awkward position he had roped her into.
Brad was flogging her with his belt now, beating the backs of her knees, her full thighs. Finally, he was smacking the leather against her asscheeks again and again. His breath was whistling, and she heard him grumbling something in between the slamming sounds of his belt against her flesh.
'Ohhhhh!' Wendy shrieked.
'Fuckin'… ughhhh… yeah, buy it, slut, buy it!' he shouted.
'Oh don't… stop it, stop it!'
Wendy could barely scream out the words. The pain was growing worse and worse as the belt slapped angrily against her body. Soon his belt was everywhere, hitting her face, her tits, her legs, her thighs. The silken ropes bit more cruelly into her wrists and ankles as the desperate woman tried struggling away from the surging pain.
Brad's beating seemed to change now. The belting continued, the long piece of black leather slicing again and again into her white flesh. But Brad began touching her cunt with his other hand, smoothing his knuckles against her angry, red pussylips. Then he became more brutal, actually gripping her cunt flesh.
Wendy screamed, jerking her head from side to side. Her long, blonde hair danced over her tits and throat. She could feel his fingernails tearing into her soft flesh. The folds of her pussy were inflamed by what was happening.
'Ughhh!'
'Bitch!' Brad yelled as he beat and lashed her, grabbing more of her cunt.
The woman's voice shrilled higher, her body wriggling up on the bed while her toenails scraped against the wall behind. She wanted to die, to disappear somewhere here in the bedroom.
But the ropes were holding all too well, the silken bonds cutting her flesh while his belt found all the sensitive spots on her body. His clawing hand was drawing new sensations from her overheated pussy.
Wendy gasped and moaned, tensing her thigh muscles, relaxing them, then tensing them once more. Slowly, she felt the beating stop. Wendy sagged in her bonds, her head turned to one side, her mouth opened and letting out groans of thanks.
She heard his belt drop to the floor. Now Wendy could concentrate on what was happening between her splayed thighs. She felt his fingers still tearing at her cunt flesh. She could feel her juices running molten hot in her cunt.
Peering around her knees, she could see his huge cock, his long, blue-veined prickmeat bloated with excitement. He was going to fuck her after having beaten her half senseless with his belt, Wendy thought. She was dizzy with fright, pain and excitement!
'Don't worry about it, baby, you're gonna be okay with this mother. I'm gonna make you feel real good,' he said, reaching down and grabbing a handful of her cunthairs and yanking them out.
'Yagggghhhh!' Wendy shrieked, her body jerking as if touched by a live electric wire.
CHAPTER SIX
Wendy's joints and arms ached from the awkward position Brad had tied her in. She tried adjusting her legs, tried rolling her ass back to ease the tension in her limbs. But nothing she did could make her more comfortable.
'Please… untie me,' she begged, peering up at the big stud.
'Why?'
Wendy paused, swallowing down her fear.
'It hurts… hurts being like this,' she moaned.
The muscular brute only laughed at her. He ran his fingers over her asscheeks and smacked his lips, then drew back and rubbed more pre-cum over his bulbous prickhead. The bed sagged as Brad inched his way toward the moaning woman.
'Gonna fuck you good, bitch. Gonna fuck you 'til you can't walk for a week.'
The words terrified Wendy. She wriggled on the bed once more, her breathing becoming shallow and raspy again. Her chest tightened and her mouth became as dry as cotton.
He was going to do it, she thought, fill her up with his prickrod and fuck her. This was what she half wanted when she arrived. Her mind had been filled with all those vague thoughts, those hidden desires bubbling just beneath the surface. But she'd had no idea he would take her so forcefully.
'Ohhhhh…' she moaned.
In spite of her mounting fear that he was going to hurt her again, Wendy couldn't stop the tingling fire growing between her legs. Just thinking about his wad of cockmeat dangling from his crotch set her clit on fire.
She rolled her ass, feeling his cockhead now against her asscheeks. When was he going to stick his cock into her cunt?
'Unnghhh…' she whined.
Wendy shut her eyes tightly. Biting down on her lower lip, she held her breath. Even the silken belts digging into her flesh couldn't take away the excitement racing through her body now. Her flesh burned, her cunt throbbed and pulsed with animal excitement!
'Fucking,' Brad groaned, leaning forward and rubbing his cock against her cuntlips.
Wendy could feel his cock pressing against the top of her cunt mound, could feel his hairy thighs pressing against the backs of her raised legs. He was leaning forward for leverage, holding her while getting ready to sink his prickrod into her pussy hole. She felt his fingers curling, tightening around her shoulders as he wedged his way between her bound legs.
'No, oh noooooo!' she wailed.
He was panting into her face, sweat dripping from his forehead and chin onto her throat. The knob of his prickrod was pressing right over her cunt.
The woman let out a wild cry, rolling her body around once more, the headboard clattering against the wall from, the force of her movements.
'Oh God, God, what are… uhhhhh are you doing to me?'
He was still toying with her, drawing his prick back a little, working his hands once more over her cuntlips. He stuck a finger into her, probing around until she was grunting with the teasing sensation of almost being filled.
It was that almost feeling, that half-full sensation which drove her wild. Wendy grunted and thrashed, wanting to kick her legs out in wild abandon. But the silken bathrobe belts kept her in place.
'Uhhhuuu! Huhhhh! Huhhhhh!'
'Goin' wild, huh, baby? You were fightin' me, and now you can't get enough!'
Brad smirked down at her, teasing her again with his prickhead, then drew back when she started hunching toward him.
'No… ohhh nooooo!' Wendy moaned.
She desperately wanted to feel his cock inside her, rubbing against the folds and hollows of her cunt. What he'd done to her had fired her up to such a degree she needed his cock to put out the flames.
'Fuck it out, baby, fuck it out!'
Her pussy was hot, ready for the first fucking in five years. Her cunt welled up with hot juice. She was burning in her pussy, and her tits ached for another touch.
As if he could read her mind, Brad reached around with one hand and pinched her big nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger until the woman began growling.
She was bobbing her ass up and down as much as she could, drool oozing from the corners of her mouth. She couldn't control her feelings any more. They were running riot, going crazy inside her while Brad kept toying with her body.
'Nnnghhhh…' she murmured.
Brad was crouched now, an animal about to fuck her. They were, it seemed, two rutting animals, beasts
