"Hurt?" Richard grunted, misinterpreting her reaction. "Well, good, you little cocksucking whore. I'm gonna make you hurt so good…"
Linda could almost feel the hairy texture of his muscular ass. Her palms began to itch, begging to cup those small, tight cheeks, to dig inside that crack feel the greasy shit hole. She would press him harder, try to eat his entire body inside her throat.
She gave a muffled groan as another thundering spasm of raw, climax tore into her guts. She bucked, lifting herself off the bed. Then, as the peaking sensations ripped at her cunt like claws, she chewed down on the bristles at the root of his pulsating cock.
"Goddamn… you," Richard gasped, realizing that she was having an orgasm, and not in pain. "You fucking, cum licking slut!"
Linda wailed out again, freezing in a paroxysm of pure, delicious ecstasy. She then fell back, gasping over his cock. Her insides had turned to melted butter, her thighs were slick with warm juices. Her delicate pussy lips were fluttering, smacking around her aching, clit like her mouth was doing around his prick.
"You… fucking like this, don't you?" Richard growled. "You cock-loving whore!" he thundered.
"Mmmmmmm," Linda gurgled, wallowing her tongue around his shaft.
Richard yanked his cock from her pursed lips and let his shaft slap his stomach. He then inched himself backwards and watched his cockhead swell, throb.
"Your not getting it, you scumbag," he grunted.
"Please," Linda said, eyeing his cock, knowing from the base of it pulsated that his cum load was bubbling upward from his nuts. "Let me eat it. God… I've got to have it!"
Richard blew his load on her tits while he watched her tortured expression. The wads of cum were like acid against her flesh, almost eating into her pores. And each wasted drop those that should have boiled down her throat, made the itch inside the cunt unbearable. She struggled with ropes, ignoring the flashes of binding pain that shot up and down her arms. "Look at it whore," Richard said, grinning wickedly. "Look at what you are missing."
"Please," Linda whimpered. "Let me… have it… please…"
"Oh your gonna have it, baby. But not the way you want. The way I want," the boy said, his voice cruel.
Linda was only vaguely aware of his words. Nothing mattered but those delicious juices, how they would taste going down her throat. Her body flinched with another itchy climax, one that almost exploded, but didn't. It held itself there, just at the border of pleasure, refused to go over.
"I… I want it!" she begged.
"You'll take my way," Richard grunted, heaving out the last of his load. He exhaled loudly, then he sat down on her jism coated breasts. He worked his ass around, then squirmed upward, rolling his ass over her face. "This way, bitch," he gasped. "Lick it out of my asshole."
When Linda felt the grinding, hairy flesh over her lips she never felt more humiliated in her life. Not only was he making her beg for it, he was making her suck it out of his shitter! She bared her teeth and sank them into the tender membranes of his asshole.
"You… filthy bitch!" Richard roared, feeling a stab of pain. He jabbed his full weight down on her face, releasing the flesh from her teeth.
Humiliation melted to pure, raw pain for Linda. He was bouncing over her face like a crazed animal, slinging his cooling cum over her lips and cheeks. The wiry hairs at his asshole scraped into her flesh, stinging like barbed wire.
"Lick it!" Richard commanded reaching behind him and cupping her cunt with his right hand. He tugged at her clit, almost pulling it off. "Eat it, I said. Goddamn you… eat!" Linda had no choice but to obey. She darted her tongue out and ran the tip of it over the coarse texture of his hairy, cum coated asshole. As she became exhausted, and eased her efforts, he would again pull on her clit. Quickly she would stab her tongue back into the crack of his shitter. Finally, he pulled away, gasping for air.
"Me… are you finished?" Linda said, unable even to look at him. The smell of raw masculinity billowed around her face, soaked into her nostrils. Again she felt like vomiting.
"Just beginning," Richard said. "You're a challenge, baby."
"And you are a bastard," Linda said. "I… I hate you!"
"I don't hear the sound of any hearts breaking, whore," Richard said.
"I hate you!" Linda spat out again.
"I know," Richard grinned. "That's why it's going to be so much fun."
What else could he do to her? He had slapped her around, made her suck him, eat cum out of his asshole, been tied up. The limit of human degradation surely had been reached.
Later, Linda, herself, would have laughed at those thoughts.
CHAPTER FOUR
Richard untied Linda, then kicked her to the floor. As she lay sprawled on the dirty and trash strewn hardwood, he threw a long length of rope over a bare rafter. Before she had time to react, even if she could, he grabbed her hands and tied them together with the end of the rope. He placed other lengths of rope at her feet, pulling her legs apart, and attached the ends to the bed frame and a wall stud.
"There," he said, taking the end of the rope that looped over the rafter, and pulling out the slack. "How's this, baby?" he asked, yanking on the rope.
With her hands tied behind her back, and her legs yanked far apart, Linda's body was jerked upright. As her feet left the floor about an inch, she felt a bullet like burst of pain in her armpits.
"You… son… of a… bitch!" she cried out, her eyes squinting closed with the tortured sensations that swept up and down her spine. "You… you're killing me!"
"All hung up like the pig you are, aren't you?" Richard said, his breathing quick and shallow. "All ready for the slaughter," he added, attaching the rafter rope to a doorknob across the room.
Linda still couldn't believe this was happening, especially this latest horror. Jolts of pain shot up and down her legs, burned at her elbows, her shoulder blades. She was leaning slightly forward, balancing herself on her tiptoes. Each tiny movement caused further agony. Even breathing was torture.
"Stop," she begged, although she knew it was futile even as she said it. "Please, Richard… please…"
The boy stepped over the rope that held her right leg stretched wide and stood behind her. Her ass was in the air, the small crack wide, revealing the tiny button of her shitter. Slowly, he ran his fingers over the smooth texture of her butt, then rested his middle finger against the slick, tiny opening of her asshole.
"Ever had a big cock up your ass?" he said, inching his fingertip inside her hole. "Hmmmm, baby?"
Linda didn't think it was possible to know such terror. Surely, after he made his point, he would let her go. Hadn't she suffered enough? It wasn't right to continue. By joking about… well, that.
"I said, baby," Richard said, his voice a growl, "have you ever been fucked here?" As he said the words, he slapped her ass hard, leaving a red welt the size of his hand. "Answer me, fuck face!" he shouted in her left ear.
"No… God, no!" Linda managed to splutter out. "You… wouldn't couldn't…"
"Oh, yes," Richard said, his voice barely a whisper. "And I will. You think you enjoy it? Fucking? Sucking? Well, by God, I've got a few tricks you won't enjoy."
Linda thought about his massive cock, how it had plunged into her throat, left her membranes torn and bruised. She could have even accepted the idea of his raping her, but this…
"Please, dear God, don't let him do it!" she screamed, sending a dribble of spit from the corner of her mouth.
"Hang on, baby," Richard said. "Who knows, you're so fucking cum hungry, you might even enjoy this."
He yanked her ass cheeks apart with one savage move, then humped his crotch forward. As he did, the end of his swollen cock slipped up the inside of her thighs and into the crack of her shitter. He placed his arms around her, digging his fingers into the flesh of her smooth, flat stomach, then pounded upward and forward. His cockhead jabbed into the tiny, puckered rim of her shitter, then stabbed into her guts. His move was so brutal, his nuts slapped upward, hitting the bottom of her cunt.