Tony slapped Gina so hard she tumbled halfway across the floor of the shanty. Her scream of anguish locked in her throat, becoming a gurgle of pain.
"So you won't tell anyone, huh?" he roared, moving to her limp body. "Well, by God, lady, I'll give you plenty not to fucking tell!"
Before Gina knew what was happening, she was jerked to her knees, then her feet. She flinched, expecting him to hit her again, but instead, he kissed her violently on the mouth. After chewing on her mouth, he stepped back and reached for a long piece of rope. He attached the end of it to the knot at her wrist, then threw the other end over a bare rafter in the ceiling.
"What are you going to do?" Gina gasped, her eyes widening with terror.
"Gonna truss you up like a hog," Tony said, pulling the slack out of the rope. As he did, Gina's body was jerked upward hard. Only the tips of her toes brushed the bare floor. "Like… that, bitch," he added, tying the end of the rope to a wall stud.
Pain shot into Gina's body like electric currents. And in this position, she almost tumbled forward. The only thing that kept her from doing so was to squeeze her toes downward, toward the floor. Even breathing sent knifelike jolts through her body. Her shoulder blades were on fire.
"Godddd," she grunted. "It's… killing me… please let me… down."
Ignoring her, Tony grabbed some more rope and tied two length around her ankles. When the knots were tight, he jerked both pieces of hemp forward and tied the ends to the handles of tool boxes in the two far corners of the room. She was now spread-eagle, swinging gently from her jerking, anguished movements.
Gina couldn't believe what was happening. Worse than the pain, however, was the horror that flooded her. He looked insane, his eyes bright with lust. As he stood before her, sweaty and naked, his cock slapping his stomach, he looked like some ancient priest, ready to cut her heart out.
"Gonna fuck you to pieces, baby," he said, his voice husky with desire. "And… and if you know what's good for you, you're gonna fuck me."
Gina looked at his cock. His cock was so swollen, so engorged with blood, it was no longer an instrument of pleasure, but of pain. His prick would stab into her cunt, possibly tear her to shreds. She threw her head back and gave another scream. Pain and fear engulfed her.
"What a sweet pussy," Tony said, moving between her legs, his eyes on the damp, glistening patch of red pussy hair. "I'll just bet it's snug as a glove… just made for fucking raw."
When he touched her, Gina yelled out again. She could feel the heat from his body, smell his animal lust.
"Don't… please… God, don't!" she begged.
"Look baby," Tony said, moving his hands over her tits, "if you don't keep that cocksucking mouth closed, I'll close it for you. I'll ram my fucking dirty socks down your throat, and you can choke to death for all I care."
Gina knew he was telling the truth, but it was almost impossible to keep the screams back. The ropes at her wrists and ankles were tearing at her flesh, causing her skin to mottle a deep purple. She bit her lower lip and gave a sob.
"That's better, baby," the man said, grinning. He leaned his head down and ran the tip of his tongue over her upturned tits. "Mmmmmm… love it," he groaned, "… big tits."
For Gina it was the most confusing feeling she'd ever had. He had been so rough, so violently brutal with the ropes. Now, he was licking on her tits with such a soft touch it didn't seem possible.
"Please… untie me and I'll do anything you ask," she pleaded. "God… anything…"
"Hey, sweetheart, you're gonna do anything I ask whether you're tied up or not," Tony said, grinning. "In fact, you're gonna beg me to fuck you, aren't you?"
"You're insane," Gina said.
"Don't want to beg, huh?" the man said, taking a step back. He fumbled in a tool box against the wall and withdrew a long, leather strap. "Maybe this is gonna do the trick," he whispered, again moving between her outstretched legs.
Gina could hear the leather strap whipping through the air, then she could almost feel it smacking her bare flesh. It would cut into her body like an ice pick.
"Please… don't beat me," she begged. "Don't hurt…"
"Why, baby, I'm going to be nice to you, not beat you," Tony said, his voice singsong.
With confused horror, Gina watched the man drape the leather strap around her left tit, then her right tit, pulling the length tight, in a figure-eight. He jerked the loose ends to her sides, then tied them together at her back.
"Ohhhhhh," she gasped, feeling the pressure mount each time she breathed. She looked down and saw her tits standing out, almost as if they were barely attached to her body. The flesh turned pink, then a dark red. Her nipples pulsated, became rock-hard, then grew a mottled purple.
"Hang on, baby," Tony said, placing his hands around her waist. "I'm gonna give you a fuck to tell your grandkids about."
Although pain riddled her body, Gina looked down at his massive, swollen cock, saw it near her glistening patch of cunthair. Closer… closer.
His prick was going to kill her, she just knew it. Her cunt was constricted with fear, her pussy not big enough even for a pencil to get inside.
"No… God," she gasped, holding her breath, waiting for the jolt of agony. "I… aieeeeeeee!"
When his prick stabbed inside her cunt, the pain was worse than anything she could have imagined. His prick entered her with one, hard thrust, stretching her cunt lips so violently, she thought they would tear.
"Ahhhhh… so fucking tight," Tony grunted, squirming his ass around. "Jesus it's even better than your cocksucking mouth."
Gina could have sworn, from the pressure, that his cock was jabbing her right between her shoulder blades. His cock felt as if it completely rearranged her guts, making it almost impossible to breathe. The pain increased and burned like acid.
When he withdrew his cock a few seconds later, an enormous sense of relief swept through her body. It was short-lived, however, for he hammered his prick back inside, her cunt, even harder than the first time. Her face grew ashen, beads of sweat popped out on her forehead and upper lip.
"Hurts… killing me," she gasped, her voice high-pitched, tortured.
"Just go with it, you'll love it," Tony said, kissing her lightly on the mouth. He increased the pressure of his hands and pulled her cunt harder against his prick. "Hmmmmm? Don't you like big cock to fuck, baby? Like all that little pussy getting filled up with hard meat?"
Even if she weren't tied up, Gina knew it would be painful. His cock was just too big. The tip of his cock was driving into areas she didn't know existed. Then he humiliates her further by asking if she liked it!
Christ, how could any sane woman like having a baseball bat up her cunt? And the pain of the ropes. Every tiny move caused the hemp to cut into her flesh, sending jolts of agony up and down her spine.
Tony began moving his ass back and forth slowly, letting his cock slip in and out of her constricted cunt. With each thrust, her cunt seemed to get tighter, hotter.
"God, this is fine," he whispered, moving his mouth away from hers. He kissed gently across the hollow of her throat and nestled his face between her bound breast. Slowly, he took her sensitive nipples into his mouth one at a time and gave them a soft, delicate lick-job. "Mmmmmmmm… sweet tit and hot… pussy," he murmured.
Not in a million years could Gina have predicted what would happen next. Instead of the pain becoming even more unbearable, it seemed to lessen. With his warm, searching mouth on her breasts, she felt her pussy loosen slightly. His cock thrust in and out more easily.
"Mmmm, getting into it?" Tony whispered, his breath hot against her tits.
Gina didn't know which she fought the most – the pleasure or the pain. Was he again going to humiliate her? Make her enjoy it? She grit her teeth, bitter tongue.
The pleasure mounted, slowly at first, then became fluttering waves, sweeping into her pussy. She felt her pussy mold around his spearing cock and suck his prick further inside.
Don't! Don't give in! she thought.
"Fuck me!" she screamed. "God… fuck me apart with that big, beautiful cock!"
The words and the pain seemed to spit from her body at the same time, leaving her writhing with nothing but pure, raw ecstasy. As he drove his cock even faster into her cunt, she felt her passion become electric. She was almost a part of him.
"Screw my cock, whore," Tony groaned, now moving his ass as quickly as possible. The sound of his crotch hitting hers echoed off the walls of the shanty. "All the fucking way up… here! Unhhh… here, bitch! Take it… up to your cocksucking brains!"
Gina trembled as a delicious spasm of nearing climax surged forth. She felt the insides of her thighs grow sticky with a smoldering stream of pussy juice. The man's balls were slapping into the crack of her ass, and she could feel the pulsating sensations.
"Give it to me," she panted, her body tightening with ecstasy. "God… fuck my pussy full of hot cum… screw it in and pound it up to my brain!"
"You got it, you little cocksucking slut," Tony grunted. He chewed into her tits, pulling the nipples back savagely with his teeth. At the same time, he humped upward, plunging his cock brutally into her spasming pussy. "Take… this! Unhhh… fucking eat it up your cunt!"
Just as she had experienced absolute agony, Gina now felt total, raw pleasure. Her body flooded with the most fantastic climax she'd ever had. In fact, all the ones she'd had until now put together wouldn't have been as intense. The universe seemed to explode, and her mind emptied of every thought but his massive, driving cock.
"Aieeeeee!" she screamed, her body freezing, then bucking so violently the rope tied to her right foot jerked free from the handle of the tool box. "Fuck… meeeeee!" she wailed, throwing her leg around his waist and jerking her heel against his tight, hairy ass.
"Holy… God," Tony spluttered, spitting her nipple from his mouth. He jerked his head up and kissed her so hard they both tasted the warm, salty flavor of blood. "Now bitch," he gurgled into her throat.
His cum-load boiled from his slightly receding balls and stormed up the center of his cockshaft. A split-second later, the molten fluid shot deeply into her yearning cunt, covering the fluttering muscles.
If possible, for Gina the pleasure even got better. She experienced a wild series of orgasms, each more intense than the last. Finally, she couldn't distinguish any separate throbs, the sensation became a long, steady release.
For an eternity her pussy sucked on his cum, squeezed and molded his plunging cock. Even after he'd spilled his load completely, her cunt worked on him savagely, almost as if trying to pull his entire body inside hers.
The only thing that Gina regretted was that her pussy wasn't big enough to hold all his jism. Thick globs melted from her pussy and fell to the floor, forming a milky pool of cream.
At last, they stopped fucking and Tony pulled away. He stumbled backward and braced himself against the table with his left hand.
"Fucking… Christ," he panted, his chest heaving with excitement. "You… you ought to register that pussy as a deadly weapon!"
Gina was so exhausted, so spent she couldn't even move, much less talk. She felt turned inside out. She merely hung there, one leg in the air, the other drooping like a rag doll's. Her head was thrown to one side, her eyes glazed and half-closed.
She sensed, more than saw, his movements, then felt herself being untied. When she plopped to the floor, she turned her head slightly and saw the pool of cum that had spilled from her cunt. She crawled and rolled toward the cum, then planted her lips in the milky mass of fluid.
"Mmmmm… cum," she groaned, sucking the jism into her mouth and swallowing it.
"Want some more of that stuff?" Tony asked, his breathing still labored.
"Yes," Gina whispered. "As much as I can…"
While she licked the jism from the dirty floor, Tony pulled on his clothes, although Gina hadn't noticed. When she did look up, she gave him a shocked look.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"Gonna get my buddies," he said. "You said you wanted some more cum, didn't you?"
Yes, she did. But not theirs. She wanted his. For some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say her thoughts. Instead, she felt empty, used. To him, she was just a piece of meat, a good lay.
"Do what you have to," she said, her voice bitter.
"Oh, I will, baby… we all will," Tony said, then left.
Although he had untied her from the rafter, her wrists were still knotted at her back. If she wanted to, and he took long enough, she just might be able to free herself. She began squirming around, digging her fingers in the ropes.
Before she could even begin, however, Tony was back inside the shanty, removing his clothes. Gina gave him a puzzled glance.
"I called them," he explained. "They're on their way."
"Who?"
"Adam and Derek," he answered. "They told me they'd try to find Susan, too."
Gina remembered seeing a girl at work here, but it really hadn't registered until now. What would she be? A bull dyke? And, what tricks did she have up her sleeve?
She felt her body flinch with revulsion. Would she ever get out of this mess? Or would they keep her all weekend and…
She could see them marching in front of her. Cock after cock after cock.
"We have a few minutes before any of them get here," Tony said, removing the last of his clothing.
"What's it going to be this time?" Gina asked dully. "Do I have to give you a blow job? Or, are you going to fuck me again?"
"I'm going to fuck you again," Tony said, moving toward her. "Right in the ass."
Gina jerked to life. Surely he wasn't serious! She could never take that big cock up her ass! Not in a million years.
"No," she gasped, her eyes wide again with terror.
"Oh… yes," the man said.