He was much worse than Cal. This one
was a complete animal. Finally his fingers came out.
He wiped them on his jumpsuit and stood up. She watched
him as he stripped, and in a moment he was naked. He
had a muscular body, a hard chest and belly, and a long,
He climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of her raised
ass. He smiled at her, as he stroked her ass cheeks,
and fingered her cunt again. Then he positioned his
cock head at the entrance to her cunt hole and pushed.
His big cock slid inside of her open and well stretched
out cunt. He grunted as he fucked himself into her.
She felt his cock stuff and stretch her cunt channel.
She had never felt so filled up down there in all of
He started fucking her slowly. He screwed his ass around.
His eyes stayed on his cock shaft, as it fucked in and
out of her tight pussy. Each time he pushed forward,
he ground his balls against her ass.
"You've got a great pussy, baby! This is nice,
tight cunt. Are you feeling me in there? Yeah, you're
feeling it, all right. You like Mickey's cock, huh?"
He laughed at her as he pushed forward again. Then
he slowed down again. He pulled back slowly and thrust
into her again. He seemed to get some sort of perverse
enjoyment out of watching his cock fucking in and out
of her cunt. He was in no hurry. Once again he told
her that she had a nice tight pussy. He teased her about
it. He asked her if she and her husband fucked a lot.
He said he that liked women her age, as he liked them
broken in. He said he liked watching her tits flopping
around while he fucked her.
She reminded him of a girlfriend he once had. His girlfriend
used to jerk him off with her tits, and take his jism
on her face. She liked doing that better than anything
else. She said that jism was good for her complexion.
"She had a ripe cunt, just like yours. What I
like is a wet pussy, and yours is really getting wet.
Now Cal, he likes them younger."
Yes, she could feel it. She could feel her cunt juices
dripping down over her ass hole, as he fucked her. Then
he pulled his cock out of her cunt. He rubbed his prick-knob
over her clit, and giggled when she groaned. "Oh
so you like that, huh?"
He fingered her ass hole again. He spread her ass hole
apart with his fingers. Then he moved his cock head
into alignment with the ring of her ass hole and pushed
it up against it. Ellen was terrified. He pushed forward.
She felt the pain, crying out from the agony that she
felt. He kept pushing forward and finally his cock-knob
stretched her ass hole out enough, and popped inside.
A grunt of satisfaction came out of his throat. He
stopped pushing forward, with just his cock head inside
of her ass, he lowered his head, as he looked down at
"Boy that's really nice. I like to see an ass
hole stretched around my prick. You like it, baby? Come
on, you can tell me that you like it."
Ellen moaned and said, "Oh God, you're killing
Mickey laughed and asked, "Doesn't your old man
fuck your ass?"
"No one has ever done that." she moaned,
obviously in pain.
He giggled with glee at the idea that he was the first
man to ever fuck her ass. He pushed forward again and
his big hands grabbed her thighs, as he fucked his cock
completely into her ass. The pain was tremendous and
she wanted to pass out, but she couldn't. He kept pushing
his cock into her ass, until finally it was all inside
of her. She could feel his balls against her ass cheeks.
He held still and teased her again. "Yeah, well
now you're gonna do it, right? Your ass hole is wide
open, baby and I bet you feel like shitting. You better
not though, or you'll get it all over your nice bed
here. Come on, look at me! Don't be bashful. Now that
you know what it's like, how come you waited so long
to get fucked in the ass?"
He told her how tight and hot her ass was, and forced
her to look at him. He slapped her ass and pinched it,
and called her a stupid cunt, as he brutally pinched
her clit. Then he started to fuck her ass slowly. He
grunted as he looked down to see his long, thick cock,
sliding in and out of her tight ass, as the tender lining
gripped his prick tightly, clinging to it. She was doubled
over so much, that she too could see everything that
was happening, as he fucked her virgin ass hole.
She found it hard to believe that this was really happening
to her, after all these years. Phil had always wanted
to put his cock into her ass, and now it was a stranger
who was doing it. She wanted God to strike him dead,
strike them both dead. She watched as his cock slid
in and out of her stretched anus. The pain was unbearable.
She couldn't understand why she wasn't bleeding. His
face looked so cruel and he seemed so delighted by her
Then he laughed and told her to look at his cock. She
looked down at it, and she wanted to die. Oh God, I
can't stand it, she thought. This wasn't anything that
a woman should have to go through. She saw her shit
on his cock. His cock had brown streaks all over it.
The sight of this was too much for her. She closed her
eyes and he slapped her face. He told her he wanted
her to watch while he fucked her ass for the very first
time ever. He forced her to look down at it. She had
to watch his shit-streaked cock fucking in and out of
her gaping ass hole.
He was fucking her faster now. His hands were gripping
her legs at her knees, his lips pulled back over his
teeth, as he hissed and grunted. Her ass hole was wide
open, and she didn't feel any real pain anymore. Now
she only had the mental anguish. The sight of her own
shit on his cock revolted her. All of her life she'd
been a neat and clean woman. She'd even been that way
as a girl.
Nothing in her life had prepared her for this. Then
he suddenly pulled his cock out of her ass. He straightened
up on his knees. He pumped his cock with his fist, and
in a moment his prick was spurting as he began to cum.
His jism came out in great globs, to splatter over her
face and tits. He laughed at her as he did it.
He said, "You know, I like fucking you. We're
going to have a good time together." he shoved
two fingers up her ass, churned them around, and added,
"Like butter baby. You're broken in, and it's going
to get better and better, each new time that you take
it up your sexy butt."
T T T
Meanwhile, Cal had Cindy downstairs in the living
room. He had her on his lap. Her tee shirt and her bra
were off and her girlish tits were bare. She had full
young tits with juicy pink nipples. The girl was still
in a state of shock. She was frightened to death of
him. He tried to soothe her. He palmed one of her tits
and told her he wouldn't hurt her if she behaved herself.
"You just be a good girl, and everything will
He played with her nipples. He seemed fascinated by
her young tits. She looked down at his hand, at his
thick fingers as they squeezed her flesh. She'd had
sex before. She'd been fucked by her boyfriend, but
only during the past month. Less than a dozen times,
in the back seat of his car. She'd never been with a
man Cal's age. She watched the way his hands played
with her tits. She thought about her mother upstairs.
She wondered if the men would kill them. Maybe they
would. A shudder went through her as she thought about
it. She knew these men were the escaped convicts that
they were talking about on the news. She was terribly
She was also confused, because his fondling of her
tit was turning her on. She couldn't understand how
she could be turned on and afraid at the same time.
It didn't make any sense. Now Cal teased her tits again.
He told her he liked them.
"They'll get bigger in a few years, but they're
okay for now. You're a beautiful girl, you know. But
if you want me to be nice to you, you have to be nice
to me. You want to be nice, don't you, honey? Get off
my lap now. Come on, honey, get off."
He made her stand in front of him half naked, just
as she was. Then he told her to peel her shorts off.
She hesitated, but she realized that she didn't dare
disobey him. He saw the hesitation, and he warned her.
She trembled with her fear of him and so she did what
he wanted. She unbuttoned her shorts and slowly pushed
them down over her hips. Her tits jiggled as she moved,
and she blushed as she realized it.
"All the way, honey."
The shorts came off. She was now wearing nothing but
her white panties. He made her bend over a bit and shake
her tits at him. He laughed when she did it. Then he
told her to get her panties off.
"Old Cal wants a good look at your snatch, doll."
He leaned forward and helped her get her panties off
her feet. When she straightened up, she was completely
naked. It was the first time that anyone, man or boy,
had seen her like this since she was in diapers. Cal
said nothing as he looked at her. He gazed hotly at
her tits and pussy. She had blonde hair on her cunt
mound. He told her to turn around, and he looked at
Now she could hear him muttering something to himself.
He reached out and she felt him touch her ass with his
fingers. His hand moved lightly over the curves of her
"Christ honey, you're perfect." he said.
Then he told her to turn around again, and she did
it. Now she could see the bulge of his cock in his jumpsuit.
She remembered what he looked like when she'd seen him
fucking her mother in the kitchen. She remembered his
hairy body and his huge cock and balls.
He rose and slowly unzipped his jumpsuit. He climbed
out of it, peeled it off his legs, and in a moment,
he too was naked. She couldn't avoid staring at his
naked body. There was so much of him. He made her boyfriend
look like a baby. But of course she'd never seen Jerry
completely naked like this. But even if she had, she
knew Jerry would be a skinny kid compared to Cal. Cal's
cock looked as big as a baseball bat. His balls were
so huge, and had so much dark hair around them. Yes,
he did make Jerry look like a baby. Cal grinned at her
and told her to take hold of his cock.
"I call him Oscar honey, so say hello to Oscar."
She was mesmerized by it. His prick was hard, sticking
straight out and weaving from side to side. She reached
out and took hold of it. She could hardly close her
fingers around his thick cock shaft. He told her to
get down on her knees. She knew what he wanted, but
she slowly dropped down to her knees in front of him
anyway. He chuckled and patted her head.
"We're going to get along fine, aren't we?"
The tip of his cock was dripping and he said, "In
your mouth, baby. Oscar likes to be sucked on."
He warned her, when she hesitated. She quivered and
opened her mouth. Cal grunted and pushed forward, stuffing
his cock head between her young lips. It was the biggest
cock she'd ever sucked. He made a sound of pleasure
as he pushed his prick inside her mouth. He told her
to hold her head still, and then a moment later he started
fucking her face slowly.
As he looked down at her he said, "You look beautiful,
especially with a mouth full of my cock!"
After a few more fuck-strokes in her mouth, he pulled
out. He held his cock in his fist and rubbed his cock
head back and forth over her lips.
"Like it?" he asked.
She shivered as she looked up at him. "I . . I
He laughed. "Sure, you like it. Every girl likes
sucking cock. Any real girl, anyway."
He told her to get up and bend over on the sofa. He
patted her on her ass as she did so. When she was bent
over the way he wanted her, he came up behind her and
stroked her ass. Then he leaned over her and started
kissing her back. His mouth worked over her soft skin.
He kissed his way down her back to her ass cheeks, and
she shivered from the feel of his wet lips. He then
bent down behind her and kissed her ass. She quivered
as she felt his mouth and tongue working in her ass
crack. He spread her ass cheeks apart with his hands
and pushed his face inside of her ass crack. She groaned
as he lapped his tongue back and forth over her ass
hole. Then she felt more pressure and she realized that
he had his lips pressed up against her ass hole. She
could feel him sucking her ass, really sucking on it.
She felt his teeth nibbling at her ass hole, and it
made her go wild.
Then she felt his tongue pushing inside of it, and
she thought she'd faint from the pleasure of it. It
was the first time anyone had ever done this to her.
She couldn't help wriggling her hips. She pushed her
ass back against his face. He was like an animal as
he ate her ass. His tongue fucked in and out. Then finally
he pulled his face away and he stood up. He bent over
her back again, his hands fondling her hanging tits.
He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. "Just
let yourself go, honey."
Then she felt his cock head pushing at her cunt hole
and he pushed it inside of her. He grunted as his big
prick stretched her pussy. He teased her because he
realized now that she wasn't a virgin. Holding her slender
hips in his hands, he rammed his cock deep inside of
her cunt. The way she was bent over with her legs spread
wide apart, she could feel everything. She felt his
cock stretching her pussy out wider than it ever had
been stretched before and his balls were slapping up
against her clit with each inwards thrust.
Still holding her hips, he started fucking her. He
fucked hard and fast as he told her, "You know,
you're even a better fuck than your mother. You've got
a really hot little pussy, doll. Real nice."
Cindy closed her eyes. She hated him. She was afraid
he'd kill her. She was afraid for her mother as well.
She told herself she was too young to die, but most
of all, she hated him because she was afraid that she
might learn to like it. His cock felt so huge. Each
time he rammed in, she felt his big fucker pushing at
her insides. She wanted to touch his prick. She slid
her hand down along her belly until her fingers made
contact with his sliding cock. She ran her fingertips
around the cock-stretched mouth of her cunt hole. She
had her pussy juices on her fingers. His cock was drenched
with her cunt juices. She groaned and made a grab at
his swinging balls. She caught his balls and held them
in her small hand. His hairy balls were so massive.
Then he cried out, pounding her cunt as he shot his
load of cum into her unprotected womb. She could feel
him going off inside her cunt channel. She felt his
cock jerking around inside of her pussy. She wondered
how soon it would be before they would kill her.
Cal looked down at Ellen and smiled. She was still
tied up on the bed. Mickey was still down stairs with
Cindy. Cal wore one of Phil's robes, and it made Ellen
miserable to see him in it. She still had Mickey's jism
on her tits and face.
Cal teased her about it. "You're a fucking mess.
Did you like Mickey?"
Ellen sobbed and said, "He's an animal!"
Cal chuckled, "You'd better be a good girl. You've
got to be nice to both of us. If you're good to us,
we won't hurt Cindy."
He then teased Ellen about Cindy and said, "You
know that little Cindy is a cute little dish."
He could see the fear in Ellen's eyes. Ellen was terrified
of what they might do to Cindy.
She told Cal "I'll do any thing you want, as long
as you leave her alone."
Cal was amused and asked, "Anything?"
"I don't want you to hurt her."
He told Ellen he didn't trust her. He sat down on the
edge of the bed and ran his hand over her ass. He teased
her about Mickey fucking her ass hole. Mickey had told
him. He touched her cunt with his fingers. She started
babbling about Cindy again. She begged him. She said
she would do anything to save Cindy from harm.
Cal giggled, but she didn't know a thing about what
had already happened between him and Cindy. Now Mickey
was with the girl and probably already fucking her.
He pulled at Ellen's cunt lips with his fingers.
"You like the girl, huh?"
"She's my daughter."
He watched Ellen's face as he slid two fingers inside
her cunt. He snickered at the way that she winced. He
said he wanted her to like it, when they did things
to her. She groaned and said she would try. Anything
to save Cindy from them.
Finally, he untied her. She whimpered as she unwound
her arms and legs. He told her to roll over, and she
did. Then he told her to kneel on the mattress with
her head down. She did it. He sat beside her and stroked
her body. He bounced her tits around with his hand.
He stroked her ass. He tickled her ass crack and laughed
when she squirmed. He fingered her cunt from behind
and then rubbed his fingers across her ass hole.
He asked her about Mickey and had she liked his cock
in her ass? He played with her cunt and made her tell
him how Mickey had fucked her ass. He seemed annoyed
that Mickey had taken her ass first.
"He's an ass hole freak. I should've fucked you
in the ass when I had you to myself. He's a fucking
crazy freak when it comes to asses."
Then she felt one of his fingers fucking inside her
ass hole. He told her to open her ass up. He added another
finger to the first one. He turned his fingers around
inside her shitter. His hand squeezed one of her tits,
while he finger-fucked her ass hole.
She kept her head down and her eyes closed. There was
nothing she could do about it. She had to do whatever
he wanted. She wondered what Cindy was doing. Would
Cal keep his word about Cindy? She prayed they'd be
decent enough to let the girl alone. She didn't know
if they would, but she had to chance it.
Cal rose now and laughed, as he patted Ellen's ass.
He said he liked her body.
"You're in good shape. Just stay like that. Keep
your head down and your ass up in the air."
He slipped out of the robe he was wearing and lies
climbed onto the bed behind her. She quivered, as she
felt his fingers in her cunt. She felt him moving her
cunt juice from her cunt to her ass hole. She thought
of begging him not to fuck her ass, but she knew it
would be useless. Mickey had fucked her ass, and now
Cal would do the same. He told her she was smart to
"You don't want to get the kid ruined, huh?"
He told Ellen. "I like a woman who knows how to
use her ass hole. "Mickey, he doesn't care what
kind of an ass he fucks. Me, I like them educated."
Then she felt his prick-knob pushing against her ass
hole. She groaned as she felt the pain. Cal giggled
and told her to open up. She pushed out as though she
was taking a shit, to open her ass up for him. His cock
head popped in and he made a sound of approval.
He slowly fucked more of his cock inside her ass. He
teased her about it, telling her what her ass hole looked
like, as his cock stretched it out wide. Finally, he
was all the way in, his entire cock was impaled in her
ass. His balls were pushed up against her cunt. He told
her to reach between her legs and play with his balls.
She reached underneath her and took a hold of his ball
sack. She wanted to make it good for him. She wanted
him to cum quickly, she had to protect Cindy.
He started fucking her ass. He gripped her ass cheeks
with his big hands. After a few fuck strokes, he laughed
and told her he had made her shit on his cock. She played
with his balls, as his prick continued to pound in and
out of her ass hole. The pain was gone now. Her ass
was wide open to his cock and her misery was complete.
Finally he shot off inside of her ass. He cried out
as he came. He pumped his jism into her shitter, as
he continued to pound her ass with his long, thick cock,
and laughed as he slapped her ass. When he was done,
he felt his cock in her cum filled ass and wriggled
it around to tease her. At last he pulled his prick
out. He snickered and teased her about all of the shit
that he now had on his cock.
"I ought to slap you around for not being clean.
Fucking broads don't know how to take care of themselves."
He laughed and told her to turn around to look at his
shitty cock and she did. A wave of revulsion swept over
her, as she gazed at his shit streaked cock. She lay
there helplessly, as he taunted her. His cock looked
like a red sausage covered with brown streaks. Then
he told her to take his cock into her mouth. "You
can clean it up now."
She wanted to die. "Please..."
He laughed and reminded her about Cindy. "You
do whatever I want, or else."
She crawled to him. She had to do it. She opened her
mouth and he chuckled as he pushed his shit-streaked
cock between her lips.
"Go on baby, clean it up."
She started sucking his cock clean. He patted her on
her head and chuckled as she took all of his limp cock
in her mouth. She sucked his prick until it was clean.
She licked all around the cock-knob and his cock shaft,
down to his balls. The taste of her shit was finally
gone. Now all she had was the taste of his cock, and
the smell of him. He was such an animal. The thought
of him touching Cindy was too awful to even consider.
When she wanted to pull away from him, Cal told her
to stay put. He held her head down with both hands.
He pulled his cock back, until he had only his cock
head in her mouth. He said he was doing her a favor
by letting her be his slave.
"I'm going to piss into your mouth, honey. Either
you allow me to do this, and swallow it all, or you'll
get hurt pretty bad. And the girl will get hurt too!"
He told her to keep swallowing until he was finished.
Then he suddenly started. The piss gushed out and Ellen's
mind whirled with shock. She was unable to deal with
it. Never in her wildest nightmares, had she ever imagined
anything this horrible would happen to her. She knelt
there with her lips closed over his cock-tip as he pissed
into her mouth. She was afraid to pull away. She had
to take it. She swallowed as fast as she could, grateful
now to have only his cock head in her mouth. She'd be
unable to swallow if she had any more of his cock in
her mouth. He kept on pissing, it seemed endless. He
chuckled as he watched her drink his piss down.
"Nice baby, that's very nice. You and my dick
are getting to be good friends. That's the way it should
be, right?" He patted her head and said she was
a good little slave.
She hated him. His piss burned her throat, and the
degradation she had suffered made her want to die. Then
finally the steady stream stopped. Now he gave her just
little spurts of piss, as he finished. His fingers were
stroking her cheek while he laughed at her.
He said, "I'll piss in your mouth whenever I feel
like it. I want you to know who is the boss. I want
you to have only one idea in your mind, and that is
to keep me and my buddy happy. Just think about your
little girl baby. Just think about the girl."
T T T
Meanwhile, Mickey had taken Cindy to her room. He was
on her bed. He had her sucking his balls. He stroked
her head as she licked and nibbled at his ball, bag.
He liked her because she was young. He liked them young.
The mother was nice, but the girl was peaches and cream.
Great little ass. Nothing beat the ass of a pretty teenaged
girl. Smooth tight skin, and the ass hole was so perfect.
In prison, he had dreamed about asses like this one.
What a little dream boat she was. He loved watching
her cute little nose pressed against his balls. He stroked
her head again, running his fingers through her fine
blonde hair. Yeah, Cal could have the mother. In prison,
Cal had chewed his ear off about the women he liked.
Cal was a man for tits and pussy. Old Mickey liked a
cute set of buns and a nice tight ass hole. Hot and
tight, squeezing down on his cock at the right moment.
A girl had to know how to squeeze, to be good at ass-fucking.
He teased Cindy. He told her to take his balls in her
mouth. He spread his legs apart and made her lift his
balls, to get them inside her mouth. He made her shift
her body around, so that he could fondle her ass, while
she sucked his balls.
DAMN! Her ass was perfect. What a stroke of luck he
and Cal had had. Two broads after all that time in the
pen. He took a swig out of the bottle of bourbon he'd
brought into the room with him. He stuck his middle
finger into Cindy's cunt hole and churned it around.
She had a tight little pussy. That was the advantage
of the young ones. A cunt like this one sucked on a
cock without even trying.
He was already half drunk and he picked up the knife
from the night stand. He giggled, as he touched the
knife to one of her ass cheeks. She turned her head
to look at the knife. She moaned softly. He could see
her trembling. He teased her with the knife. He drew
the point back and forth over the smooth flesh of her
ass. He told her he wanted her mouth under his balls.
"Do some rimming, baby. Do you know what that
She shook her head and said, "No, I'm not sure."
He laughed and said, "It means you do some licking
around my ass hole. Outside and inside."
A shudder went through her. She blushed as she met
his gaze. Then he threatened her with the knife again,
and she blanched. He pulled his knees back to his chest
to expose his ass hole and said, "Get down there
and suck it, kid."
She moved her face to his crotch again. This time she
licked under his ball bag and licked her way down to
his hairy ass hole. He taunted her as she did so, then
he grunted, as he felt her tongue on his ass hole.
"Yeah, baby, that's it. Tickle the old glory hole.
First you get it good and wet, and then you suck it."
She rolled her tongue around the outside of his ass
hole. He could see her doing it very clearly, her wet
lips and her pink tongue fluttering over his ass hole.
He played with her cunt while she was licking his ass.
Then his finger moved to her ass hole and he licked
it with his fingertip. He told her to get her tongue
inside of his ass now. He opened his ass to her tongue
as it went in and groaned as he felt her do it. There
was nothing like it. It was the one thing that always
set him off.
He looked down at her blonde head. What a cute little
piece she was. A real honey, the way she was sucking
his ass. She had a gorgeous little mouth.
Finally, he pushed her face away from his ass. He told
her to suck his cock. He wagged his prick at her face
and ordered her to get her lips over his cock knob.
She seemed relieved and closed her mouth over his cock
head and started sucking his prick. He watched her mouth
and told her to suck deeper. She gradually took all
of his cock into her mouth, all of it until her nose
pushed against his cock bush. He chuckled as he watched.
He liked seeing a broad with her mouth stuffed full
of cock. Her lips were stretched wide around the base
of his cock shaft. He could feel his prick-knob in her
throat. Then a moment later he laughed as she gagged
and pulled back.
"Fuck me with your mouth, honey," he demanded.
She knew what to do. He watched her lips as her mouth
slid up and down on his cock shaft. Her luscious little
mouth looked delicious around his prick. His prick and
balls were all wet with her saliva. He wondered what
she did with her boyfriends, as Cal had told him she
wasn't cherry before this. He played with her cunt and
ass, as she sucked him.
He continued drinking the bourbon out of the bottle.
He thought about fucking her. His prick was getting
hard as she sucked on it. She was good. She worked on
him with diligence, because she was afraid of him.
Cindy continued wondering about her mother, as she
sucked on Mickey's cock. She wondered what Cal was doing
to her. Mickey's cock was stuffed her into her mouth
and she told herself she'd rather suck his cock, than
suck his ass. In addition, she was afraid that if she
didn't make it good for him, that he would hurt her.
She took a hold of his big balls, his balls were so
huge. His cock was hard now, hard like iron.
He finally pushed her away and told her to kneel on
the bed. After she did so, he pushed her head down and
stroked her ass. He chuckled as he tickled her between
her legs. He fingered her cunt and tickled her ass hole.
Then he bent down and started licking her cunt from
behind. She groaned as she felt his mouth on her pussy.
He chuckled against her cunt flesh. Her cunt and ass
turned him on. He sucked her cunt lips, stuck his tongue
inside her cunt hole and sucked out a wad of her cunt
juice. She had a fresh young taste. This was prime pussy,
hot young cunt, running like a waterfall with tasty
He played with her tits as he sucked her pussy. He
fondled her ass cheeks. Then he moved his mouth up to
the ring of her ass hole. She squirmed when she felt
his tongue on her ass hole, making him laugh. He rimmed
her ass hole. He rolled his tongue around her shit hole,
while his hands squeezed her ass cheeks. Then he pushed
his tongue inside of her ass, all the way until his
mouth was flush up against her ass hole. His tongue
fluttered around inside of her hot shitter making her
moan. He started fucking her ass with his tongue. He
was crazy about her ass.
Then at last he pulled his face away and he straightened
up on his knees. He looked down at her pink wet ass
hole. Snickering at the sight of it, he brought his
prick-knob up to the tiny hole. He rubbed his cock head
back and forth over her little pink ass hole. As he
pushed in, she groaned. He kept pushing and watched
his cock-knob squeezed into her tiny ass hole. He stopped
when just his cock head was inside of her ass.
"Just hold still." he said.
"Please don't, it hurts so much." she moaned
He laughed, "Your ass belongs to me, baby. I fucked
your mother's ass just a while ago, but I like yours
Then he pushed forward again sliding more of his cock
into her ass. When she tried to move forward herself,
he slapped her ass real hard.
"You move again, and I'll stick the knife up your
cunt." he threatened.
He continued fucking his cock up her ass. Finally he
had it all inside of her. His balls were pressed up
against her cunt lips. He wriggled it around a bit.
He held her ass-cheeks with his hands as he slowly pulled
back. He watched his cock pull slowly out of her stretched
ass hole. He pulled out until just his prick-knob was
inside of her and then he pushed forward again. He fucked
his cock all the way into her butt, then he pulled back
once again. Eventually he began to fuck her ass with
a steady pistoning movement of his cock.
She moaned constantly, as he continued fucking her
ass. He hissed from the pleasure of it, it was good.
He couldn't hold back because it felt so good. He finally
made a croaking sound in his throat and let go as he
blasted a load of cum into her ass, his jism spurting
out of his piss hole and blasting inside of her ass
guts. He called her a honey as he wriggled against her
Late that evening, a young woman named Rita arrived
at the house. Ellen and Cindy were in the living room,
both wearing robes and frightened, as they sat beside
each other on the sofa. The two men were now dressed
in Phil's clothes.
Rita obviously knew both men very well. Ellen listened
to them talk and she deduced that the men worked for
someone named Vic, and that Rita was Vic's girlfriend.
She had been sent to bring Cal and Mickey to Vic. Cal
had evidently spoken to Vic on the telephone and told
him about Ellen and Cindy.
Now Ellen learned that she and Cindy were to go with
the two men and Rita that very night. The orders had
come directly from Vic and Rita seemed uninterested
in their plight.
Once again, Ellen tried offering them money, but they
just laughed at her. Rita kept looking at Cindy in a
really strange sort of way, and Ellen was soon more
worried than ever. She trembled whenever she thought
about what she had been forced to do with the men, but
Cindy seemed subdued. They hadn't had any time alone
together and Ellen wanted to question Cindy about what
the men had forced her to do, but she hadn't had a chance.
Finally, Rita said that it was time to go. The two
men quickly tied up Ellen and Cindy. They used two of
Phil's ties to knot the gags around their mouths. After
that, Ellen and Cindy were carried out of the house,
and into the van that Rita had brought. They were put
into the back of the van, with the two men. Rita went
around to the front, climbed in and drove the van away.
They drove for a very long time. Ellen and Cindy huddled
together on the floor of the van. Ellen's fear was now
intense and she couldn't believe what was happening
to them. This whole thing was like a crazy nightmare.
Her wrists hurt from the ropes and the gag hurt her
mouth. The two men were sitting there drinking beer
while they talked. They seemed uninterested in Ellen
and Cindy for the moment. They talked about how great
it was going be to be free again. "No more cops
on my ass." Mickey said. "I hate them fucking
Finally, the van stopped, and they found themselves
in a garage of some strange house. Cal and Mickey pulled
Ellen and Cindy outside. Their ankles were untied, so
that they could walk under their own power. They were
then pushed through the open door and into what looked
like a large house. They were then led down a hallway
and into a room. The two men left Ellen and Cindy alone
but locked the door behind them as they walked out.
Ellen and Cindy sat beside each other on a sofa.
Ellen wanted to ask Cindy about what had had happened
between her and the men, but the gag prevented her from
talking. Then she heard people talking just outside
of the room. She listened carefully and realized that
they were talking about her and Cindy.
The door opened and a man came in. He was a thin man
with a suntan and gray hair. He was well dressed. He
looked like someone in command. He smiled down at Ellen
and Cindy and said "My name is Vic Benson."
Then he just looked at them. His face was expressionless.
After a while, he sort of chuckled softly to himself.
He almost seemed amused by them.
He said, "I thought that you'd be a bother, but
that maybe I was wrong!"
He walked casually over to a phone and picked it up.
He spoke so softly as he talked on the phone that Ellen
couldn't make a word out. Then Vic put the phone down
and returned to where they were again. He started talking
about Cal and Mickey saying, "I understand that
my men have been rough with you." He laughed and
added, "Two gorillas, just out of prison and they
see two pretty girls that they just can't resist. Well,
not exactly two girls. One girl and her mother, right?
That's real cute, isn't it? Anyway, you ladies don't
seem any worse for it. Ellen and Cindy, isn't it? Welcome
to my house." he said, chuckling afterwards, as
if the idea of welcoming them to his house was quite
Then someone knocked on the door. Rita came in with
a large man and smiled at Vic. "Getting interested,
The large man had a bald head and piggish-looking eyes.
Vie spoke to him, calling him Otto. After a while, Vic
told Otto to untie the two women. Otto worked on Cindy
first. He got the ropes and the gag untied. Then he
bent over Ellen and untied her also. Ellen shuddered
as he touched her. Vic told them to stand up.
Ellen immediately started talking. She begged him to
let her and Cindy go. "I promise that we won't
say anything to anyone."
Vic smiled and told her, "Shut up. I'll let you
know when you can talk." He looked at Otto and
added, "Get their robes off."
Otto showed his yellow teeth, as he grinned widely.
"Sure thing Mr. Benson."
He took a hold of Cindy's robe and pulled it away from
her. His eyes filled with lust as her young, naked body
was revealed. Ellen was horrified. They had her daughter
standing there naked, and there wasn't a thing that
she could do about it. Then Otto stripped off Ellen's
robe, and she was just as naked as Cindy. Mother and
daughter stood there, huddled together in fear of what
was happening to them.
Vic ordered them, "Stand over there, in the center
of the room, and stand straight, so that we can get
a good look at you."
The initial shock had passed, but Ellen still tried
to maintain some dignity. She held Cindy's hand, but
otherwise she was complying with his orders, standing
straight, with her chin raised in defiance.
"I hope you go to prison for life for this."
Ellen spat out.
Vic laughed and then sent Otto away. After the door
closed, Vic walked around them, looking them over, like
the connoisseur of female flesh that he was. Rita sat
in a chair, sipping her drink. When Ellen tried to take
Cindy into her arms, Vic warned them to remain separated.
Finally, Vic started talking to Rita about them. "What
do you think? What the hell are we going to do with
them? The circuit?"
Rita shrugged. "They're pretty enough."
"I bet we can get ten grand for the two of them."
"Maybe more, if they go as a team."
They agreed that there was a bigger market for the
mother and daughter as a combo. They seemed totally
unconcerned that Ellen and Cindy had heard every word
they said. Ellen was now more frightened than ever.
Vic Benson seemed awful. At first she had thought that
he was more human than Cal and Mickey, but now she realized
that he was really worse. Vic was the boss. If anything
terrible happened to them, it would be Vic's fault.
Ellen wondered when the police would even start looking
for them. Phil might call the house, but then again,
he might not. It might be days before anyone even realized
that they'd been kidnaped. She felt so awful standing
there naked in front of them, and in front of Cindy.
She and Cindy had hardly ever seen each other totally
naked. Ellen told herself that the poor girl would never
recover from this nightmare.
Rita kept looking at Cindy in such a strange way, and
finally told Vic, "I want some time alone with
the girl. You don't mind, do you, Vic?"
Vic chuckled and replied, "You can't wait, huh?
Okay, go ahead on. You can have her, while I try out
Vic took Ellen's arm and led her out of the room. They
left Cindy alone with Rita. Ellen thought about resisting,
but she decided it would be useless. Instead, she just
pleaded with Vic to leave Cindy alone. "She's just
Vic was amused and replied, "She's not such a
baby anymore. Anyway, if you behave yourself, I'll do
what I can."
He forced her to walk down the long hall to a large
room. When they were inside the room, he told her to
stand still. He picked up a phone and spoke into it
as he kept his eyes on her. Then he put the phone down
and started questioning her about Cal and Mickey. "Tell
me everything." he said.
Ellen looked at him, and quivered at the way his eyes
raked over her naked body. "I don't understand."
"Everything." he said with a soft laugh,
"You know, I want you to tell me what they did
to you at your house."
She clammed up, she couldn't possibly talk about those
horrible things with a man, or anyone for that matter,
it was just too horrible.
Vic was amused with her silence and said, "You're
too old to be so bashful. You know, you have a nice
body, for a woman who has a teenaged daughter."
He came over to her. She trembled as he hefted her
tits in his hands.
"I bet you know how to wrap these around a cock
and make a guy feel good."
He laughed at the way that she quivered as he touched
her. He stroked her ass with one hand, while he played
with her nipples. "You've got a nice ass. I like
a woman with a solid ass. Now bend over with your hands
on your knees." he ordered her.
When she hesitated, he threatened her. She pleaded
with him, as she went down to her knees. He calmly told
her to shut up. There was no anger in his voice, merely
a tone of complete authority.
He said, "You'd be better off by not talking.
By the way, are you healthy. I don't like women who
Finally, he allowed her to straighten up. He smiled
at her, as he pulled on one of her nipples and said,
"We'll see what you can do."
Then suddenly the door opened and Otto came in. His
eyes were mocking as he gazed at Ellen. Vic spoke to
him, said something about a swing. Otto grinned and
walked over to the wall. He started pushing some buttons
in a panel. Ellen heard something moving above her head
and looked up to see something coming down from the
ceiling, an apparatus of some sort. Frightened, she
stepped out of the way. The contraption came all the
way down and hung there, in the center of the room.
Then Otto grabbed Ellen and pushed her into the device.
In a moment, she had restraints all over her body, leaving
her arms and legs fixed in place. Otto returned to the
panel of buttons and soon the device started moving.
Ellen found herself suspended off of the floor, her
limbs forced into such a position that her knees were
pulled up to her chin and left her hanging there with
her cunt and ass exposed.
Otto returned to her and made some further adjustments
to the restraints. Then he went back to the buttons
again, to get things just perfect. All this time Vic
had been watching Ellen without showing any emotion.
He had his hands in his pockets. He seemed to be looking
at Ellen, as she were a new possession, rather than
a human being. When he was finished, he sent Otto away.
The big man left the room, closing door behind him as
Vic said nothing as he gazed at Ellen. He studied her
exposed cunt and ass. Then he came over to her and touched
her thighs. She swung slowly around on the suspension.
She moaned softly, she was frightened out of her wits.
She felt so helpless. Vic touched her cunt, then his
fingers probed between her cunt lips. He smiled at her
as he spread her cunt lips and peered into her cunt
Ellen groaned "Please let me go."
Vic snickered. "You just got here. By the way,
do you need to piss? Maybe you'd like to see your little
girl in this thing."
"Do you need to piss?"
"Yes you bastard, I do!" She thought he would
free her from the device so that she could go to the
bathroom. Instead, he told her, "Don't worry about
the rug. Go ahead and do it."
He stroked her cunt and ass, as he coaxed her body
to piss. She was going crazy with fear and embarrassment,
but she started pissing, unable to prevent it. His hand
was right there, and her piss gushed out over his fingers.
He seemed pleased and he rubbed his hand over her cunt
as she continued pissing.
"That's good. That was very nice." he commented.