Janet cried out, digging her fingernails harder into her palms. She wanted to move, to jerk her thighs from side to side to increase the sensation of being fucked, of really being skewered by his long hard prick!
Bill's cock was halfway in now. He began moving his hips in a rotary motion, stirring his cock around inside her pussy like a giant spoon.
Janet thought she was coming unglued. She rolled her head from side to side, her nostrils flaring, her eyes wide and glazed while strands of blonde hair clung to her cheeks. She was making odd gurgling sounds, sounding as if she were drowning, while her ass pranced madly for more dick. Cock, dick! She wanted, needed more stimulation, more meat in her hole!
But still Janet couldn't bring herself to ask for it. That was too much, far too much for them to ask of her. She couldn't let them know completely what kind of slut she had been turned into.
'Yeah, baby, you're beautiful, really beautiful. You're the hottest thing between my legs I've ever had, I think,' Bill whispered, kissing her throat, her mouth, her eyes.
Janet shuddered, feeling his fingers travel over her body. He pinched her sore nipples, then used the flat of his palm to massage her clit. He told her and the others he could feel the heat coming from where Jack's belt had slammed against her cunt again and again.
Janet looked at the young man, then turned her head and stared at Jack. Hate filled her mind. She hated and loathed these men beyond belief. And yet their kisses, theirs touches aroused her, made her so hot she could hardly stand it? Body and mind seemed to have been divided. Or perhaps more accurately her mind was punishing her body for enjoying this degrading episode. Yes, that was it! She deserved every bit of pain because her body loved everything that was happening to her. She wanted to have this cruel animal fuck her and dump his load of jizz into her pussy. The thought of having him fuck her to punish her made. Janet's groan with renewed delight and lust.
'Oh no, baby, I ain't gonna cum that fast,' Bill said, noticing the way she was moving her thighs from side to side, jerking her hands up, trying to grab hold of him. He knew she was close to climax, close to cutting loose. He had waited too long to let this opportunity slip by quickly.
'Fuck, fuck!'
There, she had said it, admitted her feelings to these men! The ceiling hadn't crashed down on her! Hell hadn't risen up to swallow her up. Fucking! That's what she was doing, what she loved to do, wanted to do!
'No, don't!'
And then he was pulling out his prick, slipping his long cock out. Janet wriggled ha body in protest, clutching her pussy muscle together, trying to grab at the retreating dick. 'Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna drag this thing out, baby, really drag it out,' Bill whispered, crawling on top of her. Janet stared up at him, stared at his hairy, hanging balls that nearly touched her chest. He was squatting over her, playing with his cock, looking as if he were about to take a shit on her belly. Janet's cunt was overheated. She could feel her cuntwalls buckling with sexual heat, clutching together, while the big stud played with his cock over her tits.
'Nice.'
Bill slid up a little farther, his knees touching her armpits. In a moment his buttocks were pressing against her tits as his cock dangled over her face.
'Have a good look at it, baby. Remember, remember when I tried shoving it down your fuckin' mouth the last time? Remember?'
Janet remembered, remembered it well. She could remember dreaming about it at home, thinking about it at school while the teacher droned on about one thing or other in class. Cock, dick. They had ruined her for life, destroyed her with that one horrible episode, turning her into a sex machine, a slut who could only think of cockmeat and nothing else!
'No, no, no!'
'Sure you do. Come on, take a swallow.'
She felt him slip his hands behind her head, felt his knees cushioning her ears as he pressed fingers against her jaw and forced her mouth open.
Janet gagged, tasting that bleachy, familiar flavor of his cum. She knew what it felt like to be fucked in the mouth. She had denied it only to make him force his cock into her. She enjoyed that, enjoyed being forced, being raped in the cunt, in the mouth.
'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' Bill moaned, his head thrown back, his eyes closed in ecstasy. His hips were working now, sliding back and forth, sawing his dick in and out of her dick hungry mouth.
'Mmmmmmmm!'
Frothy drool oozed from the corners of her stretched lips, dribbling down her chin and wetting the tabletop. Each time Bill shoved his cock in, her cheeks puffed out, her breath coming in short, frantic pants. At times Janet thought she was going to pass put from lack of air. She jerked her head from side to side, sucking in oxygen through her flared nostrils with a wheezing sound.
'Man, I think I wanna crawl into that mouth when I get a chance to fuck 'er,' Greig said, watching in fascination as Bill kept fucking Janet.
Janet kept protesting, knowing that the men wanted to hear her cries, her screams. Looking up again, she saw that wolf-like stare in Bill's eyes, the same stare she'd seen in Jack's. They sought out women like her, needed women like her. She was one of their kind, a woman who enjoyed being tamed, mastered, but who still revolted only to be mastered again. Janet had no idea why she was like this, why she was so different from other girls. But there it was and she had to live with it.
'Ohhh, yeah, take that dick. Gimme good, fuckin' good head!' Bill cried, feeding her mouth more and more of his cock.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Janet felt Bill ease his knees off her cramped arms. He was smoothing his thumbs over her cheeks. The weight, the heft, the bulk of that heavy cock chugging in and out of her mouth was sending shock waves through her. She was actually turning on to what was happening to her. The girl then realized that sucking a cock, working her tongue over and over that fucking prick, was doing this to her! Incredible!
'Come on, baby, don't give up on me now,' Bill said.
Janet sucked more and more furiously. She increased the pressure of her lips around the massive dick filling her mouth. At the same time she wiggled her tongue frantically around the ridged underside, flicking it back and forth, feeling the young man on top of her go crazy. How strange it was that only a few days the thought of putting a dick in her mouth was repulsive. How the thought of it had made her gag, nearly retch! And here she was sucking on a prick as if her life depended on it!
'Swing on that rod, baby. Come on, man, swing on it! Ohhhh yeahhh, good head, bitch, good fuckin' head,' Bill groaned, his head flopping from side to side.
'Man, she's gonna make him pop right now,' Greig said, watching the girl's head jerk frantically up and down.
'No, man, no!'
Bill was reaching behind him, his fingers groping for her clit.
Janet was thrashing against the ropes, her mouth sucking hard, her tongue going crazy against his pumping cock. For a moment the girl wanted to bite down on his dick. Yes, that would show him, show all of them that they couldn't torture her, couldn't harm her. But that thought passed. The next second she was back sucking for her clear life, feeling more and more of his bleachy cum oozing from his piss-slit, coating her tongue, her mouth, her throat, the taste of it making her swallow more and more.
And then he was pinching her clit, taking it between his thumb and forefinger and pinching it hard. The girl let out a wild scream, her mouth opening wide, air rushing against his prick. That was all Bill needed. Still teasing her clit, the big stud came, sending rushes of cum down her throat.
'Aaggghghhhh!' Janet swallowed, hard. She knew she would drown in jizz if she didn't. More and more gouts of cum spattered against the insides of her cheeks, wadded up, then slipped down her throat.
The young stud on top of her was going crazy, his knees hitting her chin, the sides of her head. Janet
