Billy Butter had held her down while Kurt chained her to the bed. Her arms and ankles had been shackled to the bedposts. She had lain like that all night, tormented, awake, praying for sleep, but afraid it would come. She waited all night for the nightmares. There weren't any. She waited for someone to come, waited for still another assault on her flesh. But there wasn't one. She began to wish that Lily would come, just so that she could see another person. But no one came. And then it was daylight. And still she lay chained to the bed. Finally, she drifted off into an oddly dreamless sleep.
She was awakened just as the sun had begun to set. There were voices outside the room. "He wants us both to do it," said Billy protestingly. "I tell you," said the other, "that little pussy is just for me." It was Kurt's voice. "Damn you," said Billy. "Damn you, Kurt… you always have your way."
Pushing Billy aside, the tall black man entered the room. "Good day, darlin'," he said, grinning. "Well, there you is, all trussed up and ready to eat." Vanessa looked at him with stark terror in her eyes. But she could not speak.
"Why you must be terribly uncomfortable with all those clothes on," he said. "Leave me alone," she whispered. "Please."
"A woman shouldn't be left alone, you know. It's against our teachings."
"Dear God," she said, "Please… no…"
"God don't live in this house, honey. This is the house of Aleister. And the God of repression don't live here. You dig?" It was the most awful feeling that Vanessa had ever experienced. With her hands and feet tightly bound, lying there spread-eagled and helpless, she felt a terror more profound than anything she had ever known. She looked desperately around the room as if to find help, and saw Billy Butter standing in the corner, a greedy lust in his eyes, resentment for Kurt in his soft face.
"Take her clothes off," whispered Billy, as if afraid to incur Kurt's wrath again. "That's not a bad idea, Billy," said Kurt. "Why, I feel generous today. I think I'll let you do it."
"Really," said Billy. "Thank you, Kurt. Thank you."
His hands were soft and sweaty and trembling as Billy undid the button of her soft white blouse. It fell open to reveal her tits concealed behind the white lace of her bra. Billy looked helplessly at Kurt just then. "How can I get it off," he asked, "with her all tied up like that?"
"Allow me," said Kurt. He produced a small glistening knife that had been concealed in his boot.
Vanessa screamed as she saw him approach her with the knife. "Don't worry, hon. I won't make a mark on that beautiful white skin of yours." Then, with his sharp knife, he split the bra right down the middle so that it just fell away, revealing the full mounds of her melon-like tits. To her humiliation, her fear had made her nipples hard and erect. It was the most agonizing feeling she had ever known – to be totally bound, unable to move and helpless, lying exposed before these two men. "Now for the skirt," grinned Kurt. He made a neat slash right down the middle, so that her skirt fell away limply, revealing her garter belt, stockings, and a pair of lacy white panties.
More roughly now, he pulled down the panties, then slashed them off, so that she lay, completely exposed on top, with nothing but a garter belt and stockings, and the dark bare expanse of her pubic mound. And worse – her legs were widely splayed so that her entire pussy was exposed to view. She shut her eyes tight. Then she heard the sinister hiss of a zipper and a moment later Kurt's voice.
"Open those eyes, sister, and take a look at my big black cock… open them I said." She felt the steel knifepoint touch her neck. Her eyes flew open. "My God!" she gasped when she saw it.
Kurt stood naked before her, and she stared in horror at the immense shaft of black male cock that stood straight out from his smooth black loins. It was at least a foot long, and as thick as the cock of a horse. The head was a purplish black and looked like a giant mushroom. All along the underside, the thick webbing of veins was pulsating with a powerful rhythm. Vanessa feared her heart would stop.
"We worship the God Phallus here," Kurt said, in his deeply resonant voice. "The woman was made to shelter the God, to love him, to hug him with her temple, to milk him of the nectar of life… in short, baby doll, I'm gonna put my big fat dick as far up into your cunt as I can. Amen!"
Kurt's enormous cock ached with the desire for this beautiful white girl. He climbed up on the bed and positioned himself between her legs. A soft moan of fear and resignation escaped from Vanessa's lips as she felt the spongy head of his prick make warm wet contact with the soft inner flesh of her thighs. Then he lay his smooth black body over hers, the full length of his cock lay along the fear-cringing slit of her pussy. She squirmed her ass madly now, in a pathetically futile attempt to rid her body of his presence, but it was impossible. All she could do was stiffen her body against his assault. Bitter tears streamed down her face.
She felt his cock now probing between her cuntal lips, and Kurt felt the warmly soft folds of her vagina around his cock tip. He groaned deeply. She was a sweet piece of meat and the lewd contact of his enormous thick cock pressing against the tightly clenched opening of her pussy excited him unbelievably. He flexed his ass and suddenly surged forward into the warm wet flesh of the tied up girl beneath him. He gasped aloud as he felt the tight hot walls of her cunt slip over and enclose the rock hard length of his invading cock.
"Owwwwwwwww!" she screamed out in pain. Though she was no longer a virgin, the size of his cock made it painful for her. She felt a pressure inside her tight little pussy that made her feel as if she might split in two. "Arrrgghhhhhh!" she groaned. "Oh God… don't do this to meeeeeeee!" Her body trembled now, not from pleasure but from pure pain. She waited for him to move – waited for more pain – but he was still.
And then a terrible thing began to happen. Despite her effort to clench her muscles to keep him out of her pussy, it was beginning to open and accept the invasion of his cock. But Vanessa would have preferred the pain. The pain was real. The pain was her. She hated herself for allowing these horrible men to make her feel things she did not want to feel.
And the more her cunt began to accept the presence of Kurt's enormous cock, nestling still inside of her, the more she screamed and writhed in protest. "No!" she screamed. "Oh God! Leave me alone!" She bucked her hips and writhed her body. This only served to excite Kurt more, for the actions caused her cunt to move wildly around his impaling cock. "Oh God! Go away! Helppppp!" she screamed herself almost into a state of hysteria.
He slapped her face hard. "Shut up," he said. Vanessa cried pitifully beneath him now, her vagina stretched as if it had been impaled by a monstrous beast. She clenched her cuntal muscles tight in an effort to force him out, but this only excited him more. Her pussy walls enclosed his skewering shaft like warm butter, making the enormous cock grow still greater inside of her until she felt stretched beyond belief.
Her arms and legs ached painfully from having been tied up for so many hours. The cold metal chains made painful welts in her flesh. The more she moved, the more the metal cut into her soft skin.
The big black man's nostrils flared and he slowly withdrew the length of his cock all the way to the head. Then, with another long lunging stroke, he plunged all the way back in to her cunt.
"Owwwwwwwwwwww!" she screamed as he hit her cervix. It was the worst pain she had ever experienced. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. He fucked into her hard and strong. With every forward lunge of his cock, her cunt was filled to the bursting point, causing her head to ram hard now against the wooden headboard.
He rammed into her with a growing frantic abandon, and she could feel something still more sadistic in his every thrust now. And then Vanessa had the awful realization she had experienced before. The pain was changing to pleasure. Unwanted feelings of sexual joy were coursing through her body now. Her belly was beginning to feel as if it were on fire.
"Oh God, noooooooo!" she cried out again, this time for shame of pleasure, not from pain. Then she felt another weight climbing up on to the bed. Fingers were fumbling with her lips, prying her mouth open. Soft fingers, soft sweaty fingers. She opened her eyes and there, staring her straight in the face, was a long hard cock.
Billy Butter could no longer just stand and watch the lust-inciting scene of the beautiful young girl being fucked by Kurt. He had unzipped his pants to release his aching hard-on, and now he was trying to force it into Vanessa's mouth.
She screamed again in terror and revulsion and turned her head away, but he pulled it back. She clenched her teeth, but he increased the pressure of his hands until he had pried her mouth open. And then his thick hard cock pressed through her soft lips and found the warm wet cavern of her mouth. Vanessa could feel his lust-hardened erection slithering up the length of her tongue, filling her mouth completely with its fleshy hardness. His hands held her head in a vise-like grip, palms pressed hard against her ears. She was completely trapped by two impaling cocks. There was no escape. Billy Butter's thrusts quickened until they matched those of Kurt fucking into her pussy.
"Suck it. Ooohh. Ooohh. Suck me," she heard Billy's soft high voice pleading. And then, when she did not obey, more menacingly, "Suck it." She feared from the tone of his voice that he would hurt her if she did not obey. Her lips began to nibble at the thrusting shaft of flesh. At first she coughed and sputtered from the unwanted invader. Gradually, she became accustomed to it. His balls slapped against her chin as, between her legs, the huge black man's thrust grew ever quicker and harder.
Vanessa became aware of how wet her pussy was and how the sharp pangs of agony had diminished, transformed into teasing pulsations of pleasure. Although his blunt cock-head was jammed hard up against her cervix, she could feel every inch of his pulsing black shaft against her hotly clasping pussy walls. The tickling sensation of his balls swinging against her ass began to drive her mad with lust.
Her pussy was overcome with desire, and her muscles contracted around the huge black cock. His prick surged in and out of her hungry cunt. Fires of desire flamed up powerfully in her belly. Tremors of ecstasy now replaced the pain, and her cries were changed from cries of protest to throaty groans of pleasure that vibrated around Billy's cock.
Now Vanessa was powerless to fight the masochistic pleasure which rippled through her doubly impaled body like white lightning. Her body began to writhe, her lithe figure jerking up to meet every thrust of Kurt's rampaging cock. Thrills of insane pleasure seemed to boil in her blood as her cunt was set on fire by the incredibly long thick shaft of black male flesh.
Then she felt Billy's fingers teasing, kneading her heavily throbbing tits. Wave after wave of pleasure radiated throughout her body. Her lips tightened more hungrily around Billy's throbbing cock which fucked madly into her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned lewdly with his hard vicious drives, and she delighted in the taste of its smooth-skinned flesh. Her tongue began to lap voraciously at the pulsing cock head, searching hotly for the tiny split at the end. She reveled in insane glory as her pussy ground up around Kurt's thrusting cock and nothing mattered to her anymore except the two passion-provoked cocks fucking into her mouth and cunt. She sucked crazily on Billy's madly pistoning prick, while Kurt's cock burned a fiery path in her clasping cunt.
She was depraved. She knew that now. Though she'd been bound, though she'd been their prisoner, though she'd been assaulted, these feelings were hers! She knew what she wanted, more deeply than she wanted anything. She wanted these two cocks to explode inside her. She wanted Billy's cum in her mouth, searing hot as it poured over her tongue… wanted it to gush down into her throat, wanted to swallow it deep in her belly. And she wanted Kurt's enormous black shaft to explode too, filling her cunt with his white hot cum.
She hardly felt human now as she felt Kurt's cock expanding inside the eagerly sucking walls of her pussy… felt Billy's cock grow larger and larger in her mouth. She sucked hard on his cock now, tonguing it wildly. She knew he would cum any minute now, great thick waves of cum splashing on the back of her throat.
And then it burst, like a great gushing geyser, his boiling sperm shot forth thick hot streams of creamy white cum-juice deep into her greedily sucking throat. Her cheeks contracted as she swallowed crazily to keep from choking on the great, continuous jets spewing endlessly from the manservant's cock. She swallowed it voraciously, locking her luscious lips tightly around the hotly cumming cock. She sucked wildly to drink up every last drop of his scalding hot juices. And then, his deflated cock slipped from between her lips, leaving a trail of hot white semen to drip down her chin. He saw her little pink tongue snake out of her mouth to lick the last drops of that precious fluid.
With her mouth free again, she began to scream – such a different scream from before. Now they were wild animal cries of ecstasy that escaped her lips. "Aiiiiieeeeee… ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried, sounding more like a beast than a woman. And Kurt became even more impassioned at the sound of her keening voice, even more driven to demonic fury as he fucked mercilessly into her, almost ready to spew his cum in hard, cunt blasting spurts.
The young captive was flaming with passion now, driving headlong into an even more frantic frenzy of lust. On and on it went, the rising crescendo of lust more exquisitely exciting as Billy's fingers continued to play freely over her tits. Her cunt was gloriously impaled and her mind seemed to explode in a dazzling array of lights. Nothing in the world mattered, not even her own guilt and humiliation, not even the chains which still cut into her wrists. Nothing mattered except that huge black cock fucking mercilessly into her steamy depths.
"Oh God!" she suddenly shrieked. "I'm cummminggggggg!" Her voice was choked as her slippery cuntal walls contracted hungrily around the lust-propelled cock that fucked hard between her wide-splayed thighs.
And then the black man exploded inside her. She heard his beast-like cry and her naked body was bucking insanely as she felt the hotly boiling river of Kurt's cum spurting deep into her hungrily milking pussy. And then her own orgasm began to explode in wildly convulsive spasms. Unfathomable sensations of pure rapture flooded every throbbing inch of Kurt's hotly jerking cock as it spewed out its hot creamy load deep up into the depths of her feverishly sucking cunt. It was like an earthquake exploding in her cunt as wave after wave of orgasmic release spread through her body.
And when it was quiet Vanessa grew painfully aware of her wrist and ankles, sore and blue from the steel chains that shackled her to the bed. She felt sick and confused, helpless and humiliated. "Untie me, please," she begged. Kurt was slipping back into his pants.
"'Fraid we ain't authorized to untie, honey. We only have a license to tie." He bent down and wetly kissed her belly. "Tell you what, sweetheart. I'll send Mr. Big up here, your old uncle, and you talk to him."
"Well," said Billy Butter in his hauntingly soft voice, "he has to release her for the ceremony tonight."
"What ceremony?" she asked. "Your initiation… into the Church of Earthly Desire," Kurt replied. "Are we going to make a holograph of it?" Billy asked. Kurt smiled. "We sure are," he said. "Holograph?" said Vanessa. "What's that?" Kurt smiled. "Kind of like a movie – only it's got three dimensions and looks like real life. They do it with laser beams." Then his eyes narrowed and he looked at her intently. "Haven't you ever seen one before?"
"No-no, I don't think so?"
"Sometimes," Kurt grinned, "they can be mistaken for dreams."