somethin' to work on.'
The befuddled young girl felt hands touch her shoulders, then her arms, and suddenly there seemed to be strong male hands all over her, pushing her, prodding her to her feet.
The jeering voices came through the darkness again, over the raucous roar of the stereo speakers. 'C'mon girl, here's your chance for some meat! Let's see what you can do!'
CHAPTER NINE
At that moment Chris despised her friend, hated her for getting her into this loathsome situation. As always, it was Sandy who talked her into it. She leapt to her feet, backing away from the man cautiously, intent only on making it to the closed door a dozen feet away.
One of the men jumped and blocked the door. He grinned down at her. 'Oh, no you don't, bitch… you ain't running out on us now. You're paid for this… you're a whore… a whore!' he spat. The words stung more than her ears, sluicing through the fogged stoniness of her brain. A whore. It's true, she'd been hired to be a prostitute. All that jive about speaking French and Spanish… all of it was a set up.
She tried to struggle away, but his hand lashed out at her shoulder; she snapped away just as his finger snared the thin fabric of her blouse, ripping it down the middle as if it were paper. The garment fell away in tow tattered halves, exposing the white firmness of her breasts softly resting in the sheer cups of her bra. 'No, please… let me go!'
Both of the men's powerful arms suddenly snaked around her, and with one quick, deft move, he unhooked the three tiny hooks of her bra and yanked it away, throwing it halfway across the room in his frantic excitement. His eyes widened as he stared at the frightened blonde's large, ripe breasts, two bulging, pink-tipped mounds just waiting for his lips. But this terrified young girl wasn't for him now, she belonged to Neil. Almost reluctantly, he shoved her toward the other man.
'Come here!' he growled, and this time Chris knew there was no choice but to obey. Neil was watching eagerly, and he, too, had moved between her and the door, still stark naked, his arms folded across his huge chest. Chris took one half-step toward the door, trying to avoid him, and abruptly found herself in the frenzied, sex-hungry Mexican's clutches. His fleshy lips locked hungrily on hers as his rough tongue darted between her teeth, hotly exploring the moist recesses of her mouth. Chris tried to pull away, to break away from his grip, but he held her tightly with his big hands clamped like vises on her forearms, pinching the muscles so painfully she could feel the circulation slowing in her hands and wrists. His warmly wet lips left her mouth and traced a line along the curve of her upturned chin, passionately, but gently, nibbling at the soft flesh of her neck before moving down along the smooth expanse of her chest. The horrified girl's blood ran cold as Neil's voraciously sucking lips neared the fleshy swell of her agitated breasts; another instant, and they were hotly clamped around the pinkish- brown halos of her nipples. Now his glistening tongue whirled around the hardening tips of her quivering breasts, and his sharp teeth nipped playfully at the swelling little nipples. Chris knew Sandy was watching, she knew her best friend was somewhere there in the darkness, watching as she was dragged into the lowest, vilest depths of humiliation and depravity. She was once again, the second time in less than 24 hours, being treated like a whore. But how unlike last night! Francois had been such a gentleman. Now she was nothing but a plaything for these vicious men, theirs to fondle, to caress. Theirs to empty their seething loads of sperm into, just a lust-receptacle for these… savages!
Chris was only slightly aware of being maneuvered toward the empty mattress. Now that she was standing, the effects of the drug seemed doubled, the room was spinning around a central axis, whirling in a dizzying kaleidoscope heightened by the flickering lights of the candles. Her calves backed against the edge of the mattress, and with a gentle push from Neil, she fell flat on her back across the mattress, her skirt bunching up around her slender young waist, her eyes had been closed; now she opened them wide in fear as she lost her balance and tumbled across the mattress. Neil seemed to tower over her like a giant – his chest a solid, dark wall of muscle now that he had taken off his shirt.
'Please don't… please,' she whimpered futilely. She, herself, knew that her pleas and tears would be unheeded; nothing would stop this muscle-bound Mexican now!
He leaned forward and nibbled the soft, tender flesh of her inner thigh, teasing the skin playfully with sharp, nipping little bites all along the smooth nakedness of her upper leg. He started just above her dimpled knee and worked his way up, up, up… stopping just short of the flimsy panties at the intersection of her firm, fearfully trembling thighs. Chris tried to fight it – she wouldn't give this vicious animal the satisfaction of seeing her respond to his lustful advances.
In spite of her good intentions, the girl had downed too much of that potent cocaine to remain totally in control of her body; she began to moan as his hot lips nibbled steadily in one spot, just inches away from the almost unguarded furrow of her young cunt. His hands slid easily over her tautly smooth belly and fastened on the jutting mounds of her softly ripe breasts. Squeezing with his open palms and pinching the tender flesh in ridges between his brown fingers which contrasted so sharply with her white skin and blonde hair.
Her mind was reeling! She'd been prepared for the worst… for agonizing pain, for abject humiliation and sordid degradation… the way it had been with Mark… but not this! His warm, sensuous seduction was something she had not anticipated! If only he weren't so gentle, so skilled in his passionate probings of her naked body.
Of their own volition, Chris long legs slowly parted, opening up the moistly pink slit of her pussy, easily visible to the man's view beneath the gauze-like material of her panties. It looked like a long-sought treasure to him, sparkling, gleaming ruby concealed up there between her wide spread thighs. 'Do it, Neil,' one of the men in the background yelled. 'She's just asking for you to eat her pussy.' His remark was greeted with laughter, but the big brown man gave no indication of hearing it. His hotly voracious mouth moved closer to the forbidden orifice, his nose brushing the fragrant curls teasing out from under the legbands of her panties. By now, everyone, including Chris, knew his goal; the moistly throbbing cunt between her snow white thighs.
She jerked harshly as she felt another pair of hands touch her face and shoulders. Her eyes popped open… it was Sandy!
'Here, Chris, take another deep drag. It'll loosen you up.' She held a brightly glowing joint between her fingers, and before the young blonde could answer, touched the cigarette to her lips. Chris inhaled, filling her lungs quickly with a slow powerful puff, then held it until her chest seemed about to explode. Sandy then disappeared again in the darkness around the mattress, but that didn't matter. Chris could feel the potent drug rush straight to her brain; the flashing colors from outside suddenly intensified, burning brightly now like tinted floodlights shining into the smokey room, her hands had been by her side, but now they were moving of their own accord to the flat plane of her belly, just above the gentle mound of her pelvis with its thinly covered blonde pubic mound.
Abruptly, she pulled the crotchband of her panties aside and began rubbing herself tenderly, caressingly, her fevered young body responding now fully to the man's carnal probings up between her long slender legs.
With surprising gentleness, Neil removed her hands and then brushed apart the softly curling pubic hair guarding her exposed pussy, using his thumbs to gently spread the heatedly moistened layers of pink flesh. He leaned forward at the same moment and without warning, clamped his hungry lips on the pearl-like bud of her clitoris. Chris' whole body suddenly arched off the bed, shattered with a searing blast of animal desire that shot out her loins as his lips made their first hot contact with her naked pussy. Again, he began the tormenting nibbling of her clitoris, while, at the same time, his hands were hungrily ripping the soft flimsy crotchband of her panties all the way open.
'Oooohhh… please… ppplleease…' But her cry was more one of anguished helplessness than of pain or terror and, then as the panties were ripped in half, behind held together only by the elastic band around her waist, her hips began a wanton response of their own, grinding upward against his brown face as he chewed ravenously on her fevered cunt-lips. Chris was strapped in a swirling, soaring surging of drug-heightened rapture and wanton delight.
Neil's quivering red tongue snaked into the hotly moist tunnel between her widespread legs, worming in between the soft warm walls, then licking along the wet furrow of her pussy until his tongue brushed electrically again over her throbbing clitoris. One brown hand was far up between the shadowy cleft of her whitely trembling buttocks, his fingers caressing the tight puckered ring of her anus, the other hand was climbing back up to the
