TEN
Linda had slept soundly for a long time after Joe left her that morning.
She woke up around eleven, feeling somewhat refreshed but still stiff and sore
from the night of bondage and beating. She felt glowingly fulfilled nonetheless,
and each ache carried its memory of pleasure.
For a few minutes she lay in bed, too lazily relaxed to want to get up
and dress. But she was hungry too, and finally she decided to go downstairs and
find something to eat. It was nice to have the house all to herself, especially
someone else's house; and there was the delicious guilt of not being where she
was supposed to be, in school. She smiled to herself as she got out of bed,
moving a bit stiffly. She still did not feel like putting her clothes on, so she
found an old terry-cloth robe of Joe's and slipped into it. Then she went
downstairs.
When she had nearly reached the bottom of the staircase she looked
across the hall through the door to the living room, and stopped short with a
startled gasp.
There was a woman sitting in the living room.
She was a slim, petite but shapely woman in her early twenties. She had
a round, rather pretty face, framed by her short brown hair. She wore a neat
rust-colored dress. She was sitting in an easy chair, smiling calmly at the girl
on the stairs.
"Come on in, honey," the woman said cheerfully. "I've been waiting for
you to get up."
Nervously, not knowing who the woman was or what she was doing there,
Linda descended the rest of the staircase and entered the living room.
The woman watched her closely. "Well, now, you are a good-looking young
thing, aren't you?" she observed.
"Who--who are you?" Linda stammered.
"Oh, I'm Audrey. Little Joey's big sister, you know? Ah, but Joey's not
so little any more, obviously."
"But...I thought..."
"I know, you thought I was far away in the big city. Well, I do come
home from time to time--I just don't always announce it. So I got into town last
night and hied myself to the ol' homestead for a bit of rest--and my goodness,
the things that were going on!"
Linda felt herself flushing. "You mean...you..."
"Oh yes, honey. I heard. Hell, I listened. I mean, I couldn't possibly
sleep with all that racket going on. Anyway, it was damn interesting. I had no
idea my little brother was into that kind of stuff." She shook her head.
"Whooeee!"
Linda felt weak. She did not know what to say. She gulped. "I--we
just--I mean--"
"Oh, listen, don't sweat it, hon," Audrey said. "Everybody to his own
thing, I say, what the hell. But godDAMN! And you're such a pretty kid, too. You
really dig the s&m bit, huh?"
Linda was silent. She felt self-conscious and awkward standing there in
Joe's robe, and embarrassed by the fact that Joe's sister had been a secret
audience for what had gone on during the long night. Had she peeked through the
keyhole or something, and seen as well as heard? Ordinarily the idea might have
excited her, but right then she wanted only to get out of there. She decided she
would just go upstairs, get her clothes on and leave. But before she could move,
the woman spoke again.
"Well, sure you do," she said, answering her own question. "That was
obvious. God, I never heard such yelling. What the hell was he hitting you with,
anyway?"
So she hadn't seen. Linda hesitated, then took a deep breath to get a
grip on herself. She looked the woman in the eye. "His belt," she said.
"His belt, huh? I thought it must be a cat-o'nine-tails or something.
Still, I guess a belt must hurt quite enough. Must leave real marks, too. Does
it?"
"Yes," Linda said.
"Let's see them," Audrey said.
Oh-oh, Linda thought. What had she gotten into? She didn't feel like
finding out just then. "Excuse me," she said politely. "I'm going to get dressed
now."
"But I want to see your marks," Audrey said.
"Look, I have to leave, okay? Nice meeting you and all that--"
"Honey," the woman said. "What's your name?"
"Linda."
"Linda, would you like me to let your dear ol' mommy and daddy know what
I heard last night? Not to mention Joey's mommy and daddy, who of course happen
to be mine also. Would you?"
"No," Linda said.
"Then be a good little girl and let me see your marks."
Linda stood still for a moment. Then, with a sigh of resignation, she
turned around so that her back was toward Audrey. She undid the sash of the robe
and slipped it off her shoulders, lowering it to her waist and holding it there.
Audrey gave a long, low whistle. "Jesus!" she muttered. "You do love to
take punishment. Too bad I'm not into that stuff. But I'm strictly
straight--well, more or less. Are there more? Lower down?"
"Yes," Linda said.
"Show me."
Linda dropped the robe.
"Shit, that's even worse!" Audrey said. "My little brother ought to get
a dose of that himself sometime. See how it feels. But you sure have a pretty
ass, honey. Turn around now and let me see what else you've got."
Linda turned.
"Oh, yeah." Audrey's eyes glittered. "You are some little girl, all
right. You know, I'm not really a Les--I get off on men better than anything.
But I know when I see something I like. Come on over here, hon."
Slowly Linda crossed the room. She was not really in the mood for this,
but if a little sexual activity would keep Audrey from making trouble for her
and Joe...
As the blonde girl walked toward her, Audrey hitched herself up slightly
in the chair and pulled the skirt of her dress up over her rump. Her legs, like
the rest of her, were slim but nicely curved. She hooked her thumbs into her
panties and pushed them down and off. Then she scrunched down in the chair,
thrusting her crotch forward, and pulled her legs up so that her heels rested on
the seat of the chair, her knees spread wide.
"Do me a little favor, honey," she said to the naked girl who now stood
before her. "I'm sure you know how to do it."
Linda knelt in front of the chair. Her head moved between the outspread
thighs. Her tongue came out and went directly to Audrey's clitoris.
The woman in the chair gasped. Linda's tongue moved skillfully.
"Oh, yes, you do," Audrey moaned. "You do know how...Ohh, that's
fine...just marvellous...keep it up, dear...."
Linda kept it up. Before long, Audrey was squirming in the chair and
panting like a racehorse. her hands came down to clutch at the girl's hair,
holding her head in place. Linda's tongue found every niche and crevice of her
cunt, delved deep into its recesses, explored its top, bottom, and sides, and
always came back to the little quivering button which was the source of so much
erotic delight.
Audrey's hips arched from the chair, mashing her cunt in the girl's
face. Her body twisted uncontrollably. She screamed and came.
Her body flopped back in the chair. She gasped for breath. She released
Linda's hair, but when the girl started to get up, she stopped her.
"Not yet, honey. That was so great. Do me some more."
"Wouldn't you like to do me?" Linda said boldly.
Audrey shook her head. "No way, honey. I told you, I'm not really that
way. I just like to take it sometimes. Hey, but don't worry--I think I can fix
something up for you."
What did she mean by that, Linda wondered. But Audrey was pushing her
head back between her thighs. Obediently, her tongue went to work again.
"Terrific," Audrey breathed. "You're the best, baby. Don't stop now,
okay? I just have to make a phone call."
She heard the woman pick up the telephone that stood on a little stand
beside the chair, and punch in a number. She went on with what she was doing.
"Hello," Audrey said. "Hello, Darryl? Hi, sweetie. It's me.... Oh,
pretty good, and you?... Yeah, got in last night. Hey, listen, baby, you're not
gonna believe this. Guess what I'm doing right now...." She laughed. "Well,
that's close. I'm getting my cunt sucked....Yeah, no shit....But by a girl--and,
listen, a doll you would die over....Yes....She's just your type, too. About
seventeen....Long blonde hair, blue eyes....No, I'm serious....And a figure
that's just fabulous!...Never mind, it's a long story....Sure, that's why I
called you. It's a birthday present....So what? Celebrate it now....Yeah, come
on over, you know where it is. See you later."
She hung up abruptly, because Linda had pulled away from her, beginning
to protest. "Hey, wait a minute--"
"Take it easy, honey, it's okay," Audrey said. "This guy's a great
friend of mine, you'll dig him. He's really cool. We'll have a ball, the three
of us. Doesn't that sound good?"
"But I don't--"
"Sure you do. I know you're a little sexpot. I heard you last night,
remember? And you want me to keep it mum, remember?"
"It's blackmail," Linda muttered, but she had to admit to herself that
the situation was beginning to get to her. Sucking Audrey's cunt had aroused
her, and she no longer felt as indifferent to the idea of fun and games as she
had earlier.
Twenty minutes later Audrey had come twice more, and Linda was still
sucking, when the doorbell rang.
"That's Darryl," Audrey panted. "Go let him in, honey. No, don't bother
with that," she said as the girl reached for the discarded robe. "Go as you are.
It'll be a nice surprise for him."
Linda felt a sneaky, squirmy snake of excitement crawling inside her at
this humiliating demand. As she walked naked to the door her heart was beating
rapidly, with anticipation as much as embarrassment.
She opened the door.
The man who entered was about thirty, of medium height, with fashionably
styled brown hair, and very handsome. He stopped short just inside the door, his
dark eyes shining as he gazed at the naked girl who had just let him in.
"Well, well, WELL," he said softly. "What have we here? You ARE a
beauty. And so young!" He raised his voice. "Audrey? Where the hell are you?"
"In here, babe. Bring him in, Linda."
Linda preceded him into the living room. She knew he must be noticing
the belt marks on her back and buttocks, but he said nothing.
"Audrey!" The woman rose to meet him and they embraced, then kissed
passionately. Audrey held him tightly, arching her body against him and
squirming in his arms.
"Hey!" he said finally, pulling himself away. "Take it easy, woman. How
am I supposed to concentrate on this gorgeous little girl if you get me all
riled up for your sweet little body?"
"You're going to have to concentrate on both of us, lover. I'm giving
you this little crumpet for a side dish, but I want my share too. And I know you
can do it." She turned to Linda. "This man has not only got the biggest cock in
the state, he's also got the most fantastic control of anybody I ever saw. He
can just go on forever, if he wants to. So here we are, baby. Do your thing."
"I can but try," Darryl said. "But I haven't heard a word from Blondie
over there. With the lovely face and the gorgeous tits and the pretty red
stripes all over the back of her. What's the story here, anyway?"
"Tell him, Linda," Audrey said.
So she told him.
"Well, I'll be damned," he said softly when she finished. "A real,
full-fledged masochist. How lovely."
"I thought you'd like it," Audrey said.
"I love it. I just love it. And there she is, all naked and trembling,
ready to sacrifice her body to me if you don't give away her secret."
"Bullshit," Audrey said. "She's practically coming already just from the
idea of being forced into this. She's probably more excited than you are."
Darryl smiled. "Good," he said. And he began to take off his clothes.
When she saw his erect cock, Linda gasped out loud. It was by far the
largest she had ever seen, even larger than Chuck's huge member. It appeared to
be as thick as her fist, and its length seemed to go on forever as it jutted
massively into the air. She felt weak in the knees, and the snake in her belly
squirmed again. She wanted to fall down and worship it, wanted to crawl to it
and pay it homage. She wanted it deep inside her, all the way, filling her,
stretching her, tearing her apart....
"I told you, honey," she heard Audrey say.
Darryl turned to the brown-haired woman. "You're overdressed, lady."
Audrey skinned quickly out of her dress. Her body was compact and curvy,
with a springy suppleness that gave her figure a sensuousness that was not
apparent when she was dressed. Her braless breasts were small, but perfectly
rounded and extremely firm, like two overgrown apples.
"Sexy as ever,"Darryl said.
"Yeah, but your dick is really yearning for the young stuff. So go
ahead, baby--I'll just watch for awhile."
"How is she at cunt-licking?"
"The greatest! I came three times."
"Then presumably she should be at least as adept with the opposite sex."
"If she can get her mouth around that telephone pole of yours!"
Darryl pointed his incredible phallus at Linda. "You like this, Linda?"
The girl gulped. Her heard was pounding. She nodded weakly.
"Then bring your sweet little mouth over here and see if you can eat
it," Darryl said.
Linda began to walk toward him, but the weakness in her knees had spread
to her whole body, and her legs were shaking. She did what she had wanted to do
anyway--she fell to her knees and crawled.
"Lovely," the man murmured.
She crawled on all fours across the room, keeping her eyes on his
fantastic prick, breathing harder as she came close to it. She had to have
it--down her throat, up her cunt, in her ass; she didn't know if she could take
it in any of those places, but she had to try if it killed her.
When she reached him she flung her arms around his legs, moaning as she
nuzzled the gigantic thing against her face. She kissed it, slid her mouth along
its length, licked it with her tongue. She kissed and licked his balls. She
wanted it inside her, but she couldn't, it was too big....
"Swallow it," Darryl said.
"I--I can't...It's--"
He suddenly pulled away from her. She sprawled on the floor. He crouched
down beside her.
"Linda," he said intently. "Listen to me. You like to be hurt, don't
you?"
She nodded helplessly.
"If I hurt you, will it make it easier for you to suck my cock?"
"Yes," she breathed. "Yes."
"I want to hurt you, Linda. You have beautiful breasts. I'd like to hurt
them. I'd like to mark them the way your back is marked. Would you like that?"
She closed her eyes. Her head was swimming with unbearable excitement.
"Ohh yesss..." she moaned breathlessly.
Darryl turned to Audrey. "Find me something to use. A belt is too
inaccurate. Something solid, but not bulky. Not too long. A ruler. Yes. Your
brother should have one someplace."
Audrey went. Darryl ran his hands down Linda's back, feeling the welts
Joe had made. The pain made her gasp. She wanted more.
Audrey returned, holding a ruler, a thin, narrow piece of wood a foot
long. Darryl took it. He swished it through the air experimentally. It made a
wicked whistling sound. "Good," he said. Then: "Lie down on your back, Linda."
She did so, feeling the rough carpet against the welts. She squirmed her
back to make it hurt more.
"Put your arms over your head," Darryl said.
She raised her arms, stretching them flat on the floor above her head.
It pulled her breasts higher, flattening them just a little and presenting their
entire surfaces to his mercy.
"Are you ready, Linda?"
She nodded, panting, her eyes closed.
She heard the whistling sound, and then a sharp crack as the ruler came
down on her left breast, just below the nipple. And then she was flooded with
the most exquisite pain she had ever felt. It was sheer agony and total bliss.
She heard the sound of a scream dying away, and realized it had come from her
mouth.
"More...." she moaned, fearful that he would stop.
He brought the ruler down on the same place on her right breast.
This time she heard herself scream, was aware of screaming, and of her
body twisting with the beautiful pain. She wanted this forever. Even Chuck had
never done this for her.
"She's too loud," she heard Darryl say. "We'll have to stop. Someone
might--"
"No!" she gasped. "Gag me. Please!"
"You're wonderful, Linda," Darryl said. "Audrey, get me something."
Audrey found a small towel. Darryl stuffed it into her mouth. Her moans
were muffled. She strained to get enough breath through her nostrils.
The ruler came down on the left breast. This time above the nipple. Her
scream was like a stifled siren through the towel.
Crack! The right breast.
As her body heaved and rolled, irresistible instinct made her bring her
hands down to clutch at the tormented globes. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Her throat was raw with screaming.
"Do you want me to stop, Linda?"
Struggling for breath, she forced her eyes open, to look at him. She
shook her head.
"Take your hands away," he said.
She put her arms back over her head.
The trembling, exposed breasts waited. Like iron spikes about to be
hammered down, the hard nipples thrust up from their centers.
The ruler found one.
And then the other.
Linda came.
As she went into orgasm, Darryl pulled the towel from her mouth for fear
that she might choke herself. But before she had fully come out of it, he had
decided she was ready for choking with something else. He lay down on his back
and pulled the spasming, sobbing girl over him, pushing her head down to his
crotch.
"Now," he gritted. "Now, Linda. Now take it!"
Linda was more frantic than ever for the feel of his incredible cock
inside her. Willingly, eagerly, she opened her mouth to get it there. But the
size of it! She stretched her mouth as wide as she could, straining her jaws to
get just the head of it inside. Still gasping and crying, her breasts aching
gloriously, she wriggled her head, trying to work her mouth down over the ridge
of flesh that obstructed it. Finally she managed, and then by very slow degrees
was able to get another couple of inches into her struggling mouth.
But he wanted her to swallow it! And she wanted to! She had always been
such a good cocksucker, able to take even Chuck's outsized tool down her throat.
But this was impossible!
She tried. She pushed downward, opening her throat as much as she could
as the stiff head probed at the back of her widestretched mouth. Her lips
strained even wider to accomodate the thickening shaft. She started to choke.
She pushed on.
Panting through her nostrils, moaning and whimpering and shanking, she
ignored the gagging battle her throat was putting up and forced her mouth
further down. The thing battered at her resisting esophagus. And then she
swallowed it. Her throat was still fighting it; it seemed to be splitting her
open as it went in; but it was going in! She had done it.
But there was more to come. A lot more. And she wanted it all. Adjusting
herself to better align creaking jaws and aching throat, she forced herself
down, down over the mammoth pole as the flesh scraped against her teeth and she
felt herself stretched impossibly inside, from pharynx to thorax. She would
never be able to eat or speak or breathe properly again.
And then she was there. She had taken it all. She felt his pubic hair
against her face, and dimly she heard him groaning, heard Audrey mouthing
exclamations of amazement.
She had him. Now she began to suck him.
It was difficult at first, carefully moving her head back, and then
jamming that thing into her throat again. But it got easier, and she was happy.
Happier because it hurt so much.
It seemed like hours that she sucked him. She recalled what Audrey had
said about his control. She was right. Linda worked harder. She wanted him to
come down her ruined throat in torrents, fill her belly with his semen. But he
didn't come.
She nearly cried when he pulled her away from him. But she only had time
to gulp a few desperate breaths of air down her suddenly emptied throat before
he had pushed her onto her back and was on top of her, spreading her legs with
his.
"Oh yes!" she cried wildly, thrusting her tender back against the
carpet.
"Fuck me! Yes! Fuck me!!"
She felt the huge battering ram at the entrance to her vagina. She
spread her thighs as wide as she could, hoping she could take him with less
trouble this way than in her mouth. But she wasn't any too sure.
But he was. He pushed in steadily and hard while she yelled with the
splitting joy of it, pulling back a little when he reached an impasse, then
pressing inexorably on. He was obviously very practiced at working his
frightening prod into the tightness of cunts. She had never been stretched so
far or filled so deeply. And when she thought he must be completely inside her,
there was more. Always more.
Her head rolled. Her legs flailed the air on either side of his
advancing hips. Wild cries came from her distorted mouth. She was on the verge
of climax again before he had really started. Finally he was there, piercing her
and displacing her insides up to her navel. She clutched at him, wrapping her
legs around his waist, pulling him down against her bruised breasts, howling
like a dying animal as she came.
And then he began to fuck her.
She couldn't believe it. He was a machine. He went on and on, and there
was no stopping him. No matter how she tried, or what she did, she couldn't make
him come. She came. Over and over again. Until she was a mindless, jerking,
gibbering, yelling, sweating mass of sensation, in virtually continuous orgasm.
Until finally she gasped out words she had never thought to hear herself say.
"No more...please...I can't...."
Then he stopped.
But he still hadn't come.
He pulled away from her, leaving her twitching and exhausted on the
floor, floating through previously unsuspected realms of ecstasy. Through a haze
she saw him turn his undiminished, glistening pole toward the wide-eyed Audrey,
who with an abandoned cry of need fell to the carpet before him.
She would never know how so petite a woman could possibly manage to
accomodate that elephant-like cock. But the man was inside her in seconds, and
pumping away as if he were just starting out. Audrey thrust back at him, her
supple, steel-spring body twisting and bucking, a small whirlwind of activity
beneath his powerful form. Linda watched as he gradually reduced the thrashing,
clawing, squalling woman to the same state to which he had brought her.
But Audrey did not plead for respite. Even after she had climaxed with
awesome violence so many times that she was nearly beyond feeling, beyond
response, unable to make her body function any longer, she lay splayed on the
carpet, unmoving, moaning softly, while he continued to fuck her with slow,
relentless strokes.
Worn out and depleted as she was, Linda's aching loins tingled at the
spectacle of this man's tireless strength. She had to be close to him, just to
touch him, to make contact with his power. Stiffly she dragged herself toward
the unseeing couple, reveling in the pain and soreness throughout her body.
When she reached him, she ran her hands eagerly over his rhythmically
moving form, caressing the wonderful hardness, feeling the smoothly flexing
muscles beneath the flesh. She kissed his body--his shoulders, his back, his
legs. Lovingly she ran her mouth and tongue over his pumping buttocks. And then
she spread his ass cheeks and laid her face between them, inhaling the funky
aromas, uncaring that his rising and falling rear was buffeting her steadily in
the face. She found the ring of his anus with her tongue and licked it, then
made her tongue stiff and pushed it as hard as she could into the tiny opening.
Darryl gave a hoarse roar of delight, and she believed that at last he
was about to come inside the panting receptacle of Audrey's body. But instead he
pulled out of her, rolling over onto his back, with his thrusting weapon
quivering in the air, looking larger than ever, the veins standing out against
the taut skin of it as though they were about to burst through.
Linda fell upon it, kissing and licking it, stroking it passionately,
willing it to release its power. With a whimper of anticipation, Audrey
scrambled to join her. There was enough for both of them. Two mouths sucked and
nibbled at the straining pole, two pairs of hands caressed him, two bodies
pressed themselves against his hardness as they worked frantically to achieve
the final benison of his long-whithheld climax.
And finally they succeeded. His hips arched from the floor, his colossal
cock trembled like a windswept tree, and he gave a savage shout as the thick
semen exploded from him in great powerful spurts, shooting high into the air,
and then falling in a thick, sticky shower over their eagerly upturned faces.
