"Come on you fucking morons, just bring it inside," commanded Jacko.
"She's got no clothes on, the fucking bitch is naked, how can we take her in there?"
"Just bring the fucking bitch and if anybody wants to argue I think I can persuade them it's OK."
One of the men, tall with black hair and a silver chain hanging from the shoulder of his jacket, grabbed her breasts from behind and snatched her away from the others. He held her off the ground and began carrying her towards the cafe. As his hands gripped her breasts tightly, his fingernails dug into her soft skin and she thrashed her legs about to get free, but he was much too strong for her to even loosen his painful grasp.
"Fucking firm tits!" he kept saying as he squeezed them roughly and marched across the car park holding her up like a prize.
"OK, put the bitch down now, but keep hold of her, we don't want to lose her do we?"
The man carrying Maria let her down abruptly to the floor, her knees sagged as she felt her own weight again and she hung her head, but straight away Jacko grabbed her chin and turned her face towards his.
"This will make sure you don't get away from us."
He dangled a shiny chain in front of her and she pulled back, her eyes wide and filled with fear.
"Oh please, I can't stand any more. Please."
Jacko ignored her.
"Pretty? Pretty? Pretty little chain for a pretty little neck?" he taunted as he swung the chain from side to side and it glistened in the lights that came from the inside of the cafe. Then he turned around to the others, suddenly seeming to hear what she had said.
"Can't stand any more? What's that bitch? A pretty little bitch like you? Can't stand no more?"
He reached forward with the chain, pulled one end through a ring that was fixed to the other and, in one quick movement, dropped it as a noose over her head and around her neck. She gasped as she felt its coldness encircle her throat, then she cried out as he tugged it tight and it cut into her skin. He snatched it tighter and pulled her face close to his own. She spluttered and choked and tried to reach up to ease the strain at her throat but he would not release her. Then he snatched it hard again as if to tell her to drop her hands. She saw the menace in his eyes, dropped her hands and stood limply, hardly able to breathe.
"Right, let's get something to drink."
Jacko pulled at the chain and dragged Maria behind him like a dog, the others followed, still laughing and pushing each other rowdily. The smoke filled cafe was filled with men at small tables covered in plates of food and mugs of tea. A blonde haired young woman wearing an apron stood behind the serving counter. Everyone turned and stared as the group entered, there was a moment's silence, then the men at the tables started pointing and laughing as they saw Maria being trailed behind Jacko on the chain.
"Got yourself a fine dog there."
"I think it's a bitch."
"Lovely little tits!"
Jacko walked straight between the tables and dropped his elbows on the counter, holding the chain up to his chin and tugging at it lazily. Maria stood closely behind him in an attempt to keep the chain slack, then she bent her face against the leather shoulder-pad of his jacket and shivered nervously. Jacko ordered some drinks and waited.
He ignored the stares and taunts of the men at the tables and casually twirled the end of the now slack chain between his fingers. Maria sniffed at the leather of his jacket and felt aroused by its animal smell, she bent her head closer, touched it with the tip of her nose and, as she inhaled deeply, she felt a surge of anticipation flow through her naked body.
Like an animal, she breathed in the scent again and opened her mouth so that she could taste it on her tongue, then she drew closer and licked her tongue out slightly until it just glanced the surface of the shiny black leather. She felt her limbs tightening and the blood running fast through her excited veins as she laid her tongue flatly onto the leather and licked it with long slurping strokes. She felt her spit dribbling over her lower lip and licked it up keenly as she made longer, wetter strokes with her eager tongue.
The girl behind the counter brought the drinks and laid them down in front of Jacko. She stared quizzically at Maria licking the jacket but looked quickly away as Jacko caught her stare.
Maria stood back for a moment but then realised that Jacko was somehow protecting her, shielding her from the stare of the girl, and she bent forward again and carried on licking the jacket. She knew that she was going to be subjected to more torture and enslavement, but this time she was starting to feel the excitement before it even started.
She was waiting for Jacko to start things, she wanted to urge him to get on with it; she could hardly wait, she felt the animal inside her already demanding satisfaction. She licked harder at the jacket and worked her dripping tongue up onto the collar and then onto Jacko's tattooed neck. She tasted his skin, it was oily and sweet, and she lapped at it enthusiastically. He did not shy away and she felt him sensing her need to be both violated and fulfilled, she began to feel like his lover and wanted to whisper all her needs into his ear.
Then the room broke into a clamour of noise and activity. One of the motorcycle gang, a fat man with a wide leather belt, was arguing with one of the men at a table. Jacko turned and shouted.
"OK, you'd better get your bids in, we've a nice prize for you, and, if what I've been told is right, she will do anything, absolutely anything."
Maria's feeling of safety evaporated as the chain tugged tightly at her neck and Jacko led her into the centre of the cafe.
"What do you think of this? Firm tits, beautiful arse and look at that shaved cunt! She's a clean-shaven bitch to be sure!"
He spun her around on the end of the chain as if her was selling something in a market and the men ogled and pointed like excited purchasers.
"Anything! Yes, anything!"
The men started shouting what they would like to do and offered various amounts of money for the pleasure.
"Yes, yes," said Jacko trying to calm them. "Fucking, whipping, and she'll suck you until you die, but this is a special prize, she's going to want more pleasing than just that!"
He dragged a spare chair to the middle of the cafe and sat down on it. Maria stumbled as the chain pulled tightly at her throat, she choked and went to grab the noose to loosen it but Jacko snatched it hard to stop her. She had learnt the signal and dropped her hands obediently. Jacko put the end of the chain in his mouth and held it there while he undid the zip of his leather jeans. He lifted himself slightly off the chair and pulled them down together with his underpants until they curled up loosely onto the tops of his heavy leather boots. His cock fell onto the top of his left thigh, it was large and the glans was already swollen and probing out through the loose flesh of his foreskin.
"Lick it slave," he ordered as he tugged Maria's face towards it.
She lowered her face obediently and held out her tongue, its tip touched the swollen glans and she drooled spit onto it. As drips of spittle fell from the end of her tongue she licked them back carefully into her mouth, tasting the salty tang that lay on the hot flesh of his growing cock. She licked it more then slowly folded her lips around it and began to suck. It felt beautifully warm in her mouth and the glans swelled heavily onto her tongue as she sucked it hard and probed the tip of her tongue into the opening at its end. She wanted to hold it in her hands but did not dare unless she was ordered.
"Wetter! Wetter! Get sucking you bitch, it needs to be wetter than that!"
Immediately she sucked harder onto the now hard and throbbing cock and she pushed it from side to side inside her mouth. She massaged it with the spit that lay inside the edges of her cheeks and she drooled around the shaft as she drew her mouth up and down, closing her eyes and feeling its warmth probing towards the back of her throat.