She was terrified by the coldness of the man, the emotionless way he commanded her. Nothing seemed to upset him but he was more than willing to dish out cruel punishment to her if she failed to instantly obey him. She cringed as the man lightly touched her ass. The teenager had been expecting anything.
And all she received was a loving caress.
"You fear me? No, cunt, you are repulsed by me! That's it, isn't it! You hate me! You reject my prick! You think your cunt is too good for my cock! I'll show you!"
Vicki groaned as the man dropped to the floor behind her and grabbed her around the waist. He literally lifted her knees off the floor as he pulled her ass into his crotch. She could feel the man's hardon even through his pants.
And then she got it balls deep up her cunt.
The sudden invasion up her twat made her want to pass out. She had been brutally used by the two truckers, but it was nothing compared to this. She knew this man was capable of doing anything at all to her. If her death might pleasure him more than fucking her, she would die.
It became her job – her duty – to please him each and every time he wanted to fuck. If she didn't, she hated to think of the consequences. Whatever they would be, they wouldn't be nice.
His cock filled her to overflowing. Her cunt had been tight and tensed up with fright. When he rammed into her, she hadn't even begun to juice up yet. That sudden surge all the way up into her dry pussy, made her groan. The friction burned at her loins. The throbbing cock was pulling in all directions.
He threatened to tear her apart with that long, dry prick.
And then he began fucking, slowly at first, then with greater speed. The teenage girl could hardly bear up under the pain in her cunt. He was dry humping her. His prick tore and pulled at her tender, ungreased cunt. And then he was surging back in again, as fast as his prick could move in her cunt.
The fucking didn't last like this for long. She felt her cunt begin to sluggishly water at the feel of his prick. The way his balls slapped up underneath her body made her even more aware of how turned on she could be. The man's balls actually fucked against her cunt. The tiny organ began to throb with wonderment, then it was hurting her badly.
By the time her cunt was lubricated for the fucking, her cunt was swollen to pea-size. The man's balls continued to pound against it until his balls hardened to the point where they weren't swinging free any more.
The girl was slowly responding to her new master. Anything to keep him happy, she told herself. She had to fuck him. She had to or he could do terrible things to her.
She knew that the dog collar circling her neck was only a hint of the eye lurking in this man's mind. He was fucking her like a dog to keep her degraded, defiled, lacking in any self-esteem.
The way he'd come in her face while they were in his car proved that to her. He could have come in her mouth. Part of his jism actually went down her throat. But he had been the one pulling out to spew forth his pearly come into her eyes and hair.
He wanted to humiliate her. Nothing else would do for him.
"God, you're a dumb bitch," he snarled. "You fuck just like a dog bitch in heat. Take this and this and this!"
His prick dug even deeper into her cunt. The tender pussy walls were quivering now with lust. He had fucked her cunt almost raw before her own natural fuck sauces poured out. Now he was after more in the way of putting her down.
The way the man fucked her drove the girl forward a little bit. His every stroke was powerful, delving deep into her guts. She was hardly able to withstand the power of his fucking. Slowly, inch by inch, he was moving her across the rug. She tried to prevent it because the girl could feel the chain tightening around her neck.
She knew this was what the man was after. Fucking her like a dog in heat wasn't good enough. He wanted to get her all tangled up in the chain so that she would strangle herself. The teenager tried to avoid it but the man was too skilled.
His cock drove strongly into her softly yielding cunt until he moved her in the direction he desired. Vicki felt the chain attached to her dog collar pulling at her. Then it was tight. And finally, his cock still fucking hard into her pussy, it was cutting off her air.
She was gasping for breath. Each time she sucked in air it was a supreme effort. Her lungs burned with an inner fire which wouldn't go out. The entire room was spinning wildly around her now, slowly going black. She knew she was dying.
But what a way to die!
Her cunt was filled to overflowing with long, hard fucking cock. She couldn't remember when her pussy had burned more brightly from a man fucking her. The warmth had puddled in her belly and slowly spread throughout her entire body. Even the damnable collar around her neck wasn't all that noticeable when she concentrated on the cock filling her pussy up so nobly.
But he wasn't satisfied with this. He wanted to do more to the girl than just fuck her. He maneuvered her into the position at the end of her chain where she was strangling slowly.
And she could hear his evil laugh. He wasn't moaning with pleasure at the hot, tight pussy clutching so fervently around his cock. He didn't take much delight in the fact that he was fucking one of the most beautiful teenaged girls around.
All he cared about was the way she was being strangled to death by the chain while he was fucking her.
She passed out.
And then, as she sputtered and gasped for air, she realized he was still pounding his prick into her. He hadn't stopped simply because she had fainted from lack of air.
The man was insatiable in his lusts. He wouldn't stop fucking her until he got his rocks off.
"W-why are you doing this to me?" she asked. "I… I'd have fucked you for nothing! I'd have done anything you wanted just to get me away from those truckers! But why this!"
"Stupid cunt!" he snarled. "Didn't I tell you to address me only as master?"
She almost passed out again from the way his cock surged up into her pussy. The girl was all too aware of the way the mar was poling into her. His prick didn't corkscrew or swirl in with any fancy movement. He was simply an run-out fucker. Nothing but fuck, fuck, fuck!
"Master, my cunt! It's on fire! Your cock's oh so big in meeeee!"
"Of course it is, slut!"
She bit down on her lower lip. It wouldn't do to try to reason with him. He was caught up in lust. Nothing less than fucking her would satisfy him now. And he had to be doing it in his own way.
With all the lush settings in the house, all the expensive things, he had outfitted a bedroom that looked more like a dungeon the girl. A posh dungeon, to be sure, but still a torture chamber which wasn't going to be much of a home for her in the future.
He was going to torture her, fuck her, then torture her more. She could tell from the way he had started out. The dog collar with the spikes around her neck was bad, but being chained up like some sort of an animal before he fucked her like a bitch was the last straw.
She hated him with all the intensity of her young soul.
And it did her no good.
He continued fucking her until she felt the long, hard prick snap inside her. He gushed out his jism until her cunt was totally filled. Then his cock began to deflate and the thick man seed dribbled down the inside of her softly skinned thigh.
The man was gone in a flash.
She collapsed forward as far as the chain would allow and looked back over her shoulder. He was standing there, a grim man who would brook no disobedience.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"On your feet or on your knees," he commanded.
Vicki slowly, painfully, stood. It seemed better to her if she could almost look him square in the eyes. She was tall for a girl – almost five seven – but he towered above her. He was gaunt and almost looked like a skeleton. A six foot skeleton.