'I'll die! Oh God, I'm going to die!' she finally cried out as she felt that dick-tip pressing deep in her cunt. Still it sank, stretching her fuck hole to incredible dimensions. Linda couldn't believe that her box would stand up to much more.
She just knew that it would break apart any second, spilling blood and cunt juice into her body. She'd bleed to death like a stuck pig on this rock with a horse's cock stuffed into her. Her last memories on earth would be of a grunting horse towering above her with his stiff, hot thick dick sinking into her bleeding pussy. In her wildest, most depressing dreams, Linda had never thought that she'd come to such a degrading end as this.
'Okay, I think she's had enough,' Chris said, stopping the wilting animal from going any further. Linda babbled out some incoherent phrase of thanks. She broke into a series of loud wails as she felt the stallion pulling his thick dong slowly out of her fuck tunnel. It felt as if all her organs were being ripped out with it.
'Ahhh! Ohhhhh Goddud!' the woman shrieked, clawing the hard, cold rock with her fingers as she tossed her head from side to side. Then the horse was hunching down again, sliding his thick dong back into her pussy. In and out. In and out. Faster and faster, until Linda found herself relaxing and actually accommodating the animal's prick. She couldn't fully enjoy that fucking. She was just too tight and terrified. But at the same time, the blonde found that her clit responded surprisingly well to that animal's cock constantly rubbing against it.
'Hold him, bays. When he shoots, he'll almost be uncontrollable,' Chris warned as he glanced quickly up and saw the stallion's big brown eyes rolling wildly in his head.
'Oh God!' Linda cried, feeling the big dick inside her trembling and expanding. She knew he was going to shoot any second. She could feel something scalding and wet dripping out of the animal's black, shiny, cunt- embedded dick-head and burning into her stretched pussy walls. It was a warning of imminent orgasm.
Then it happened. With a loud grunting and whinnying, the powerful stallion started spurting his thick jizz into the shrieking blonde's pussy. Linda felt a long, hard squirt of something hot shoot into her hole. It felt as if someone had turned on a fire hose and shoved the nozzle into her snatch. Her eyes opened wide, her jaw slackened, her lips moved as if she wanted to scream. But no sound came out. The horror of the situation suddenly overwhelmed her as the second squirt sent another load of animal spunk dumping into her cunt.
'Uhhhhh!' Linda finally grunted deep in her throat, shaking violently as another and another and another spurt of that stallion's cum splashed and splattered in her stretched pussy. Her twat filled up quickly with the cum. Soon the excess was spilling out, covering her bouncing ass-cheeks and thighs with thick layers of hot, sticky white jizz.
'Ohhh Goddd!' Linda finally screamed, her eyes glazing over and rolling back into her head as she fell limply and unconsciously back to the top of the rock.
'Hey, she's out,' one of the truckers said, looking at the blonde.
'Doesn't matter,' Chris grunted. 'He's through. Get her and the girl back to the cell. We got to get ready.'
Chris smiled to himself. It was almost over. Soon, there'd be a wad of cash in his pocket from the delivery and no witnesses to the plan or to what happened in the diner.
CHAPTER NINE
'Oh Mama, I hurt,' Judy wailed, holding her thigh and rubbing the sore, burned flesh with her trembling fingers.
'Don't do that, honey,' Linda said, ignoring the pain in her snatch and crawling over to her daughter. She examined the dark letter M burned into the young girl's flesh.
'I can't take any more, Mama. I can't!' the young girl said, sobbing as she looked pleadingly into her mother's eyes.
'It'll be over soon,' Linda said, afraid that her words would be too true. She couldn't imagine why Chris allowed this to happen if he really needed their cooperation. He must have figured out something else, some other plan where they weren't important.
Linda sighed and held her daughter closely. She had a feeling that everything would come to a head soon. Whatever Chris was planning would take place in a few days, or perhaps a few hours. He mentioned a big shipment of dope to go out pretty soon. That was what they were being saved for. After that, the thoughts that buzzed through Linda's confused mind were too horrible to contemplate. She just prayed that if they were to be killed, Chris would make it short and painless.
The blonde's thoughts were interrupted by a loud hissing sound coming from the window. Linda cringed, thinking at first that a rattler had somehow managed to crawl into their cell. Turning her head, she saw that someone was standing outside by the window and motioning her to come forward.
'Who is it?' she whispered, letting go of Judy and making sure no one was in the corridor outside her cell.
'Doesn't matter,' the man whispered back as Linda approached the window. Looking closely at him, the blonde recognized the man as Jack, the reluctant trucker.
'What do you want,' Linda said a little bitterly.
'Listen. I haven't got time to argue with you. I know you don't have to trust me. But I've had enough of this game. I've got a wife and kids and I don't want them dragged into this mess,' he said, looking nervously over his shoulders.
'Don't tell me your problems,' Linda said, about to walk back to her daughter. She wasn't about to sit as some kind of father confessor for a conscience-ridden trucker.
'Hey! I'm trying to help you,' Jack said in a low voice.
'Help? How? They've got this place so well locked up and guarded that you couldn't smuggle a gnat out of here,' Linda said hopelessly.
'I've got to pull the rig out of here in a couple of hours, deliver the horses, then come back here for the trip down south with the stuff,' Jack confessed. 'You could get in there. All you have to do is get out of here,' he said with a slight smile on his face.
'Why take that chance? When we get through helping them.'
'When you get through helping them, you'll be just a pile of cinders, along with your daughter,' Jack said.
'What?' Linda almost cried out in a loud voice.
'Shhh! They're gonna drug you and the girl, then crash the car just north of the checkpoint by San Clemente. They figure that the Feds will be so busy with everybody else trying to pull you two out that the trucks'll sail through without any problems. And they'll take care of the two of you at the same time,' Jack said, watching Linda's reaction closely.
'Oh God,' she whispered hoarsely after several moments. 'So they get their money and tie up loose ends at the same time.'
'Right. Now do you see why you've got to get out of here now?' Jack asked.
'All right. But how?' Linda asked, feeling terrified and fearful for her life.
'Most of the men are drunk out of their minds right now,' Jack said quickly. 'They've just got one guy guarding your cell now, and he's flaky. If you could get him in, we could knock him out and get the hell out of here,' Jack suggested.
'Why don't you do it and save us the problem?'
Linda asked, wondering how she could fool the trucker guarding her.
'Nobody around here trusts me anymore. Chris and Bill spread the word that I might want out of the operation. I'm a threat to them. God only knows why they haven't done me in yet. But anyway, that guy wouldn't let me within ten feet of this place. You get him in the cell, you know, occupied, and we can get out.'
Linda shuddered, raising her arms and squeezing them tightly across her tits. She knew what she might have to do. But if Jack was right, there wasn't any choice.
'All right. You stand outside there and wait,' Linda said, sighing deeply. 'You'll know when it's time to come in.'
Jack winked in agreement, then pulled back from the window as Linda walked to the cell door.
