It was a long drive to Congressman Barth's Long Island estate. On the way, Doris kept trying to talk to Jerry, but he refused to discuss anything. He just kept telling her to shut up. Doris was dying to know what was happening. Who was Congressman Barth, and why did he want to talk to her?
The car pulled off the road and drove down a long circular driveway. The estate was large and beautifully landscaped with tall oak trees. About half a mile into the estate, Jerry turned down a small dirt road. A shabby wooden building stood isolated inside a thicket of trees. The car pulled to a stop and Jerry stepped out, gesturing for Doris to do the same.
"God! This is a huge estate. But why are we going to this shack? Why aren't we going to the big house?" Doris asked.
"The Congressman doesn't want anyone to know that you're here, that's why. Now, shut your mouth and follow me." Jerry spoke sternly. When they reached the door, he turned to her and added, "Listen, if you know what's good for you, you won't say anything about what happened back at your uncle's house. Understand?" He squeezed her arm to emphasize the point.
"Yes!" she replied. "Geez, what makes you think I'd say anything about that. I'm not exactly proud of it, you know."
"All right. Now, let's go."
They went inside and Jerry motioned for her to sit in a chair in the corner while he picked up the telephone. Doris sat in rapt attention while Jerry spoke.
"Yeah Congressman," he said. "I've got her right here. What…? Sure thing. About half an hour…? Okay, I'll keep an eye on her… You bet!" He hung up the phone and glowered at the young girl. "Congressman Barth will be here in half an hour. You just sit tight and wait."
Doris was seething with anger. "Hey, what in the hell is going on here, anyway? I'm going outside," she said, standing up and starting for the door.
Jerry dashed across the room and grabbed her tightly. He shook her and shoved her down. She fell roughly onto a couch. He ripped a button on her blouse and her tit fell out.
"Jesus, you don't have to be so rough," she complained bitterly. "You'd better treat me nicely or I'll tell the Congressman what you did to me."
The moment she finished speaking, she knew that she had made a drastic mistake. Jerry was not the sort of man to take a threat lightly. His face contorted with anger.
"You stupid bitch!" he snorted, moving forward.
"Nobody threatens Jerry Magnum. Especially a little cunt like you!" In one swift movement, he dropped his pants and strolled forward cockily. He had a vicious look on his face – and his prick stuck out from his pelvis like a flagpole. He strolled forward in long, deliberate strides. "Well, now. I think you should be taught a lesson. Nobody threatens me. Now, you'll have to be punished."
His prick wagged in front of him obscenely. Doris thought that she could actually see the blood rushing through the heavy veins that crisscrossed his thick prick-shaft. His cock seemed to grow larger and stiffer with every step that he took.
"I'm sorry," she said, cringing on the couch. "I didn't mean it. Honest!"
"It's too fucking late for apologies," he replied, grimacing, his face contorted with anger and lust. "You're just wasting your time. I don't give a flying fuck. I'm in the mood for a blow-job. And you're gonna give me one. Right now!" His eyes were flashing. "Yeah, you're gonna suck my prick, whether you like it or not!"
"No! I won't do it!" she replied indignantly. "That's gross and you can't make me do it!" She retreated into a corner of the couch and cowered, covering her face with her hands. She peered through her fingers at the man as he approached. He had a fiercely determined look on his face, and she knew that she was in for big trouble.
"You'll do it, cunt! You'll suck my prick! Or you'll be damn sorry. Down on your knees!"
He pushed her roughly to the floor. Her knees slammed down hard. Jerry towered over her, his prick throbbing with need. He gripped his turgid cock-shaft and rubbed his cock-knob over her eyes. His rubbery prick-tip pressed into her eye sockets. She could feel his cock getting bigger and stiffer as he stroked his prick across her face, sticking his cock-tip into her nostrils.
"Yeah, you'll suck my cock, bitch! Or I'll make you real sorry."
Slowly, he led his prick to her lips. Her lips were pursed, shut tight toward off his cock.
"Open your mouth, cunt!" he snorted. "Open wide and suck my cock! Let's see how good you are at sucking cocks."
She shuddered and shook her head. But he grabbed her neck and squeezed.
"Owwwwww!" she cried. "That hurts!"
"Yeah, it does hurt. And it's gonna hurt a lot more if you don't open your mouth and suck my cock," he said, grimacing.
He leered at her with cold eyes that told her he meant serious business. He was angry and determined to face-fuck her. Reluctantly, she parted her lips. He smiled broadly in triumph and slid his prick between her ruby lips.
"Yeah, your mouth is nice and hot," he said hoarsely. "Ummmmm, love it! Suck my cock, you cunt!"
She obeyed his lewd command. Sucking his cock into her mouth, she felt his prick getting bigger and harder as she slipped her tongue beneath his cockknob and sucked on his prick.
"Take all of my cock into your mouth!" he shouted. "You're gonna give me a great blow-job. And I'm gonna make you swallow all of my cum when I shoot into your mouth, you whore! Suck my cock!"
Her tongue tickled the tip of his prick and lashed out to lick along the fleshy length of his large, stiff cock-shaft. His pungent-smelling balls slapped beneath her chin. Only when she slurped his prick into her hot mouth did he release his firm, painful grip on her neck. Her teeth raked gently across the fleshy shaft of his turgid prick. She was tempted to bite down hard on his prick, sinking her teeth deep. That would hurt the man and make him stop face fucking her. But, even as she thought about biting his cock, she knew that it would be very dangerous and risky to do such a drastic thing. If she was unable to render him helpless, he would doubtless retaliate brutally.
As if he could read her thoughts, Jerry shouted at her. "Don't get any cute ideas, cunt! If you bite my prick, I'll kick the living shit out of you. Mark my words. You behave. Don't you dare bite my cock!"
Doris shook her head up and down in response.
She began to cry. Her eyes filled with tears as she realized that there was no way to escape.
"Okay, now listen to me carefully," he said with a commanding voice. "I want you to lick under the tip of my prick. Put your tongue right there. That's how I like my cock to be sucked. Now do it!"
Doris knew that it was foolish to complain. She was in Jerry's power and she knew it. Her lips wrapped around his turgid cock and she sucked his prick deep into her mouth. She flicked her tongue beneath his cock-knob and found the sensitive spot he had told her about. Instantly, his cock began to lurch and bob. She slurped and licked his cock feverishly, trying her best to please him so that he would refrain from abusing her further. She took a deep breath and sucked his cock deep into her wet, hot mouth, almost retching and choking. Her cheeks pooched out obscenely, as through they were stuffed with a thick ball.
"Ummmmpphhhhh! Yeah! Hot little cocksucker! Go for it!" he commanded as he pumped his prick hard and fast into her sucking mouth.
Her lips seemed to work automatically. Her tongue lapped at his cock as he plunged deep into her mouth. She was terribly repulsed at having to suck the man's vile, hard prick – but she had no choice but to obey.
Everytime that she shirked her duty, he gripped her neck in his hairy hands and cruelly pinched her tender flesh. She flinched and bent her head back to her disgusting task. She shuddered with fear as she lapped at his cock, flicking her tongue across the sensitive spot beneath his cock-knob. He stiffened and rocked forward brutally, viciously slamming his turgid prick deep into her mouth. His cock-knob pounded relentlessly into her tonsils and she shook and trembled with pain and agonized fear. Her one hope was that the Congressman would soon appear and put a stop to this brutal, depraved raping of her mouth. She sensed that Jerry feared Congressman Barth, and she prayed that the Congressman would step into the wooden shack and put a stop to it all. That was her only hope!
"Aaaaagggghhhhh! Ummmmmm!" he moaned, jerking his hips forward and grinding his prick into her face, his balls slapping wetly under her chin. "That's a good little girl! You suck cock real good, bitch! Keep it up, now! Get me off! Make me come right in your pretty little mouth! Your cock-sucking mouth! Ha! Ha!" He laughed loudly, savoring his lordly position, standing over the poor wretched teen-age girl, grinding his cock into her slurping mouth.
She gurgled around his prick, her saliva dripping out of the corners of her mouth, forming beads of sticky fluid on his pubic hairs. This was repulsive and disgusting. She bated sucking Jerry's cock. Hated it more than anything!
Once again, Jerry seemed to sense what Doris was thinking. He sneered at her, his lips curling disdainfully. "I know damn well you don't like giving me a blow-job, cunt! But that's just too fucking bad, ain't it?" Again, his terribly crude laugh resounded in her ears, causing her to flinch in frustrated rage. "Yeah! Unnnggghhhh! Mmmmmmppphhhhhh! You… damn well better do it. Or you'll be awful fucking sorry, cunt!"
His prick was throbbing mightily as she slurped his rubbery cock-knob deep into her mouth. He pumped his prick frantically into her sucking mouth, savoring the wonderful sensations which pulsed through his cock. His balls were constricted into a tight sac. His cum was stirring and churning in his ball-sac, waiting for the fateful moment of release. His prick spasmed in her wet mouth, on the verge of orgasm.
"Unnnggghhhhh! Yeah, my little cock-sucker! Get ready! I'm gonna fill your mouth with cum when I shoot my load. And, if you know what's good for you, you'll suck my cum right down your throat!" He pounded his prick deep into her mouth. For a moment, she felt like she would choke. He sensed this too, and he backed off to let her catch a quick breath. "Take a deep breath of air, cunt. I'm not gonna give you another break until I cum in your sucking mouth, bitch!"
Doris steeled her nerves and prepared for the rush of his cum. Her lips worked feverishly, sucking and slurping at his prick-tip, while her tongue made swirling motions around the knob of his wet and swollen cock. His cock-knob slammed hard into her and his balls banged and swished beneath her chin. The corners of her mouth drooled with saliva. His cock filled her mouth to overflowing, making it impossible for her to swallow her excess spit.
Swiftly, she opened her mouth wide and gulped down a breath of much-needed air. Jerry moaned but did not protest. She accomplished the task of breathing without making him angry. In fact, he was so lost in the depravity of the moment and the wonderful, sexy sensations that coursed through his prick, that he didn't even notice that she had stopped sucking his cock. In a perverse way, she felt happy that she had, if even for a brief instant, disobeyed his lewd commands.
She wasn't taking any chances, though. The last thing that Doris wanted to do was incur Jerry's wrath. She knew he had a terrible temper that could explode at any moment. She slurped his prick deep into her mouth, all the way past her tonsils and into her tortured throat. She gurgled and salivated around his prick and forced herself to keep sucking. She wanted to please him so that he would cease raping her mouth. Only after he came would he give her respite.
"Aaaaaaggghhhhhh! Hot, fucking damn! It feels… so fucking… great!" Jerry stammered breathlessly as he thrust his hips forward, tightening every muscle in his powerful body!
Doris kept sucking his cock. His massive prick was hard and stiff and he showed no signs of letting up. His balls banged about beneath her chin and his pubic hair pressed against her nostrils, cutting off her air. She tried to breathe, but it was impossible to draw a breath. She felt as though she would soon suffocate.
"Unnnggghhhhh! Yes, suck!" He spoke in staccato-like bursts, ramming his prick deep into her throat, choking her with his diamond-hard cock. Jerry had no sympathy for her plight. All that he cared about was fulfilling his own perverted needs. He was going to cum in her mouth, and there was absolutely nothing that she could do to stop him!
She had never before felt so utterly helpless. Worst of all, she felt as though she would soon black out. She couldn't breathe, and he didn't seem to care. Surely, he knew that she was about to suffocate. Either that, or choke on his cock. But, she knew damn well that he didn't care what happened to her. All that he cared about was satisfying his own desires.
"Here it comes! Aaaggghhhhh!"
With that, he jerked his hips forward, ramming his prick as far into her mouth as it would go. He moaned low and long, his body stiffened like a granite statue – and he shot his load.
A series of short shots of jism splashed into the back of her throat, coating her tonsils with cum, washing her mouth with thick, hot, salty jism. The taste didn't repulse her as she expected it to. Still, it was revolting to be forced to receive his jism in her mouth. Although his jism didn't taste too bad, the mere fact that she was being forced to swallow his cum made her sick. She earnestly fought off the urge to retch.
"Gulp it down, cocksucker! Drink it! Suck my cum down your filthy fucking throat, you worthless bitch! Suck my cum and milk my prick just like you did before!"
She gulped his jism down. And, as she forced herself to drink his cum, she wondered what he was talking about. She vaguely remembered Jerry saying something else about her previous experience with sucking cock. He had told her that the only virgin hole she had left in her body was her asshole. How did Jerry know that she had been face-fucked before? She was terribly distressed to think he somehow knew the stranger in Central Park that had raped her mouth. She shrugged the thought off, know full well that Jerry couldn't possibly know that she had been assaulted so crudely earlier in the day. Still, his vague references worded her.
"Drink my cum, you bitch! Suck it down! Come on! Do it!" he shouted lewdly.
He smacked her hard across the mouth, jarring her teeth with his heavy blows. She saw stars, but she kept sucking his cum down her throat. It was a degrading experience, but the pain that enveloped her face told her that she would be wise to keep drinking his vile jism. She milked his cock, pursing her lips and sucking his jism down. Her jaws ached terribly, but she had to continue with her lewd task of gulping down his sticky, scalding cum.
Jerry tensed the muscles in his asscheeks and plunged forward, halting abruptly when his prick was buried deep in her slurping mouth. His cockknob throbbed and let out another jet-stream of slippery jism which flooded her mouth. She was unable to gulp down his thick load in one swallow, and she gagged. Cum gushed out of her mouth, coating her lips and chin. She gurgled, and cum mixed with the saliva on her lips to produce viscous bubbles which burst around the base of Jerry's turgid cock-shaft. She was so terribly ashamed and degraded by the ruthless raping of her mouth. Doris felt like two cents waiting for change.
Jerry stepped back a pace and stood towering over her, his drooling prick dangling before her face. He gripped the base of his cock and squeezed it, causing his piss-slit to open. An obscene gob of jism formed on the tip of his bloated prick. "Lick it off!" he commanded harshly. "Lick the cum from the tip of my cock, you whore!"
She shuddered in disgust and turned her head. Jerry reached down and grabbed a thick bunch of her damp blonde hair in his fist.
Her scalp was killing her. Her hair felt like it was being torn out by the roots. Finally, he relented and released his grip on her hair, laughing loudly at her horrid predicament. She knelt before him, her mouth drooling with his spent jism.
"That was pretty good, cunt!" he snorted. "Yeah, you give a damned good blow-job, Doris. If you ever need a reference for the job of cocksucker, give me a call. I'll be glad to give you a good recommendation. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Doris pouted and cried. Her mouth was coated with dried cum – and she could still taste the salty mixture of his jism as it spilled down her throat. She licked her lips, trying to clean the jism from her mouth. Then, she realized that his turn had dried, making her eyelids stick together. She was a real mess, and she knew it. She broke down and cried hysterically.
"Why did you do this to me?" she screamed. "Oh shit!" he replied gruffly. "It wasn't all that bad. Now you hustle your sweet ass into the bathroom and get cleaned up before Congressman Barth gets here. You've got to look sharp to meet the Congressman. He's a very important man."
"B-but, I still don't understand why he wants to see me," she replied plaintively. "What is this all about, anyway?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Jerry replied, slapping her on the ass as she scurried into the bathroom to get washed up.