"You're leaving?" she whispered. "I… I mean… why?"
"I wouldn't want to disturb the little lovebirds," the boy said, pushing the tail of his shirt in his jeans.
"What are you talking about?" Linda asked.
"You're real slow, you know that?" Richard said. "I brought you another cock to fuck," he added patiently. "Someone you know."
Linda was about to say something when she heard a knock on the door. She turned her face toward the darkened hallway, then back to Richard.
"Ah, he's here now," Richard said. "Come on in, Barney!" he called out. Then to Linda, he added, "You know Barney Redfield don't you?"
"Oh, God!" Linda said.
Yes, she knew Barney Redfield. He was like a reincarnation of some slithering animal that didn't quite take.
And now his huge form was framed in the doorway.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"She's all yours, Barney," Richard said. "You can do anything you want. Just don't ruin her."
Before Linda could scream out, beg him not to leave her alone with that animal, Richard was out of the room. She cast a horrified look at the boy who leered at her.
"No," she whispered, although from the dull look in his eyes, she knew there would be little hope of reasoning with him. His thick lips were glistening with spit, his yellowed teeth bared. "Don't, Barney," she gasped, almost able to see what was about to transpire.
Barney was dull witted, a bull of a boy. Weighing in at about three hundred pounds, he carried his weight like a walrus. In a round, potato-like face, were two marble like eyes. He stood about six feet six. Even from this distance, Linda could tell he hadn't bathed anytime lately. He had a homemade tattoo on his right forearm of a skull and crossbones. His greasy, matted black hair hung over his almost nonexistent forehead, touching bushy, beetle eyebrows.
"Richard said I could fuck you," he said, moving toward the bed. He grinned at her, his eyes moving over her breasts, the softness of her glistening cunt hair. "Said you had a real tight pussy."
Although he might be simple, he had a reputation of being as mean as Richard. He had been in jail several times for assault, and most of the students and teachers were terrified of him. Linda had always avoided his type because just looking at him made her skin crawl.
She felt the stream of vomit rise in the back of her throat. Again she struggled with the ropes at her wrists and ankles, feeling her heart sink.
"First you're gonna suck me off," Barney said, pulling at his dirty, greasy clothes. "Richard said you'd do that too." He laughed suddenly. "Hell, he said you'd do everything."
After he undressed, revealing a grotesque, hairy body, he grabbed a rickety chair from one corner, then yanked her off the bed. He plopped her down, then took another length of rope and secured her to the back.
"Like my cock?" he asked, standing in front of her. "You like big, dirty prick to suck?"
Linda swallowed hard, fighting back nausea. His crotch smelled vile, reeking of week, old sweat and dried piss. His huge prick was rigid as steel, bobbing up and down, lightly touching his rounded abdomen. She noticed the rubbery foreskin was drawing down over the monstrous bulb, revealing a chalky looking film of… something.
"Kiss it," Barney said, placing his giant hands on her shoulders. "Then tell me how much you like eating the cheese off my cock."
Linda's brain almost exploded with revulsion. Even clean he would be horrible, but as he was, she felt her throat tighten, ready to choke with vomit. That monstrous cockhead was just three inches from her pursed lips. And if possible, it was even larger than Richard's. It was as big around as her forearm, coveted with thick, purplish veins. The base was matted with dark, curly hairs. His nuts hung low, covered with scaly, wrinkled flesh.
"I… I can't," Linda managed to say, feeling lightheaded. "Please, Barney, don't make me do…"
He suddenly crammed her mouth full of his vile smelling cock. When about half of his shaft was inside her with both hands, he withdrew, then slapped the back of her head with both hands. The entire slab of his cock drilled into her throat, causing her nose the jab into his hairs. Her chin separated the massive balls.
"Aaaaaghhhhh!" she choked, trying to pull back. She couldn't breathe, and his hands were about to snap her neck, again she cried out, her voiced muffle around his shaft. "Richard… was right," Barney grunted, withdrawing, heaving back between her lips. "You're a good cocksucker. The best I ever had honey."
The best he ever had? Christ, you mean any girl would demean herself to… suck this! She had never before been so humiliated, never thought it was possible to feel so dirty and used. If Richard had meant to break her, he had already succeeded. She would give ten years of her life to be on the other side of the world at this moment. "Good, baby," Barney grunted, a look of dark lust in his eyes. "All the way in like that. Gonna give you a lot of hot cum to suck down."
How could one cock be so beautiful, and another be so terrible, Linda wondered. Sure, they were shaped the same, both thick and meaty, but… Barney was worse than a pig! She closed her eyes, resigned to the assault, letting her jaws hang slack. Maybe he would shoot once, then let her go. Or if she pretended to like it, flatter him, she might be able to get him on her side. "Hey you're not sucking," the boy said, pulling his cock from her mouth. "You're just holding your mouth there. It's like poking it in my hand."
"You've got to let me get used to it," Linda said, looking up at his stupid expression. "Mmmmmmmmmm, you're so big. The biggest bull stud I ever sucked off."
"You like my prick?" Barney said, like a small child showing off a new, toy truck.
Big idiotic animal, Linda thought. "Mmmmmmmmm, I love it Barney," she said trying to force a smile. "I can't wait for you to cum all in my throat." She almost choked in the words.
"Then I can fuck you?" he asked gleefully. "In your pussy?"
"No, in my ear, asshole."
"Mmmmmm hmmmmm," Linda said, darting the tip of her tongue out.
Suddenly, she liked playing this game. Sure it was pretty terrible, but if it worked…
"Push it back inside my mouth, you big…" (Creep? Moron? Dope?) "… hunk of man."
"Oh, baby, Richard was right. He said you loved cock," Barney gasped, a bit of spittle oozing from the right corner of his mouth.
Linda opened her mouth and leaned her head forward. As her lips brushed over the smooth surface of his cockhead, she felt a shiver of excitement. If you got past the smell, and shut your eyes, it wasn't half bad, she thought. After all, cock is cock.
"Jesus," Barney grunted, watching her gobble down to the thick hairy base. He felt her tongue wash around over the taut skin, lick into his hairs. "You… do like cock!"
"Mmmmmmnmmm," Linda murmured, opening her eyes. When she saw the greasy, matted hairs of his crotch, felt the protrusion of his belly, she trembled again.
"Suck… suck… suck," Barney moaned, throwing his head back. "All the way, like that. Shit, that's good."
It was good, Linda had to admit. He wasn't even human, and his animal like lust inflamed her with ecstasy. She felt like a cat on a fence, a bitch in heat. And she was about to have pure, raw sex. But more, she would enjoy it if for no other reason than to turn the tables on Richard. He had thought to truly humble her.
She would prove him more than wrong. If she had to, she would fight for her best climax if for no other reason. Something told her, however, it would be a delicious, easy fight.
"Oh… Barney," she gurgled, chewing up and down his shaft. "Mmmmmmm, I… love your big, hard cock."