on her asshole. The stretched ring seemed to draw all energy from her body. Rhoda was panting, her mind quickly bleaching out. She knew she was being fucked hard and fast, fucked by one of the strongest, thickest, longest dicks in the world. And she didn't care what happened in her ass. The thrills racing through her body made her think only of cumming, of climaxing, while Brad kept on fucking her that way.
'Ughhh!'
The rigid bar of cockmeat seemed to slow a bit. Then with a sweaty slap of his flat belly on her asscheeks Rhoda felt him go at her again. For a while Rhoda was sure he was going to hurt her, really hurt her with the way he was fucking her. Surely his pounding, his fat dick stretching her like that would tear something, send her to the hospital.
But nothing of the sort happened. Instead she was wiggling her ass like a crazy woman, wanting it all to happen at once. The pain in her tits, the juicy sliding of her cuntlips, the tearing thrusts in her ass, all combined to drive her crazy.
Brad grunted behind her. His cock pulled out, sucking her guts down. Only the head of his dick stayed in her asshole. Rhoda felt the flaring lobes of his cockhead pull at her asshole lips. She was hunching her ass back and forth now in fast, fluttering strokes.
'Yes, oh yes! Yes, yessss!'
Rhoda hunched her ass back and forth in fast, fluttering strokes. With a heavy grunt Brad rammed his cock deep into her ass. Rhoda felt her lining stretching to the tearing point. Had it torn already? No, she didn't think so. But now, his dick hit her like a freight train. She screamed, feeling a cataclysm of fire explode in her ass. He was cumming, shooting his wad up her shitter!
'Nooooooooo!'
The thick, spurting masses of the big man's spunk burned the lining of her asshole like burning gasoline. Rhoda felt her cunt snapping shut. Her ass grabbed at his cock. She convulsed, her body swaying dangerously back and forth. Once more she thought she was going to slip down to the floor, her right leg bending as much as it could, the rope still holding her ankle fast to the ladder rung.
Her tits mashed under his hands. Her face went slack, reflecting the conflicting emotions doting in her brain. All the woman could feel was the cum spewing prick up her ass and the earth-shattering power of her on cum. Rhoda was cumming, feeling her cunt exploding. The lightning-like jolts of sexual heat in her cunt amplified the sensations in her ass.
'No, oh noooo!'
That moment came, driving her wild, making the woman think the world had crashed into her cunt. She wailed and screamed, especially when Brad reached down and stuck his right fore finger into her pussy. She felt her cuntal muscles snap shut on that wild invader, felt them tugging hard at his finger, nearly pulling it out of joint. She was wildly happy now. Her pussy was convulsing, snapping shut, opening, then closing hard again on that wriggling finger. And all the while jizz was dribbling out of her asshole, oozing down her buttocks.
Slowly the two of them came down from their mutual climax. Brad pulled back, slipping the wide flare of his dickhead out. Rhoda ground her teeth, feeling her cunt and asshole flutter. She felt so empty when he withdrew his softening dick!
'Wasn't all that bad, now, was it?' Brad muttered, smoothing his fingers over her body.
'Please, let me down. Please…'
'Should leave you like this all night. I probably could get it up again in about a half hour or so and fuck you silly.'
The thought of being tied up like this for a while, of having him fuck her again in this obscene position sent a flutter of excitement through her cunt. No, she had her daughter to think of. She had surrendered enough to her lusts. Now there was Cindy to think of. Yes, she'd go out and search for her!
'Please!'
Brad sighed and reached out, untying the rope binding her right leg to the upper portion of the ladder. Rhoda sighed, bending her knee, feeling the blood rush back into her flesh with a hot, tingly feeling. Soon she was untied, resting against the table. Brad was still rubbing his crotch against her ass.
'You and I are one of a kind, Rhoda. I knew that from the beginning. You dig this kind of thing, and I like giving it. We're gonna have some good times together later on, whether you realize it or not.'
No, no, I won't! she said to herself, clenching her fingers into fists. Cindy. She had to think of Cindy, not of her ass, not of her cunt, not of the feeling that she had just told the biggest lie ever to herself!
CHAPTER TEN
The hours dragged on. Cindy had caught sight of one or two other girls being led past her door. She had found several chinks in the wood and she had watched them shuffle by their heads bent low, their eyes glazed with defeat. How long had they been there? The young blonde tried to remember any stories about missing girls in the area.
'Awwwhwhhh!'
And then there were those terrible sounds, sounds of the girls crying out for help as those awful men did things to them.
It was maybe three hours after the last episode that Jack came back.
'We got something for you, something you're gonna enjoy. But first come on,' he said, taking her by the hand.
Cindy had been back in her tiny room, huddled in a corner, trying to hide herself. It was impossible, of course. She knew they would be coming for her, telling her to do some other perverted act.
Jack dragged Cindy down that horrible long hall again. They passed the front room. There she could see Joe and Don naked, their bodies humping against something. The loud strangled, gagging sounds told her some unfortunate girl was there, her body being violated in some awful way.
'Here.'
He was leading her down wooden steps. It was a fruit cellar or something. Standing where she had been told to, Cindy watched blankly as Jack pulled out several long pieces of rope, then told her to put out her arms. The young man carefully bound each wrist with a two-foot piece of rope, cinching the knot tightly around her flesh, then repeating the action with two more pieces around her ankles.
Bending her back, then telling her to sit on her ass, Jack attached the ropes around her wrists to long spikes driven into the wooden shelves lining either side of the narrow cellar. Next came her legs. Soon Cindy was suspended spread-eagled two feet above the dirty, concrete floor.
Jack nodded, biting his lower lip with excitement. Yes, this was how he wanted her – bound and helpless, jiggling like a piece of meat hanging from a butcher's hook.
Cindy watched helplessly as the big stud undressed, then fished around in one of the shelves, pulling out a Coleman lantern. Working the levers at the base, Jack managed to get a good bluish flame going.
'You like heat?'
Cindy shook her head violently from side to side, her eyes riveted on the flickering flame.
'That's all right,' he murmured, toying with childlike fascination with the lantern. 'What I'm gonna do is somethin' I dig. Man, the others up there don't understand. They don't have to. I pay 'em just to help, not to think. But this, man, this is a trip.'
He was patting the lantern while staring at her. Cindy cringed. He had something planned. He was only playing with her now – then when the horror of what he was planning to do became apparent, she shivered. The girl saw his dick rising as he saw her terror growing in her eyes.
'No, oh no, don't… please.'
Her tits rose and fell rapidly while her nipples became hard. Why was she reacting this way? She should be begging him not to hurt her, to take that terrible thing away from her. But instead, she was just watching the flame with fascination, watching Jack's dick grow thick and hard, rising slowly up. She wanted to scream at herself, scream at the awful degrading position she was throwing herself into.
Instead, Cindy just lay there, waiting for him to make his move.
