Trembling, flinching, she shuffled back into place, and waited fearfully for the next stroke.
It whistled down, even harder, and tears squeezed out of her eyes as she moaned with pain.
And again.
And again.
'Looks like you been sunbathing in front of a venetian blind,' he sneered. 'All red an' sore, huh – that's the way, huh? I'm in a nice mood, so I'll leave the skin on you – if you do what I say without anymore stalIn', huh?'
'Y-y-yes,' she sobbed.
'Okay – then get outta that chair an' come here.' She scrambled hastily to the floor, clutching at her flaming buttock cheeks to try to ease the pain.
'Get down an' get my cock hard with yer mouth,' was his next command, and she fumbled quickly for his fly and coaxed the half-hard flesh tube out into the open, and encircled it with lips that trembled with her pain.
She labored for several minutes to bring It to complete hardness. She sensed that he was fighting her, doing his best to keep It from reaching that state, and by the time she had managed to get it functionally rigid, her mouth and jaw ached with the effort, and her knees felt bruised.
And the fiery pain In her ass, though It had subsided a little as regards intensity, was a burning ache that seemed to have sunk through the plump flesh pillows to the bone.
'Okay,' he said grudgingly. 'Now, we're gonna try Willy's favorite stunt of you sittin' on my lap.'
He threw himself back into the chair and put his legs together, his cock jutting up weapon like, menacing. It was not as big as Willy's, by any means, but it seemed somehow to partake of its owner's malice towards her.
'Now you come here,' he ordered. She went to him, trembling.
'Turn around,' he said, 'let's see how yer butt's doin'.'
She turned, and flinched as he ran his hand over the four flaming welts.
'Not bad,' he said. 'Think you could use a couple more?'
'Oh, no!' she cried. 'Please – no!'
'Then c'mere… now, kneel across me – one knee each side of me – put yer hands on the chair arms – that's it. Hold it that way.'
She crouched, suspended, her face only a few inches from his, her eyes meeting his ice gray stare and not daring to look away, even when she felt his hand groping between her legs and feeling the lips of her vulva.
'It's pretty dry,' he said with a savage grin.
He took his steel-hard cock in his hand and she felt the head brushing against the tender inner lips of her cunt. He worked it against the entrance until the tip was lodged firmly within the tight little nether mouth.
'Okay,' he said. 'It's all aimed for you. You feel it there, waiting?'
'Y-yes.'
'Then all you gotta do is sit down on it – good an fast, okay?'
She gulped.
'Go on. Do it.'
She gritted her teeth and started to sink down – but she had to stop, for she felt as though she were being torn open.
'Go on!'
She tried again, and the broad cockhead slipped past her lips and lodged immovable, a bolt of white-hot agony.
'Go on!'
'I – can't.'
'Go on or I'll take all the skin off of yer fat ass!' She squeezed her eyes shut, clenched her teeth until they hurt, sucked in a deep breath – And she couldn't do it.
Jake said:
'Take yer hands off of the chair arms.'
She did, and was left supported only by her cramped kneeling position and by the rigid cock lodged in the entryway of her pussy. If he would just give her a moment to get used to it, she thought, perhaps she could – He grabbed her around the waist and rammed her downward, and she screamed in agony as the rigid pole of flesh sliced through her hymen and slammed through her virginal tissues, and came to a crashing halt against her cervix.
'Okay, schoolteacher,' he said, 'now you can climb off of it an' get back down there an' finish suckin' me off.'
Chapter 13
'How're you doing, chickier Doris asked.
Sally shook her head, dazedly.
'Okay, I guess,' she said weakly.
Her memory of the previous evening was somewhat hazy. She dimly remembered Doris threatening to dismember anyone who tried to lay a hand on Sally after she had struggled, aching and bleeding, from her impalement on Jake's cock. And she recalled Doris putting her into a tub of hot water, where she had lain until the raw ache had subsided somewhat, and then Doris had gently anointed her battered pussy and welted ass with some herb-smelling salve she claimed never to be without, and had tucked her into bed.
And, Sally thought, had stayed on guard the rest of the night.
Doris pulled the covers off her gently.
'Let me take a look,' she said.
Sally parted her legs and Doris peered clinically at the area revealed.
'Looks fine,' she said cheerfully. 'Comfrey and a few other secret ingredients – fix anything short of a bullet in the brain! Now tell me if this hurts.'
She moistened a finger at her lips, and ran it gently over the lips of Sally's vulva.
'Okay?'
Sally nodded.
'Okay – let's see what it's like inside.'
Sally tensed slightly as the slim finger worked its way through the tight lips – then relaxed.
'It's okay,' she said gratefully.
'Well,' Doris said, 'the chopper is going to be here today – listen, chickie: they aren't going to force anything on you now. Even Jake isn't crazy enough to kill you just for the sake of it; and I showed them enough of my karate to convince them they'd better not any more rape.'
'You really did?'
'Uh-huh.' Doris grinned reminiscently. 'I should have called their bluff before – only I didn't know if I could. Oh, that's another reason Jake isn't going to try anything – he's suffering from a slight case of broken arm and badly kicked balls… It made quite an impression on those other two tearaways. I hope there's a competent doctor where they're going – Jake's going to need it!'
'Doris – '
'A pleasure, I assure you. Only there's this: I may be wrong, but I think what you should do now is have sex.'
'Have – '
'Like horse-riding. You get right back on after a bad experience.' She grimaced. 'Well, I never managed it myself, but then I don't turn on to men anyway. But I think you ought to. – well, jump right back on – and enjoy it. That Willy seems to know what he's doing, wouldn't you say?'
Sally thought – and recalled her unexpected eagerness for the experience of being fucked before Jake's viciousness had ended all enjoyment – She recalled the curious pleasantness of being stuffed full when they had used her rear canal – And somewhere in the back of her mind was a tiny spark of a recollection of a fleeting kind
