"Please, Mr. Bondman, please! You can't… you just can't!" Ginny wriggled helplessly as he held her pinned tightly to the cushions, squatting victoriously over her writhing young body, his immense balls brushing her flat, smooth belly, his thick knob of a cock beginning to swell and harden as it dangled from beneath the roll of obscene fat that circled his hairy abdomen.
"C'mon, honey, stop playing hard to get," leered Marty, gripping his hardening prick in his right hand. "You and I both know you want it, so why don't we quit playing games?"
"No! You've got it all wrong," cried Ginny, her eyes wide with fear. "I don't want to! I don't!"
Bondman eased his bulky form forward, sliding his naked crotch over the young girl's belly until his heavy balls dangled right between her bulging, quivering breasts. Her pink, crinkly nipples jutted straight up at him as he looked her over, and the soft curve of her tits rested against his thighs as he straddled her, pinning her between his thick legs as he knelt on the sofa cushion.
He pushed the fleshy, soft mounds of her ripe breasts tightly together with his thighs, squeezing the rubbery trunk of his throbbing prick between her warm, resilient tits. A barely audible sigh of pleasure escaped his lips as he felt the soft, yielding flesh of her young breasts caress the sensitive length of his rapidly swelling shaft, urging the slumbering beast into purple, blood-filled hardness until the swollen bulbous tip poked stiffly against her chest, hidden between the soft mounds of her bare breasts.
"That's it, old boy… Just keep growing like that, harder and harder… thicker and thicker… we'll show this young uppity bitch a thing or two!"
Suddenly, his rigid spear sprang from its hiding place between her fleshy mounds, and shot out like an arrow from his flabby, hair-covered loins. Still gripping it tightly in his right hand, he pulled back the sheath of flesh that covered the purple, throbbing head, and it poked free with a moist plopping sound. He squeezed the hard shaft of his penis tightly, and the bulbous tip swelled with deep purple fullness, distending until it was twice its normal size, and pulsing with eagerness just a few inches from Ginny's frightened eyes.
Tears trickled from her closed lids as she struggled vainly to shut out this awful, degrading nightmare she found herself trapped in. She hoped – she prayed – for a miracle; that this horrible moment might end as suddenly as it had begun. But she knew it was hopeless – she was completely at the mercy of this drooling madman, and whatever he wanted of her, she would have to surrender. Her mind reeled at the thought of ever facing Fred again; how could she even look him in the eye after this!
"Oh, please, Mr. Bondman! Please… just let me get dressed and go… We'll forget all about the job. Just let me go. Please!"
Marty grinned with a leer that covered his whole flabby face. "You can go, sweetie. And the job's yours."
Ginny opened her eyes, nearly afraid to believe her own ears. "What did you say? Did you mean it!?"
Marty aimed his huge swollen shaft at her face like a weapon. "Sure, baby… Just as soon as you suck my dick. Suck it real good just one time, and the job's yours."
It took a full second for his words to register on her twisted, confused brain, but when they did, they slammed into her like a ton of steel. "No! No! You're out of your mind! I won't do it! I won't!" she screamed, struggling with all her strength to free her naked body from his viselike grip. But his thick, hairy thighs pinned her like glue to the sofa – she was powerless to escape him no matter how hard she tried.
Then she remembered something she'd learned from an ex-Marine she'd once dated – hit him where he was most vulnerable. Gritting her teeth and summoning all her meager courage, she slammed her tightened fist into his balls with all her strength, smashing her hand all the way into his crotch.
"Aaaaagggghhhh!" he gasped, clutching at his painfully throbbing testicles with both hands, releasing for an instant his grip on her.
But that fleeting instant was all Ginny needed. Like a serpent, she slithered quickly out from under the awesome weight of the naked man and flung her legs toward the floor.
Snapping to her feet, she grabbed her clothes and bolted for the door, trailing undergarments behind her in a mindless dash for safety. Nothing mattered except getting as much distance between him and her as she could.
Nearly stumbling as she cleared the worn carpet and reached the closed door in three bounding leaps, Ginny reached for the doorknob… Locked!!
"You stupid Goddamn bitch!" roared Marty, still clutching his pained groin. "You're locked in! What'ya think about that? Maybe you're not as smart as you thought, huh? You could have gotten out easy, but not now. I'm gonna fix you good for this!"
He staggered clumsily to his feet and came toward her, his eyes squinting with menacing viciousness. "You Goddamn teasing little bitch! Come here!"
Ginny was too frightened to run; she cowered before him, awkwardly covering her sparse, dark V-shaped mound and the pink points of her young breasts. "Please… p-p-please… I'm sorry… I didn't mean it… please," she whimpered weakly, her lips trembling as she spoke.
"And you can cut out that shit, too," muttered Marty, grabbing her by the wrist and shoving her roughly back toward the sofa. "Get over there!" he bellowed.
Ginny sat timidly on the edge of the sofa, her knees clamped in ludicrous modesty as the naked, stubby man advanced on her. Her arms were folded across her chest.
Marty grabbed her painfully by the shoulder, squeezing the tender flesh in his tight grip, and shoved her to the floor in a kneeling position. Ginny offered no resistance; she had learned her lesson, and she couldn't afford to enrage him any more than he already was.
He pulled her head toward his brushy loins, smashing her face flat against his limp cock.
"Mmmmmmffff…" She could barely open her mouth to speak, as he held her crushed against his prick, her lips touching the smooth rubbery head of his manhood.
Her stomach tightened nauseously as she tasted the salty tanginess of his prick crammed against her quivering lips; she'd never touched a man's penis with her lips, not even Fred's. It was something that had never come up in their lovemaking; maybe if they'd been together longer before he had to go overseas it might have been different. The burning knot of nausea in her stomach grew larger and threatened to make her violently sick, but she fought it bravely, determined not to add to her humiliation. Tears of abject degradation and helpless surrender streamed down her flushed cheeks as she realized she was about to be forced to do this lurid act with a total stranger; with Fred, in their own lovemaking, it would not have seemed so despicable. But with this awful, filthy man it became an act of total debasement, beyond anything she would have dreamed possible.
"You know what to do with it, baby," growled Marty, gripping her shoulder-length auburn hair tightly between the fingers of both his hands and twisting until her mouth opened in searing pain. "Suck it, cunt! Suck it! Suck it real good, and use that sweet little tongue of yours to clean it nice and slick."
Ginny tried to beg one last time for mercy, but when her lips parted, his bulky cock was quickly shoved between them, filling her tiny mouth with its fleshy length. He rammed it forward with a sudden snap of his pelvis, and her cheeks hollowed to accommodate its full size as it began to swell and harden quickly in the warm, wet confines of her mouth.
"Lick it clean, bitch!" he ordered, "Lick it till it's nice and hard. And if you're real good, you'll get an extra treat." She glanced up at him with soulful, pleading brown eyes, but the menacing smirk streaked across his face told her there was no hope left.
Instinctively, she tried to keep her tongue from touching his obscene member, but she found it impossible as the thick shaft continued to swell in the warm moistness of her mouth.
His fingers tightened once again in her thick hair. "Lick it, I told you! Lick it real nice!"
Timidly, Ginny touched her virginal tongue to the throbbing head of his fleshy cock, afraid of what response it might bring. She sickened at the mere thought of his hot, seething semen emptying into her throat – she tried to keep those thoughts out of her mind.
Filled with hot blood, the swollen knob grew even larger as her tongue reluctantly caressed the thick length of his prick, swirling it in the warm juices of her mouth.
As it seemed to grow ever longer and thicker, Ginny was suddenly terribly frightened. And this time her fright was very physical and very real.
It's going to choke me… I know it will! This horrible thing will go right down my throat and I won't be able to breathe!
Without a hint of warning, Marty suddenly pulled his long, heavy prick from Ginny's ovaled lips with a quick jerk of his loins. Ginny looked up at her captor with wide-eyed wonderment as his long shaft slipped from between her moist, clasping lips in a gleaming, hard length that amazed her when she saw how much her untried mouth had been able to contain.
"Surprised, bitch?" sneered Marty, holding his huge cock in his left hand so that the distended tip brushed her lips. "Well, don't be. I just decided I'll take a rain check on my blow job. You've got some nice little pussy between those pretty legs of yours, and I aim to have me some. What'ya say, you gonna do it my way, or have I got to get rough?"
Ginny looked straight at the floor, too humiliated to return his evil stare. "I… I can't fight you anymore, Mr. Bondman. I'll do whatever you say." The words were weak and hoarse, and her voice cracked with fear as she surrendered completely to his lurid designs. Ginny knew her only way out was to give this terrible man what he wanted, and get away as soon as she could. She couldn't begin to think about anything beyond that – like how she could ever hope to continue being Mrs. Fred Dennison, or even how she could bring herself to tell her husband or anyone else about this horrible thing that was happening to her.
"Get up here on the sofa… on your knees," he ordered, and Ginny shamefully obeyed, still unable to look her merciless master in the eye. She shivered involuntarily as she lowered her naked form to the sofa cushions, flat on her belly.
Marty looked over his choice prize appraisingly, taking in very slowly the incredible ripe youthfulness of her naked body – the tantalizing magnetism this young delicacy seemed to possess. Her twin, firm buttocks were clenched tightly, like a velvet fist, concealing the forbidden orifice of her puckered anus, as her tightly clamped thighs hid the juicy softness of her tender young slit.
You can keep it all to yourself right now, baby, but not for long… I'm coming in there whether you like it or not!
"Up on your knees!" he barked. "I want to see that brown little eye looking at me!"
Ginny obeyed, cringing at his horrible, evil words, but resigned to her wretched plight. Oh, God… why did I ever come to this awful place! Please, please let this all be a terrible dream… Let me wake up and find this nightmare ended!
Marty gripped her firm young buttocks with both hands, and spread the deep crevice of her ass with his thumbs, opening up to his unobstructed view the taut, muscular ring of her tiny cringing anus and the warm, moist pink softness of her vaginal cleft, her fleshy, puckered lips spread ever so slightly in a tempting display of feminine appeal.
Ginny's whole body tensed like a coiled spring, in horrified anticipation of the bruising pain she expected to slam into her at any moment.
But she wasn't prepared for what happened next – pain, she would have been ready for, but not this…
Marty skillfully spread the soft, pink flanges of her young pussy, opening wide the warm, moist lips and brushing aside the downy pussyhairs that lined the sides of her damp crevice. When the narrow slit was spread wide for his amusement, exposing the puckered edges of her cunt, Marty lowered his head to the fragrant lips, catching the young girl completely by surprise.
Her body cracked like a whip as his tongue made its first, electric contact with the sensitive, nerve-filled flesh of her vulnerable vaginal lips.
"N-no… please," she gasped, her lips trembling as Marty's tongue probed her forbidden regions deftly, bringing shivers of wicked delight that coursed unwanted over her naked flesh in involuntary spasms, completely beyond her control. She blushed bright red with embarrassment, humiliated that this total stranger, this awful man, could bring such a lascivious response from her rebellious body, and that she was powerless to stop it.
Marty opened her young, moist cuntal furrow wide with his thumbs, and burrowed his tongue and lips in the warm slit, poking into her deepest hidden crevices, each worming probe bringing a new quiver of helplessness to her naked form. Her breasts were smashed against the sofa, beneath her kneeling form, and her lovely buttocks were shoved upward invitingly, unprotected and vulnerable to his lustful plundering.
"Oh, please… this is so awful… please stop… please," begged Ginny, her face awash with stinging tears, "I don't want to… please!"
Don't want to, my ass! She's just like all the rest, thought Marty, in a couple of minutes she'll be begging me for it!
He knew he was good with his tongue – enough women had told him so, and he knew this snotty little bitch was no different from the others. His eyes squinted with wanton anticipation as he thought of his aching prick pounding into this ripe young bitch's pussy, filling her sex-starved, empty belly with his hot, scalding sperm… reaming her tight little hole like she'd never had it before…
Furrowing his nose into the moist juiciness of her pussy-hole, Marty fastened his teeth ever so gently on her tiny sensitive clitoris. He knew he'd found it when her whole naked buttocks suddenly quivered violently, sending a ripple of lewd, sinful pleasure shivering along her spine. Ginny felt her small pink nipples suddenly grow hard, poking painfully into the rough fabric of the sofa cushion beneath her breasts.
Oh, my God, what's happening to me… What kind of an animal is he making me? I'm no better than this filthy beast! I can't help myself! I can't stop this awful burning that's raging inside me!
Marty teasingly rolled the tiny bud of her throbbing clitoris between his partially clenched teeth, feeling the little nub harden and swell as he tauntingly nibbled at it, licking it roughly with his tongue as Ginny squirmed to escape the agonizing assault on her naked loins. She tried vainly to clench her firm buttock's cheeks together, hoping she could shut off his salacious attack, but he held her fleshy half-moons tightly in his grip, and his fingers bit into her flesh painfully when she tried to pull away, leaving bright red welts between his digits that criss-crossed her ivory buttocks.
Ginny's eyes were tightly shut, still the tears streamed like rain down her cheeks. Oh, Fred I need you so much! Oh, God, how I wish you were here, Fred! You'd get me out of this! You'd know how to handle this evil man!
But as those very thoughts raced across her tortured mind, Ginny began to be shatteringly aware of a new sensation of lewd burning desire ravaging her insides – a raging-hot flame that seemed to roar from her ravished loins into her belly – a flame fanned with seven long months without a man – a flame she'd tried so hard, so very, very hard to suppress.
Oh, no, please God! Don't let this awful thing happen to me!
Marty chuckled to himself as her naked hips began to slowly and involuntarily grind in a quiet, steady rhythm, making tiny concentric circles as he nibbled voraciously on her throbbing clitoris.
"Oooooooohh… please… pleeeaaasssseee!" she moaned, her mouth half-open, her eyes still tightly shut. The tears had ceased to stream down her reddened cheeks, and her head was tossed back, her auburn hair trailing over her bare shoulders and onto her back. "Please stop! I can't stand it! I can't stand it!"
I'll bet this is the first time she's ever been eaten, laughed Marty. Well, I'll have to do a real good job!
Pleased with himself, he stepped up the pace of his hungry ravishment of her treasured crevice, his tongue alternating between the pulsing nub of her clitoris and the sensitive, fleshy flanges of her burning young pussy. He had a tight grip on her, holding her firmly in place, and he could feel her naked body shivering spasmodically as her hips ground faster and faster back against his swirling tongue.
Ginny's quivering, naked ass ground harder and faster as she shoved her hips back to meet his tongue's delicious probing; though she fought it with every particle of resistance her reeling brain could muster, she knew she was rapidly losing control.
"Oh, damn… it feels so good! Oh, I can't take any more! Please!" she choked, rivulets of perspiration running down her spine and draining down the widespread furrow of her buttocks.
Marty knew he had her right where he wanted her; she was his to do with as he pleased – nothing could stop him now.
With one last electrifying nibble, he released his tormenting grip on her lust-swollen clitoris, and raised his head to look over his helpless captive one more time. Her whole body continued to shiver, her hips grinding in their same, steady rhythm, and a low mournful gasp slipped from her throat.
"Oooooohhh, please… don't stop…" she moaned unconsciously. "Don't stop now! I was almost there!"
His face smeared with a leering grin, Marty brought his ominous shaft up into position, poised at the fleshy entrance to her hot, moist passage, the blood-filled knob brushing the pink softness of her hair-lined vaginal flanges just slightly.
Ginny's whirling mind suddenly snapped back to a fleeting jolt of frightening reality, and she realized only too well how close she was to consciously giving herself to this man. "No! Not that… I won't let you! I won't!" she screamed.
Heedless of her tortured pleas, Marty buried his thick, hardened prick to its hairy base in the warm wetness of her pussy-tunnel, ramming it to the hilt with one snap of his hips. The soft pink walls rippled aside in waves of delicious ecstasy as his thick shaft filled her young passage completely, spreading her fleshy vaginal lips wide as he rammed his eager cock deep into her belly.
"Oooooowwww!!" she moaned, her tender passage on fire as his huge cudgel pierced her painfully, impaling her agonizingly on his heavy spear. "Oh, please… Please!"
Her cries were like fuel for the fire that Marty could feel in his own loins, and he slammed his bulky cock into her narrow, constrictive passage again and again.
Christ, what a tight little pussy! I'd swear she was cherry if she hadn't been married! Oh, baby, you're too much… Too much!
With both hands, he reached around her soft thighs and grabbed her bare legs, lifting her slightly for an even better angle. He heard her gasp for breath as his hard prick drove even deeper into the innocent depths of her young, quivering belly; he could tell he was in virgin territory, and it made him feel good to know her old man was less endowed, unable to find just the right spot way down in the bottom of her tight young pussy to drive her out of her mind. She was undeniably his now, and he aimed to give her a fucking she'd never forget!
"Come on, baby, back up on it! Suck it up in there real nice!" he shouted.
His words made the forbidden, lascivious excitement seem even more intense, and she found herself grinding back harder and harder onto his thick impaling shaft, rocking her naked hips from side to side as his cock burrowed deeper and deeper in her defenseless womb. Every inward thrust brought new ripples of wicked desire coursing through her ravaged body. Her breasts were crushed nearly flat beneath her, but her smooth rounded buttocks still waved high in the air, grinding upward to meet his plundering lunges with slow, delicious movements of her own.
His swollen, throbbing prick felt like a baseball bat shoved up inside her stretched, tender passage, but there was no longer any searing pain – just overwhelming waves of undiluted animal passion that swept over her in a warm surging tide.
Marty reached under her flat, sweat-soaked pelvis, and lifted her higher, slamming his stiff, aching penis deeper and deeper in the forbidden sanctuary of her tight, lust-moistened channel. His fleshy spear slipped in and out of her clasping sheath easily, well lubricated with her thermal juices that seeped from her puckered pussy-lips and trickled down her smooth, supple thighs.
He rocked his hips back, pulling his stiff member from her clutching tunnel until only the bulbous tip remained between her taut, stretched pussy-lips. Like a hungry, greedy mouth, her moist fleshy lips held the swelled knob of his cock tightly inside the warm shelter of her moist, cuntal passage, reluctantly allowing the glistening shaft of his long, thick penis to slide from their voracious grip. There could be no doubt about it now – she was his, and only seconds away from complete and lascivious abandonment.
"Oh, God… don't stop! Don't stop! That's it… Harder… Harder…! HARDER!! PLEASE HARDER!"
Marty knew the end was close, and with every ounce of strength left in his body, he pounded violently into her young, eager pussy, gritting his teeth and tightly clenching the muscles of his buttocks in a desperate effort to hold back the seething flood filling his balls so painfully he thought they'd explode.
Just one more deep, grinding thrust… one more!
"Oh, damn… I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Don't stop! Don't stop! Aaaaaagggghhhhh…! Oooooooooohhhhhh…" she chanted unconsciously below him.
Marty slammed his hairy, sweat-drenched pelvis against her wildly grinding buttocks, burying his throbbing prick right up to the hilt in the wet, juicy furrow of her greedily clasping cunt, and with a loud, gasping cry of relief, felt his hot, surging sperm course along the length of his painfully swollen cock and explode in a torrent of hot, sticky liquid far up into her belly, filling her young, hungry hole for the first time in seven long, agonizing months.
Ginny felt her muscles loosen from her toes right up to her head, as the surging throes of her climax ran their devastating course, her ravished passage hungrily gulping up every precious drop of the man's life-giving load as it pumped into her in spurt after spurt of hot, searing ecstasy.
He released his grip on her thighs, dropping her back onto the sofa, and she fell forward, collapsing in a heaving, gasping heap across the tattered cushions.
Marty's rapidly deflating prick slipped from her taut, juice-soaked sheath with a lewd sucking sound as she fell forward, leaving behind a trail of sticky white semen that dangled for a moment from the end of his rubbery knob, hanging lifelessly between his bulky, hair-covered thighs, then dripped onto the sofa in a tiny wet puddle.
He reached for his undershorts, and wiped his limp prick clean with them, blotting up the lurid mixture of his own sperm and Ginny's love-juices from his dangling, leathery balls and tossing the soiled undergarment aside.
"Baby, the job's yours if you want it," he said after a long pause. "I'll see to that."
Ginny pulled herself up from the sofa, and collected her clothes from the floor where they'd fallen, moving slowly and gingerly to ease the throbbing pain between her legs.
Oh, God, what have I done! What has happened to me!? Have I turned into some sort of tramp? Oh, how will I ever tell Fred about this? I'll die first! I'll die!