To Gina's amazement, Derek reached down and untied her. Gently, he lifted her to her feet and pulled her close. He kissed her, taking her completely by surprise.
He looked so violent, almost like a cat ready to spring, and the gaze in his eyes chilled her to the bone. His features weren't classical, but rough. The combination of hard angles, scars and an unruly shock of sandy-brown hair exuded sensuality. For some reason, he reminded her of a bull, or a wild stallion.
Without knowing exactly why, or what she was doing, she ran her fingers over his hard, muscular body and began tugging at his clothing. She met the urgency of his kiss as she pulled his shirt wide, then ran her fingers over his sculptured muscles.
"You like what they did to you?" he asked, moving his mouth over her parted lips. "Hmmmmm, baby? You like it rough?"
If Gina could have possibly known what was about to transpire, she would have gladly bitten her tongue off rather then give him the answer she did.
"Yes," she whispered, feeling her cunt constrict, begin to ooze with a warm stream of cunt juice that slicked-up the inside of her bare thighs. "I… I like it anyway I can get it, but especially… rough."
"Good," Derek said, moving his hands down her arms, then placing his fingers against her hips. "I like it rough too… when I'm doing the roughing up."
He took a step backward and finished undressing, his odd stare burning into her. Again she felt a shiver of fear, but as his naked body came into view, she dismissed her thoughts as ridiculous.
Undressed, he was a work of art. Not like the Greek God that Tony was, but coarse.
Squarely built and evenly tanned, he was covered with short, wiry hair. From his crotch sprang a large, meaty shaft of cock that made her flinch. It was the thickest cock she could imagine.
"Rough, huh?" he whispered, again embracing her. He planted a long, lingering kiss on her mouth that was like a wound. "Well, hang on, you little slut, you're gonna fucking get it rough."
Like a lamb led to the slaughter, Gina allowed him to tie her wrists with rope at her back. When the knot was secure, he took another length of rope and attached it around the hemp at her wrists and threw the end of it over an exposed rafter in the ceiling.
He pushed her forward, and when her body was at a twenty degree angle to the floor, he secured the end of the rope to a stud in the wall. He then took another length of rope and tied her ankles together. He attached the end of his rope to her wrists, then pulled the slack.
Slowly, Gina's body contorted, her heels almost touching the back of her head. Pressure became pain. The pain became agony. He tightened the ropes a little more.
"Don't," she gasped, wincing. "It… it hurts."
"You want it rough, don't you?" he said, his voice even, although his breathing was coming fast.
Then before Gina could say anything more, he took a step back and then grabbed her by her hair. He jerked her head to the right and released his grip. The force of his shove caused her to spin around and around, her knees and cunt just inches from the mattress.
"Jesus!" Gina cried out, watching the shanty spin. She felt dizzy, but the sensation still didn't deaden any of the pain. "Wha… what are… you doing?" she cried out.
"Ever had a spin-fuck?" he said, giving her another shove. "It's the best ever, baby."
Gina thought she'd experienced everything with Tony and Adam, but obviously she was more than wrong. This man was a maniac!
The ropes cut and tore at her flesh and the pressure of the spin caused the blood to flow liberally to the bruised area. Her wrists, ankles and shoulder blades felt like they were being stabbed with ice picks.
Suddenly, he grabbed her head and pulled her to a stop. As she slowed, she felt the blood rush to her head, causing her to get even dizzier. When she slowly looked up and saw him, her vision was double.
He hadn't even done anything and she felt as if she'd been violated for hours.
"Now for the rough part," he said, his prick just inches from her face. "Want to suck my cock a little, to get me in the mood?"
"No!" Gina said, now more than a little angry. She hadn't bargained for anything like this! "Untie me… you bastard, this is ridiculous!"
"You asked for it," Derek laughed. "You dumb-assed cunt… if only you knew what was about to happen."
Gina's anger turned to horror when she saw him withdraw a whip from a tool box. It was fashioned of black leather, with a crystal looking handle. The tip of it was frayed into three prongs, each sporting what looked like grapeshot.
"You want it?" Derek said, sadistically pulling the whip through the loop he made with his left thumb and forefinger. "Hmmmmm?"
"No," Gina said, her voice dry.
"Then, I guess I'll just have to teach you to say yes."
With that, he grabbed her by the hair again and shoved her as hard as he could. She began spinning rapidly, her red gold hair sweeping about like a torch.
After about six or seven spins, Derek lifted the whip and cracked it through the air. The frayed end smacked her firmly across the ass.
Gina didn't feel the pain immediately, but when it did come, it was like lightning had struck her. The sensation burned up her spine and seemed to explode her brain. It was so powerful, she couldn't even scream.
"Want it?" she heard some faraway voice say.
"No," she heard another voice say. Again the whip came cracking down on her bare ass, leaving a pronged welt. Again the lightning spasm of pain burst inside her brain.
"Huh, baby?" the voice said again. "You want it?"
"No," came the reply.
It was like some ridiculous conversation overheard in another room. For a moment, Gina was divorced from herself, wondering why that idiot girl didn't say yes and get it over with. Then almost like seeing a vision, she realized it was happening to her, and not someone else. She screamed and nodded her head up and down.
"Yes! Yes! Goddamn you… yessssss!" she shrieked.
Two more cracks of the whip, then he dropped the horrible instrument. The sensation was replaced, however, by a sharp blow to the side of her face. He began kicking her, spinning her with his foot.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the spinning slowed. It was like being on some crazy, brutal ride at the circus.
Instead of fear, however, there was pain.
"Now for a sweet fucking. Spin-style," Derek grunted.
Gina watched with fascinations as he squirmed under her body and lay on the mattress. She then felt a horrible, grinding pressure inside her cunt. He had grabbed her hips and pulled her down, straining the ropes. Instantly, her pussy was filled with his rock-hard, pulsating prick.
"Ohhh… baby, this is gonna be the best fuck ever," the man said, jerking his hips up and down, driving his cock wildly in and out of her cunt. "Gonna spin-fuck you to death…"
Suddenly, it hit Gina. With his cock ramming into her cunt, he was going to spin her around and around! The idea terrified and pleased her at the same time.
Slowly, she felt her head turn, her upper body following. A couple of seconds later, she could see his feet, then his side. Back to his face again. His other side. His feet again.
Faster and faster.
His cock twisted, gouged into areas she didn't even know she had. Her pussy convulsed with agony.
Delicious agony.
"How is it, baby?" Derek grunted, ramming his cock up and down while her pussy spun around his shaft. "Like it? Huh? Like a big cock really screwing you?"
Never before had Gina fully realized exactly what the meaning of the word screw was, until now. That's exactly what was happening. Instead of pumping his prick in and out, he was fucking her like a… screw!
"Yes," she groaned. Pain throbbed into every corner of her body, but it was somehow wonderful, only making the pleasure more emphasized. "God… yes… screw me pig-fuck me, you bastard!"
Derek spun her faster with his hands while he hammered her pussy violently with his cock. As her slippery pussy hugged and molded his prick, he felt his balls throb with delicious pressure.
"Tight… fucking the tightest… hottest I've ever… had," he grunted, every muscle in his body flexing.
An instant after his words whined past her ears, Gina felt a raw convulsion like nothing she'd ever experienced before. Her orgasm shook her insides like an explosion, and the force of the spinning seemed to throw the climax up and down her legs, right to her fingertips.
"Godddddd!" she shrieked, flinching, bucking as if she were on fire. Another massive convulsion of pure, raw ecstasy seared into her body, leaving her almost exhausted. "Fuck me!" she begged, her face contorted in anguished release. "Fuckkkkk meeeee!"
"Screw it, whore," Derek grunted, lifting his body. His cum-load blasted into her cunt with such force he shook all over. He slapped her head when she came around, spinning her as hard as he could. "Screw it… all the way up your pussy, bitch."
It was the oddest sensation for Gina. Before, when she'd been fucked, her pussy had been pumped deliciously full of cum. And, only when the man had finished, had some of the juices oozed from her cunt. This time, however, with the spinning, the cum sloshed around his shaft and splattered noisily from her pussy.
"Take… it all, whore," Derek moaned, pumping in the last of his thick, boiling cumload. "Every… Goddamned drop and eat it inside your pussy…"
Gina seemed to blackout, yet in a way she was aware of what was going on. It seemed as if both pleasure and pain melted away from her.
She was left dangling in space, completely without feeling. It was only when she realized that she had stopped spinning that she knew what was happening.
Her face was almost touching his feet, her knees hanging just above his chin. She was squirming, now really feeling the pain at her wrists and ankles.
"Please… I can't take this anymore," she begged. "My hands are on… fire." Derek seemed to ignore her. But a few seconds later, the squirmed from beneath her. He stumbled against her body and began fumbling with the ropes. A short while later, Gina dropped to the mattress in a heap.
"Well?" he panted.
"My… God," Gina said. She wouldn't give a million dollars for the experience, but she wouldn't take a zillion to do it again.
"We'll take a little break now," Derek said. "And then on to some real fun fucking."
Gina was stunned, unable to believe him. What else did he have in mind? Have him stick his cock up her ass and jump off a building or something? Jesus.
"Suck on my cock," he said.
"Just that?" she dared.
"Sure," he said, almost warmly. "You gonna untie me?" she asked, wiggling her fingers to get the circulation going. She was still in a bowed position, her heels just a foot from the back of her head. "I'm not an acrobat," she added, a little sarcastically.
"Couldn't prove it by me," the man laughed. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over, forcing her face down on his prick. "Suck me," he ordered. "But take it nice and slow. I don't want to play out too quick."
Gina was more than tempted to merely take his thick cock in her mouth and try to bite his prick off. He'd probably break her neck, but it might be worth it. Still, in the back of her mind, she wondered what he was going to do later. She felt in a way like the bird being hypnotized by the deadly cobra.
"Come on, suck," Derek said, placing his hands behind her head and exerting pressure. "Ol' Tony says you suck like a fucking milking machine."
Gina ran her mouth up and down his thick, pulsating cock shaft, then gulped around his gigantic cockhead. As she closed her mouth around his rubbery cock and sank her lips to the meaty base of his prick, she shivered with hunger. She could taste the delicious combination of cunt juice and jism.
"Mmmmm," she gurgled, pressing her chin between his balls. Slowly she pulled back up and gently nibbled at his loose foreskin. "So… big and hard," she murmured, inhaling the sweaty, musky aroma of his prick and balls.
"Hey, you are good," Derek said, pumping his hips upward. "Not too many ladies can take it all my cock like that."
"How could any girl not take it all when it's so fine like this?" Gina murmured, lapping her tongue over his swollen, purplish cockhead. "God… I think I like sucking cock more than anything else."
Her words became a throaty gurgle as she gobbled his cock completely into her throat. She held her face tightly against his crotch, then twisted her head around. As his cockhead throbbed between her tonsils, she tightened the pressure of her lips, then pulled back. A tiny residue of cum burned the back of her throat.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, closing her eyes. Her pussy began throbbing, begging for the cock her throat was getting.
"Like it, don't you?" Derek whispered, thrusting his hips upward and grinding the root of his cock between her teeth. "Just fucking bet you could suck on a cock twenty-four hours a day."
"Mmmmm-hmmm," Gina groaned. She felt the rippling sensations of climax ease around her cunt. She squeezed her knees together to relieve the itch, but it only made it worse. She moaned out again, then began sucking up and down his cock shaft furiously.
"Ah… that's it, cocksucker," the man grunted. "Lick on it… all the way in like that. I… I want to feel my prick go right down to your cum-starved stomach."
Gina began writhing and jerking as her pleasure increased. A couple of seconds later, when the full force of her orgasm hit, she clamped her lips firmly around the root of his cock shaft and held her mouth there until her pleasure peaked.
"Aaaghhhhhh!" she choked, her air rushing around his throbbing prick.
"Jesus… suck… hard… faster, harder," Derek grunted, wrapping his legs around her neck and drawing her fully into his crotch. He began banging his hips up and down brutally. "Eat it… Goddamn you any second now… eat!"
Gina felt his cock expand, grow to what seemed twice its already huge size. As his cock filled her throat entirely, she tasted the steam from his cum. She sucked harder, faster, so quickly, her forehead slapped his hairy belly with noisy smacks.
"Shit… fucking… skit!" Derek grunted, every muscle in his body flexing. He heaved upward, held her there, then began hammering savagely into her throat. "Now… you cum-gargling whore!" he cried out.
Pleasure flooded Gina's body when the first of his molten jism splattered the back of her throat. She gulped quickly, but not quickly enough. Some of the scalding fluid burst from the corners of her mouth and boiled into his sandy-brown crotch hairs. Another wad shot upward, behind her nose forcing streams of milky cum from both her nostrils.
"Mmmmfffff!" she spluttered, feeling another crashing orgasm inside her pussy. Her back arched, causing the ropes to tighten at her wrists and ankles. Another gurgling moan escaped her lips.
"Lick it… cocksucker," Derek grunted, forcing his cock wildly in and out of her throat. "Take… every fucking drop, whore!"
Gina sucked and pulled on his cock for all she was worth, treating her throat to a fantastic cum bath. And, when she was certain he couldn't possibly have any more, another gush of cum splashed over her tonsils.
"Suck it… Goddam you… suck," Derek said finally, blowing in the last of his massive load. "Christ… lap it down… you cock-loving bitch."
Gina swallowed the last load of cum, then ran her mouth up and down his cock shaft, her lips squeezing tightly. She wanted to make sure his cock was totally dry. Finally, she released his prick from her throat and nuzzled her face in his crotch hairs. Slowly, she collected the stray wads of jism and licked them over her tongue.
"So… sweet," she murmured, feeling the greasy lumps slide into the back of her throat. "You… you have the best cum I've ever licked."
Soon, after cleaning up his balls and the insides of his thighs, she relaxed, savoring the taste of his release on her tongue. She felt so satisfied, almost sleepy, forgetting the horror of what had happened before.
The sense of contentment wasn't to last very long, however. He pushed her off his crotch and stood up, moving toward the tool box on the side table.
The clink of metal on metal caused her to jerk. She squirmed, trying to see what he was pulling out.
"What… now?" she dared to ask.
"Oh, a little ass-fucking." Derek grinned sadistically, turning and facing her.
"Then… then why the pliers?" Gina asked.
"You want me to do it right, don't you?" he said, kneeling beside her.
The touch of the cold metal against her flesh was like a snakebite.