The flight took five hours. The private jet airplane made a smooth landing at the small air port in Culiacan, Mexico. A black Cadillac limousine was parked at the airport, waiting for them to arrive.
Samuel, Suzanne and Doris stepped into the limousine. Doris was dressed in a sheer halter-top and a pair of tight slacks which Suzanne had given her before the plane landed. She was permitted to sit in one of the jump seats that folded down in front of the back seat. Suzanne sighed and lifted her feet, placing them in Doris' lap. The evil brunette bitch acted as though it were perfectly natural to have Doris hold her feet in her lap. Suzanne and Samuel paid no attention to Doris on the way to their Uncle Barth's estate in the country.
The Cadillac pulled into a side road and drove down the driveway of Congressman Barth's enormous Mexican estate. Doris was quite impressed by the luxurious grounds, and the huge white mansion left her awestruck. She wondered how a Congressman could afford such an expensive mansion. A servant quickly stepped forward and opened the doors of the automobile. They stepped out and walked up the marble steps and through the huge oak door.
Doris was stunned by the expensive furnishings in the huge living-room. Huge paintings hung on the walls. A beautiful grand piano stood in one corner. All of the furniture was covered in purple velvet.
Samuel and Suzanne sat down. Doris stood nearby, uncertain what to do. She looked embarrassed and awkward.
"You sit on the floor," Samuel said, chuckling. "That's where you belong, bitch!"
Doris felt terribly humiliated. But she obeyed, sitting crosslegged on the floor.
Before long, a servant entered and served wine to Samuel and Suzanne, totally ignoring Doris. Her throat was parched, but she knew that it would be unwise to complain.
A handsome, red-haired man entered the living room. He was smiling broadly. "Well, hello there," he said, greeting Suzanne and Samuel.
"God, I didn't know you were here, Senator Hamilton!" Samuel exclaimed. He rushed forward and shook the man's hand.
The Senator walked forward and kissed Suzanne on the cheek. "Nice to see you again, lovely lady," he said. Then, turning to look down at Doris, he said, "Who is this? Another new servant?"
"Yep!" Samuel replied. "You want to show her around the place?"
"Definitely!" Senator Hamilton said. "It'll be my pleasure." He be held out his hand, and Doris took it. He pulled her to her feet. "I'll make sure to show her the room downstairs," he said, winking at Samuel.
"You do that, Senator," Samuel replied.
Together, Doris and Senator Hamilton left the room. He led her down a hallway.
"Senator Hamilton!" Doris exclaimed. "I know you! I saw you on television the other day, on the David Winter Show. You're a famous man. You said that you were planning to run for President!"
"Yep, that's me. The one and only Senator Teddy Hamilton," the man replied proudly. He strode forward confidently.
"I have to tell you what's going on with Samuel and Suzanne," Doris blurted. "And Congressman Barth! They're evil people, perverted and mean!"
Senator Hamilton smiled and gestured for the girl to step through a door at the end of the long corridor. "Let's go downstairs and you can tell me all about it," he said.
Doris went down the steps and entered a large dark room. The room, was so dark that she could barely see her hands in front of her face. Her mind was racing with excitement. Senator Hamilton was her savior! she thought anxiously. She planned to tell him all about how she had been abused and raped by Congressman Barth, his nephew, and his niece. She was certain that the Senator would save her!
Suddenly, Doris felt a steel-studded leather collar being slipped around her neck. She gasped with fear and confusion. What was happening? she wondered. Then, Senator Hamilton flicked a light on, and the room was bathed in a harsh glow. Floodlights beamed down at her from all four corners of the room. As she stood in the middle of the brightly-lit room, she reached for her throat, her fingers running across the thick, steel-studded dog collar which dug into her tender neck. She glanced at the renowned Senator, who attached a leash to the collar. His eyes were glazed. He reached out and ripped off her halter top, pushing the palm of his hand into her tits and shoving her roughly to the floor. He held the end of the leash in his hand, and yanked on it hard, causing her neck to jerk forward. She was pulled to her knees. He stared at her coldly.
"I suppose you were planning on telling me all about my good friends. Is that right?"
"Y-yes!" she stammered. Doris couldn't understand what was happening. Here was the revered Senator Hamilton, standing over her menacingly, holding the end of a leash in his hand, the other end attached to a leather dog collar which was clasped tightly around her neck. "I… I don't understand! What's going on here, anyway?"
"It's really very simple," he said calmly. "You see, Congressman Barth and I own this Mexican estate together. We use it periodically, to escape the rat-race of Washington. We come down here to relax, and work out our frustrations. Even Congressmen and Senators need time off now and then." He gripped her by the chin and pulled her face upward to the level of his crotch. "Pull down icy zipper, bitch! Pull down the zipper of my pants!"
Doris' fingers were trembling, but she managed to grab hold of his zipper and pull it down. She didn't know what Senator Hamilton wanted, but she knew better than to refuse his command. He looked angry and mean!
"That's very good," he said, scrutinizing her carefully, admiring her ripe young body. Her tits were fully exposed to his gaze, and he inspected her lush, upthrust tits approvingly. The Senator was obviously impressed with the well-endowed young girl. There was a lascivious glint in his eyes. "Now, little girl, incidentally, what is your name, anyway?"
"D-Doris Merryweather," she answered meekly, shrugging her bare shoulders.
"Thank you, dear. I always like to know the names of people I'm talking to. Well, now, Doris Merryweather. You are doing very well thus far. Be sure to keep up the good work. Now, slip your little hand into my fly and pull out my prick. You'll do that for me, won't you?"
Doris was taken aback by the gentle, patronizing manner in which the famous Senator Hamilton spoke. Her hand moved automatically, dipping into his fly and taking hold of his flaccid prick. She gently tugged his cock out of his trousers. His cock dangled at his crotch, limp and soft. She was amazed that Senator Hamilton's prick wasn't stiff and hard. All of the other cocks that Doris had seen were as hard and straight as steel pipes. She didn't know how to respond. She held on to the base of his cock with her thumb and forefinger, and his prick drooped like a piece of soft rubber.
"That's real good, Doris," Senator Hamilton said. "Now, cup your hand and rub it across the bottom of my prick. Do that for me, okay?"
Doris did as she was told, cupping her palm and stroking the length of his prick. It didn't take long for the man to respond to her manual caress. His cock came to life, getting a little bit stiffer with every stroke. Doris could tell, that there was an especially sensitive spot on his cock, located just beneath his cock-knob. Whenever she ran her hands across that area of his prick, the skin puffed out and became a little bit redder. She could feel heat emanating from that special place on his cock. He was starting to get turned on!
"Yeah, that's… that's real good, Doris. That feels… feels real… real nice. I like what you're doing. Now, do as I tell you. Take your other hand and grip the base of my prick."
She followed his instructions carefully, gripping the base of his long cock with her free hand. When she touched his prick, the man jerked his hips backward and sighed deeply, taking in a deep breath of air.
"Now, squeeze the base of my cock," he ordered. "Yeah, this is just the way I like to get turned on!"
Doris squeezed the thick base of the man's prick, and he sighed. His prick responded instantly, springing upright, quickly becoming hard. She watched in fascination as his thick, rope-like prick veins pulsed with red-hot blood.
Doris was stunned and amazed as she observed the response of his prick to her deft manual movements. Before long, Senator Hamilton had a stiff, rock-hard cock. It was really exciting to witch the man's cock-stalk respond to her manipulation!
"Unnnnnggggghhhhh! Ummmmmm!" he panted, a lewd smile forming on his handsome features. "That's a real good start, Doris. Now, I'll be good and ready to fuck your pussy whenever I get the urge. But, you see, darling. Congressman Barth and I have this little Mexican hideaway so that we can indulge ourselves in other, more… well, perhaps I should call it more exotic sexual escapades. You understand me, don't you?"
"No!" Doris answered. Doris didn't have the slightest idea what the man was referring to when he spoke of exotic sexual escapades. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?" she asked as she stroked his cock. His prick was really hard, now. His cock stood upright, sticking out and only inches from her face. The thick veins on his prick were filled with rich blood. His balls were beginning to tighten up, constricting as jism began to stir around inside of his ball-sac.
"You'll learn," the man said matter-of-factly. "You'll learn soon enough." He moved back a step, jerking the leash in his hand, pulling her forward. "Over here!"
He dragged her across the floor, scraping her knees, until they reached the corner. Shoving his knee into her back, he knocked her onto the floor. He gripped one of her asscheeks and pried her asshole apart. She screamed. Then, she felt a thick, plastic object burrowing into her puckered asshole.
"Try this ass-plug on for size!" Senator Hamilton snorted. "I'm sure you'll get a kick out of it." He laughed sarcastically as he pulled a leather strap tightly around her waist and buckled it in the back. The leather strap held the butt-plug in place, deep in her steaming, aching asshole.
"Aaaaeeeeeee!" she screamed in agony as she felt the thick, plastic ass-plug rubbing across the walls of her asshole. The pain was excruciating. Her asshole was being brutally violated by an instrument of torture – an ass-plug! Doris had never dreamed that such evil and depraved devices existed. But, the horrible pain which coursed through her asshole was proof! She jerked her hips back and forth, but there was no way to shake out the butt-plug. The belt was pulled tight and buckled, making it impossible for her to escape.
Senator Hamilton looked at the suffering young girl, an evil grin pasted on his handsome face. "You like having that butt-plug stuffed up your asshole, don't you?" he taunted.
"No!" she exclaimed, her face wet with tears. "I… I hate it. Please, take this thing out of my asshole!"
Hamilton wasn't about to listen to her. Not now! It was obvious that he was getting off on her discomfort and agony. His cock was throbbing, lurching forward.
"Now, you're beginning to understand what I was talking about when I mentioned my exotic sexual preferences. You see, darling girl, both Congressman Barth and I enjoy torturing young girls like you. We get our kicks that way!"
His face was a mask of lust and decadence. He smirked at the girl, savoring the pain that she felt as the butt-plug slid deep into her asshole. Doris soon discovered that whenever she moved, the butt-plug moved, too – ripping into her tender and tortured asshole!
"Please, take this awful thing out of my asshole," she begged. "It… it hurts so bad. Everytime I move, it hurts even more."
Doris could tell that the Senator wasn't in any mood for pity. In fact, she soon realized that the man enjoyed watching her suffer.
The Senator laughed sadistically and walked over to the wall. Doris watched carefully and winced as she saw that the wall of the room was lined with a vast assortment of whips and paddles. This room was especially, designed as a torture chamber! From the looks of the place, there was no telling what the evil Senator Hamilton might do to her.
The man chose a long, thin birch cane. Stepping forward, he took a deep breath and brought, the birch cane down, slashing across her taut tits. Her nipples became hard and pointed. She let out a low, painful moan and twisted her body, trying to evade the slashing cane. She rolled over, but Hamilton caught her asscheeks with a swift, thrashing stroke, ripping into her taut ass-flesh. She writhed about in pain, yelping piteously.
"Owwwwwww! Aaaaaiiieeeee!" she shrieked as she rolled about on the floor.
She was almost out of the man's range, but he stepped down on the end of the leash. The leather tightened and Doris' neck was snapped back. She felt a sharp pain. Her bones cracked loudly as she was yanked to a stop.
"Aaaaaghhhhh! Owwwwwww!" she screamed, unable to keep quiet as the birch cane ripped across her nipples, causing her tits to turn crimson and throb with pain. She tried to turn away, but the leather collar was attached to the hash which the man held firmly in his fist.
"I love it! I love to see young girls wriggle and writhe about when I whip them!" Hamilton exclaimed enthusiastically. "This is great! This is the most fun I've had in years!" He rained blows down on the writhing young beauty, slashing each of her tits with the birch cane, causing her intense pain.
Her tears flowed freely down her face as she tried to evade the blows of the slashing, birch whip. There was no escaping the wicked blows which flicked brutally across her tender, aching nipples. She jerked backward on her ass to avoid the cane, but what happened was worse than getting whipped across her the. The butt-plug came into contact with the floor and rammed even deeper into her ravaged asshole.
"Aaaaaiieeee!" she yelped. She had never felt such horrible agony. Her asshole was plugged full. She moaned as the agonizing pain in her asshole was superseded by a slashing blow from the birch whip that landed a direct hit on her nipples, sending her into a frenzy of aching torment.
"Now, I'm ready to fuck you, you little cunt." Senator Hamilton snarled, his eyes wide with anxious anticipation. "I'm going to rape your young pussy, bitch! Look at my cock! It's nice and hard and ready to fuck your cunt! Look at it!"
The Senator looked deranged. The very sight of the man scared Doris half to death. His forehead was lined with droplets of sweat. Nothing could stop him now. He was eager to fuck her, to rape her cunt, to make her scream and writhe about beneath his powerful cock-thrusts. She could tell by the look of lust on his face that he was planning to rape her brutally. His prick throbbed mightily, growing bigger and bigger as he moved forward.
"I'm ready, bitch! I'm going to fuck your little pussy!"
She shook her head, twisting over on her side to relieve the pressure from the butt-plug that impaled her raw asshole. The last thing that she wanted was to be raped by Senator Hamilton. Only a few minutes before, the man's cock had been soft and flaccid. But now his prick was standing up proudly, pulsing with hot blood!
He bent down on his knees beside her and leaned over, placing his mouth on her tit. Without warning, he opened his mouth, bared his teeth and bit down on her nipple.
"Owwwwwww!" she yelped as pain shot through her.
The Senator lifted one leg and placed it between her ripe, creamy thighs. With his knee, he pried her thighs apart, exposing her tight cunt.
"Now I've got you right where I want you, bitch!" he snorted, reaching out and slipping his hand between her quivering legs. He ran his hands up her thighs until his palm tested on her pussy-mound. His fingers ran through her soft, blonde cunt-hairs. Then, he ran his thumb across her partially hidden clit.
"Yeah, you're going to like this, you little cunt." His thumb rubbed into her cunt-lips, which instantly became wet and slick with pussy-juice.
"Ohhhhhh! Don't… don't touch me there," Doris complained, breathlessly. Her cunt was instinctively responding to the man's tingling manual caress. She hadn't expected this to happen. She despised the nasty Senator, and the last thing in the world she wanted to do was get turned on by his lewd finger-fucking.
"I'll touch your pussy if I want to. And there isn't a damn thing you can do to stop me, bitch!" he snarled lewdly. He pumped his thumb deep into her cunt, purposely scraping his thumbnail across her clit.
"Mmmmmm…! I don't know what's happening to me!" she muttered, gasping loudly, tingling sensations filling her damp pussy. Her cunt was getting wet with pussy-nectar.
At the same time, the evil butt-plug rubbed deep into her tortured asshole, raking across the walls of her ass-channel which rippled with excitement sexual excitement!
Senator Hamilton pulled his thumb out of her pussy. He replaced his thumb with the tip of his cock. His bloated cock-knob pressed between the folds of her juicy cunt-lips. The man chuckled with glee as he pushed and prodded his lengthy, hard cock-shaft into her cunt.
"Nooooooo!" Doris shrieked, crawling backwards on her heels and elbows, trying to escape the Senator's rapier-like cock-thrusts. But, she soon discovered that the more she wriggled her hips, the deeper the vicious, unyielding butt-plug burrowed into her aching asshole.
"Yes, indeed!" the Senator growled, ramming forward so that his cock sliced hard and fast into her tight cunt. "I'm going to fuck you silly, you little slut!"
Doris whipped her head back and forth, gurgling, her lips foaming with saliva. There was no escaping the man's torrid prick as it sluiced into her pussy. She gritted her teeth and tried to endure the pain of the ass-plug. She felt so degraded and humiliated – like a cheap whore! But, now that the man's prick began to pulsate in her tight cunt, she could feel her passion rising. Cunt-juice was churning up in her boiling pussy, stirred up by the man's cock-stalk.
The Senator was going crazy, grunting and groaning, fucking her tight young pussy with powerful cock-thrusts. The man was in a massive frenzy of passion.
And Doris was responding to the fucking! Her pussy was tingling with hot, sensual excitement. Her clit became engorged with blood and throbbed into erection as the man's lengthy cock-shaft rubbed across it. It didn't make much sense, but the crude man was stirring up passionate feelings in her hot cunt! She clenched the firm muscles in her pussy, clamping down on his prick-shaft, holding the man's cock a prisoner in her tight, vise-like pussy. When she tightened her cunt-muscles, her rectal muscles clenched, too – causing intense pain in her impaled asshole. But, rather than flinch and cry with pain, she moaned and gasped with pleasure?
"Ohhhhhhh! This is unreal! It… it's beginning to feel… weird!" she gasped. She sucked in a lungful of air, which rushed to her brain, giving her renewed strength. She was writhing around beneath the man's powerful cock-thrusts, her hair flailing about, whipping the floor. The sounds of moaning, groaning and grunting fillet the strange room, reverberating off of the thick concrete walls. Her body was entwined with Hamilton's, growing damp with perspiration as they both got caught up in the frenzied fucking. Pain mixed with pleasure in her cunt and in her asshole. She jerked forward to meet his prick as it slammed mightily into her pussy, raking pleasure from her erect and spasming clit.
"Jesus! You sure are a hot little devil! My good old buddy, Barth, was sure right about you! He said that you were a good fuck, and he was right! Damn! I hope they decide to keep you around for a while!"
His face was contorted, a mask of lust and shameless sexual passion as he jerked his hips forward, his prick bobbing and lurching inside of her tight young cunt. He was fucking her with rapid cock-thrusts, wriggling his hips lewdly, working his prick deeper and deeper into her cunt. Senator Hamilton fucked her like a man possessed grunting and moaning, his voice high and shrill.
"Unnnggghhh! Ummmppppphhhhh! Love to fuck! Love to fuck you, bitch!"
"Ohhhhhhh!" Doris gasped as the man's prick sliced into her wet, hot cunt.
This man has such a strange look on his face, she thought. And, she really didn't understand what he was referring to when he spoke of keeping her around for awhile. What else would they do to her? she wondered, her mind thoroughly confused by the strange happenings that had overwhelmed her since she had been accosted in Central Park by Congressman Barth. Now, she was being held captive at some strange estate in Culiacan, Mexico, being raped by a world-famous U.S. Senator in a dungeon-like basement inside a huge, elegant mansion! So much had happened to her in only two days. It was too much to concentrate on at the moment!
The only thing that didn't confuse her at the moment was the delicious sensations that welled up in her cunt, causing her clit to tingle with thrilling delight. She was bound to reach an all-consuming orgasm if Hamilton kept fucking her with his rock hard prick. In fact, she was counting on it! More than anything, she wanted to come. She worked the muscles in her pussy, clamping down hard on the man's turgid cock-shaft, reveling in the thrills that corned through her pussy. She worked hard, clenching and loosening the muscles in her cunt, writhing and jerking about, bucking to increase the wondrous sensations of his cock-stabs into her heated cunt. She worked hard to attain one main goal – a gut-wrenching climax that would end her worries, if only for a mind-bending moment!
She needed sexual relief, and she needed it now! Still, she was plagued with fears, distraught with emotion, wondering what the Senator meant when he had spoken earlier, saying that he hoped that they would keep her at the Mexican estate. Again, she thought, what on earth would they do with her?
"Unnnggghhhhh! I'm gonna come any second now! Hang on, my little bitch! Hang on tight!"
Doris smiled through tight lips. She wasn't going anywhere. She was staying on for the end of the fucking, hoping far her orgasm, which she knew was on its way. Her pussy rippled with pleasure, boiling and flaming with passionate sexual fire. Hot curds of cunt-juice formed at the opening to her cunt, foaming and steaming around the base of the man's thick prick.
"Yesssssss! Ohhhhhhh, I'm gonna come, too!" she moaned enthusiastically, savoring the wonderful sensations that poured through her loins. It wouldn't take long now! She would soon climax!
The Senator reared back and cocked his hips. Then, he took a deep breath and plunged his prick deep into her cunt-balls deep! His prick hammered into her cunt with the force of a fist, beating its way along her constricted cunt-walls. When he was at the end of his powerful, long cock thrust, Senator Hamilton stiffened, held his hips in place, and came. His load of jism spurted through his piss-slit and shot into her rippling pussy, washing through her cunt-walls and bathing her clit in sticky, gooey cum.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhh! Ohhhhh, yeah! I love it! Aaaaaggggghhhhh!" the man shrieked.
A split-second later, Doris came. "Aaaiiieee!" she cried as her orgasm racked through her. The thrilling sensation started in her throbbing clit, rushed through her deep pussy and delivered the fabulous sexual message to her brain. She jerked her lower torso forward just as he was coming down on her with all of his weight. His prick impaled her pussy, which clenched automatically around his bloated, hard cock-shaft. "Aaaaaiiiieeee!" she wailed again, feeling a second powerful orgasm rack her body, spilling helter skelter through her cunt as she writhed about in ecstasy, savoring the thrilling moment of erotic bliss and fulfilled sexual desire. Her cunt was satisfied, the wonderful climax extinguishing the fire that had engulfed her tight, well-fucked pussy.
She lay back and reined in calm repose, oblivious to the butt-plug which dug deep into her tortured asshole. Her mind was at ease for the first time in two days!
"Ummmmmmm, that was delicious, Doris," Senator Hamilton said, rolling off of the girl's naked body. He stretched out on the floor beside her, breathing heavily, completely satisfied with the fucking. His handsome face was flushed a bright red, glowing with a healthy sheen. "Yeah, shit! I sure hope Samuel and Suzanne decide to keep you around this place. You made my vacation trip worthwhile. I'll look forward to fucking you everytime I come to Mexico."
"How often is that?" Doris inquired, trying to open up a warm conversation. She wanted to have Senator Hamilton on her side. At this point, she would nurture any possible ally. She needed friends badly. Besides, Senator Hamilton seemed to appreciate her, if only sexually.
"Oh, I usually come down here to relax every month. I always enjoy myself. As a Senator, I'm under a lot of pressure in Washington. And," he added, scowling, "the fucking press keeps a close watch on what I do. I can't take a fucking shit without some reporter standing outside the bathroom. Sons of bitches really piss me off." He shook his head disdainfully.
Doris knew that this was the right time to pump the Senator for information. Her face brightened perceptively as she continued the conversation, speaking in animated tones. "That must, be terrible, Senator Hamilton," she said.
"Yeah, it is terrible. It's like I'm always under surveillance. I hate it. But," he said, smiling, "I always enjoy my trips down here. The problem is, Samuel is in charge here, and he seldom keeps a new girl for very long."
Now, Doris was really interested. "What happens to them?" she asked, innocently.
"I'm not really sure," Senator Hamilton answered. "Congressman Barth and his nephew Samuel both have told me not to worry about it. They claim that I would be better off not knowing what happens to girls like yourself who are brought down here. I've heard a few little tidbits, but I can't put it all together. Actually, I think they're right. I am better off not knowing. I do wonder, though." The lawmaker looked perplexed. He was obviously thinking long and hard about the few clues that he had stored away in his brain. "I guess," he continued, "I just never really cared too much before. But, now that you're involved, maybe I ought to take a greater interest. You're a swell kid. How old are you, anyway?"
"I'm still a teenager."
"Damn! You are young!" he exclaimed. "Christ, I really do want them to keep you around. I love young girls!"
Doris was flabbergasted that the man felt no remorse at fucking her and sticking the ass-plug up her asshole so cruelly. But, no matter. She wanted to know what Samuel was up to, and where all of the girls had disappeared. She was really frightened, not knowing what might happen to her. "Well," she said, "maybe we can piece together the information that you know."
Senator Hamilton's eyes brightened as he dredged his brain for information, recalling the clues that he remembered only vaguely. "Well, I remember them talking about fuck shows. And some nightclub called Mogul's Late-Nite Cafe. But, that's all I can remember for now."
"Geez, that's not much help, is it?" Doris added. She tried to comprehend the clues, to piece them together and figure out the puzzle. Sex shows and Mogul's Late-Nite Cafe. What did it all mean?