broke down and cried hysterically.
'Why did you do this to me?' she screamed. 'Oh shit!' he replied gruffly. 'It wasn't all that bad. Now you hustle your sweet ass into the bathroom and get cleaned up before Congressman Barth gets here. You've got to look sharp to meet the Congressman. He's a very important man.'
'B-but, I still don't understand why he wants to see me,' she replied plaintively. 'What is this all about, anyway?'
'You'll find out soon enough,' Jerry replied, slapping her on the ass as she scurried into the bathroom to get washed up.
CHAPTER FOUR
Doris was still washing out her mouth, trying to get rid of the taste of jism, when Jerry knocked on the bathroom door.
'Hey, Doris,' he shouted. 'Get your ass in here. The Congressman wants to have a word with you! Right now!' Jerry's voice conveyed a sense of dire urgency, and Doris definitely didn't want to keep a Congressman waiting. So she hurried up and dressed and stepped through the door, into the room where Jerry had face-fucked her only moments before.
A husky, dark man with a fine suntan sat, crosslegged, in the shadows. He was well-dressed, wearing an expensive pin-striped suit. At his side was a large leather satchel. He smoked a big cigar and tapped one foot on the floor impatiently. Doris couldn't see him very clearly, for the shadows in the corner blotted out his features.
'Step forward, Doris,' the Congressman said coolly. 'Let's have a look at you.'
Doris shuddered at the sound of the man's yoke. She swore that she had heard that voice before, but she was not certain where or when. Timidly, she stepped forward with mincing steps.
Casually, the Congressman lifted a hand and removed his sunglasses. 'Come closer and take a good look at me, Doris. I'm sure you'll remember me. It was a most extraordinary meeting, as you will doubtless recall.'
Doris moved a step closer and looked the Congressman over carefully. He had dark, coarse, wiry hair, parted on one side of his head. His eyebrows were thick and bushy. She noticed that one of his bottom teeth was slightly chipped at the top. She was startled to see that he had a brown circular birthmark at his hairline, about the size of a dime.
'Oh, no!' she gasped, her heart racing a mile a minute. 'It… it can't be!' He was the man who had attacked her in Central Park! She was certain that he meant her harm. This was no chance meeting, she realized. The Central Park marauder who had forced her to suck his cock had called her there for a specific purpose. Her mind raced as she now comprehended all of the vague references that Jerry had made about her having been face- fucked before, about how the only virgin hole in her body was her asshole. It dawned on her all at once. The brutal man named Jerry was employed by the Central Park rapist – Congressman Barth.
'So, you recognize me.' Congressman Barth sat calmly, displaying not a hint of shame or remorse.
'No! No!' she hastened to reply. She felt that it was best to lie. Perhaps if she pretended not to recognize the man, he would let her go. There was no telling what he might do if he was certain that she could identity him.
'You're lying, you bitch!' he hissed, standing up quickly and grabbing her by her arms. She trembled and tried to pull away, but he held her tightly. 'You know me and you know me well. Who am I? Answer me!'
'You-you're the man in the park,' she blurted. 'You're the evil man who attacked me and made me suck his cock! I hate you! You're a perverted bastard!'
She hardly managed to get the words out of her mouth before he smacked her, knocking her to the floor. 'You bitch! You reported me to the police. Because of you, my career is in jeopardy. I was arrested tonight. They caught me running from the park. I fit the description that you gave to the police. They didn't book me because I am a rich and powerful man in this State. They knew damn well that I'd have their asses in a sling if they crossed me. But, if you identify me and testify against me, my life is ruined. I cannot allow that.' His eyes gleamed with anger and disgust. 'No, I simply cannot have a fucking teen-ager destroying me.'
'I won't identify you! Honest I won't testify against you either. Mr. Barth! Please, believe me!'
'Tie the bitch up, Jerry,' Congressman Barth commanded. 'I'm going to place the fear of God in her.'
'Noooo!' Doris yelped. 'Please, trust me! I won't do anything to harm you! I beg of you! Let me go!'
Jerry slapped her face and dragged the weeping girl to the corner of the room. He tied her wrists tightly with rope and spread-eagled her, face up. The ropes were attached to the legs of the couch. Her wrists ached. She stared up at Congressman Barth, wondering what he was planning to do next.
The Congressman sneered at her and opened the satchel at his feet, producing a small, thin, leather whip. He flexed the whip, testing its resiliency and flexibility. A wicked and depraved glint was in the man's eyes, and he appeared to be lost in another world, 'Nice tits!' he shouted. He raised the small whip high in the air and brought it slashing through the air, striking her left tit. Then, he whipped her other tit in the same manner.
'Owwwwwww! Good God! What in the hell do you think you're doing?' she demanded angrily. 'What sort of man are you, anyway?'
She couldn't believe what was happening to her. The Congressman seemed to enjoy whipping her taut, upthrust tits. He leered at her lecherously and whipped her tits again and again, his eyes flashing his demented lust. She shrieked and wailed! Tears streamed down her face!
'Yeah, you've got a nice ripe young body!' Congressman Barth exclaimed as the whip whistled through the air again and struck her raw tits. Then, he turned his attention to her pussy-mound. 'Pretty cunt, too!'
The next thing she felt was the tip of the leather whip flicking across her cunt-lips, tickling her pussy. Her clit stuck up, erect and blood-engorged in response to the whip. She couldn't understand her instinctive response to the rude abuse that Congressman Barth was so delightedly meting out. Her clothes were soon ripped to shreds. Jerry stepped in to pull all of her garments off, leaving her totally exposed – naked and at the Congressman's mercy.
'Let's see how the uppity little bitch likes this!' the Congressman said, sneering wickedly. He bent down and spread her thighs far apart. Then, laughing sadistically, he pressed the tip of the leather whip between her pussy- lips. 'Yeah, let's see how the little slut likes being fucked by a whip!'
The tortured teen-ager whimpered and wept as she felt the leather whip penetrating her tight, young cunt. It was grotesque to be treated this way! She felt as though she were a mere plaything for the wicked Congressman and his henchman, Jerry.
She writhed about, pulling her hips back in a desperate attempt to escape the whip that the Congressman seemed intent on embedding in her pussy. She had never known that people could behave in such kinky, cruel and demented ways. Doris realized that she had a lot to learn about people.
Her skin shivered with goosebumps as she felt the whip flicking crudely across her glistening pussy-lips. Her cunt was getting all lathered up – and she couldn't understand why!
'Give it to her good, Congressman. Shove that whip up her pussy. Let her know that you mean business, bass!' Jerry said, moving closer to get a good look at the tortured girl's young pussy.
'But, you can't do that!' she protested loudly, her shrill voice filling the room. 'You'll hurt me! Please, you'll tear me to shreds!'
'We'll see about that, bitch!' Congressman Barth hissed. He gripped the handle of the whip tightly and rudely shoved it into her cunt. 'You fucking cunt! Let's see how you like having your pussy reamed out by a leather whip!' He inched the whip into her cunt, smiling wickedly.
Jerry looked on with great interest, grinning lewdly. His hand slipped between his legs as he watched the Congressman shove the whip slowly into Doris' cunt. 'Hey, boss, look at her pussy. It's getting wet! Ha! Ha! The bitch is starting to get hot. Fuck! She's getting all juiced up from that whip.'
'Yeah, I think we've got a hot one. I'm glad I decided to bring her here. I didn't get enough of the little bitch in the park today. But, now she's all mine, to use and abuse in any way I like. Yeah, she's a hot number all right, and I'm gonna break her pussy in real good.'
'Ha! Ha! You screams are music to my ears, little darling, I love torturing sweet young girls like you!' The
