"Sorry won't go here, Laurie. You've got to pay for everything," he said, a cruel smile crossing his face.
He pushed her back roughly, sending her crashing into the leather seat she had been in so comfortably moments ago. The push was more than she had ever expected. Shaking the hair from her eyes, she watched in shock as he unbuttoned his white shirt, puffing off the tie and shrugging the garment from his broad shoulders. Laurie shook her head from side to side, her lips parting in a small O while she gripped the armrests tightly with both sets of fingers.
He opened his belt. Laurie started to jump from the seat a second time when she saw him raise one hand above his head.
"No!"
The cry came too late. She watched the arm slash through the air like a saber, cutting the shadows in a broad swath while his palm and fingers slapped hard against her right cheek.
Laurie slumped against the chair, her head snapping to the left from the force of the blow while her long hair splashed over her face. Stars exploded behind her eyelids while her legs tangled over one another. How her face stung hotly from the slap. And then there were those fingers again holding her, pushing her down against the front end of the chair. Blinking her eyes clear, the teen saw something long and thick and dark purple bobbing in front of her face. It was his cock. The Lieutenant had pulled it from his trousers and was jabbing it against her mouth. Laurie screamed, pulling back while struggling against his big hands holding her firmly against the chair.
"You'll suck prick because you like it," he growled, raising his hand again and bringing it down backward.
Laurie shrieked a second time, feeling his knuckles crashing against her chin, bruising her flesh. She tumbled from the chair, slipping over the right armrest and crumpling to the floor. She felt one hand gripping hers, the fingers slippery with his cockjuice.
"Don't… don't do that! Oh God, leave me alone!"
Her heart was racing while she felt her pussy still glow hot and slippery with arousal. He was pulling her right hand toward his throbbing prick, making her feel it, touch it, squeeze it. Laurie tried pulling away, her face wrinkled with fear and loathing while her cunt grew hotter and wetter. Her nipples were driving her crazy. The ache in the flubs increased as he forced her to jack the taut outer skin slowly up and down.
"Please… this is so awful! Oh God, lemmie go!"
To her surprise Jack Barrington did just that, releasing her and stepping back. Laurie scooted on her ass, crawfishing backward until she felt her spine pressing against the front of his desk. The girl drew her legs together, her eyes wide as she looked quickly from left to right for some escape route. There were the windows of course, but that was too dramatic, she thought. Perhaps he would leave her alone, feeling to his chagrin that he had misjudged her.
"Please, I won't tell anyone. We'll just forget it happened, please?" she said in a tight thin voice, feeling herself weakening as the seconds ticked by.
"You like prick. You're hungry for cock. You probably like prick in your mouth and your cunt, and probably up your ass, if you give it half a chance. And that's just what you're gonna get."
Laurie couldn't believe she was hearing this. She shook her head back and forth once more, her eyes rounding with horror while those flames of goodness refused to stop licking and lapping into her cunt. Jack leaned against the back wall, pulling off his shiny shoes and socks, then pulling down his trousers. Laurie moaned in horror. When she tried getting up from the floor, Jack lunged for her, twisting his fingers in her hair and pulling the strands up and back. She shrieked, her eyelids fluttering while more groans and cries escaped from her throat. She curled her fingers, beating them against the offending fingers ripping the hair from her scalp. But Jack wasn't offended by her struggles, grunting with approval as he pulled her through the doorway and past the silent typewriters to a set of double steel doors on the south side of the drill deck.
Laurie's cries echoed and were amplified by the large dark empty room while she beat her ankles against the polished wooden floor. Jack still held her by her hair, jerking it from side to side, twisting it around more tightly until she thought he was going to snatch her bald. The pain was excruciating, making the teen shriek more wildly as he jerked his right hand forward and flung Laurie up against the wall.
She huddled there like a war victim, drawing her hands up to her tits and sobbing quietly as he opened the doors.
"No, no, where are you… are you taking me?" she stammered.
He gripped her by the ankles and hauled her into the darkened space, slamming the steel doors behind him. Immediately the girl caught the scent of gasoline and oil. She drew her legs together under her ass, listening to the big officer fumbling around the space until a bright bare overhead light came on. Laurie drew one hand over her eyes, shading them as she squinted forward and saw that Jack had drawn on a pair of tight-fitting shorts. All around her were lathes, pulleys, and other machinery the men used for training during the day.
Jack checked out one of the machines, then stalked over to her. Gripping her by the shoulders, he drew her up, pulling her tightly against him while starting to remove her uniform. Laurie felt numb, standing there, feeling her garments peel from her body while her cunt seemed to melt. There was a hot lushness that radiated from her tummy down to the fat, greasy swollen lips of her cunt. Only her clit and her nipples seemed hard, and they were so sensitive that she thought they would blow up.
Her jacket came off, then her trousers and blouse until she was standing there just in her bra and cotton panties. She could feel his fingers squeezing her ass through the material, his callused fingertips creeping under the elastic legbands and caressing the sensitive flesh between her thighs and lower belly. It was when he started touching her cunt that Laurie bucked her ass back, drawing her thighs together. She felt him pinch her hard, making her squeal in pain.
"Yeah, we're gonna have ourselves a good training session."
Laurie felt hot tears rolling down her cheeks as Jack pushed her down to the concrete floor.
His hands cupped against the back of her skull, forcing her head forward until her lips flattened against the front of his shorts. She could feel something warm there, something incredibly hot. In a second her lips were tearing against the zipper while the lieutenant pulled open his shorts and worked them down to his knees. Laurie smelled the hair and sweat of his crotch and immediately felt the slippery hot tissues of her cunt cramp into tingling knots. She swallowed hard, unsure of what she was to do. Jack showed her quickly, pushing her lips open and sliding them down over his prick until it filled her mouth to the maximum.
Laurie couldn't pull back if she wanted to. Her cheeks puffed out as she felt his fat, low hanging balls pillow against her chin. He was burying the full eight inches of his prick in her mouth, throating her at times while that sour bleachy-tasting jizz oozed from his piss-slit and coated her tongue. Her body was on fire while her mind revolted against what was happening to her. His fat prick filled her mouth, the oily cockjuice bubbling from his cockhead over her tongue. He twisted his hips, moaning and making his cock revolve in her mouth. The girl felt the officer's prick brush over the insides of her cheeks. She held her breath, diving down deeper while Jack's fingers tightened over her skull.
Laurie gagged, breathing with wheezing sounds through her nostrils as he drew his prick back and forth, back and forth, fucking the young girl's mouth.
"Lick it, baby! Yeah, get my meat, take it down your fuckin' hot throat! Suck me off… ohhhhh, yeah, suck it, bitch!"
Laurie wasn't sure if she liked this or not. Certainly this wasn't as bad as she thought, and it was with some reluctance that she felt her lips sliding back over the head as Jack pushed her away.