Richard rolled Linda to her stomach and kicked her legs apart. He again tied her wrists and ankles to the bedposts, but this time gave her a little slack.
Linda looked over her shoulder and gasped. His prick was rock-hard, slapping his stomach. The look in his eye was even more animal-like than before. Her guts constricted suddenly.
"Please don't fuck my asshole again," she whimpered. "I… I… it hurt so much."
"Really?" Richard said sarcastically. "You're breaking my heart, bitch."
Linda turned back and buried her face in the dank, smelly mattress, waiting for the horrible assault to begin again. As tears stung her cheeks, she felt herself yanked to her knees, then felt the smooth end of his cock slip between her thighs. She flinched, squinted her eyes.
"Hey, baby, don't tighten. Up on me," Richard cooed, placing his hands on her hips. "What's the matter? You afraid of a little doggy-fucking?"
"Doggy-fucking?" Linda repeated, wondering what new sort of torture this would be.
"Yeah," Richard smiled, leaning over her body. "Dip it right in your pussy like this until you bark."
Relief swept through Linda's body, realizing that he wasn't going to screw her asshole. In fact, the idea of that slab of prick grinding away in her cunt inflamed her with desire. She wouldn't, however, give him the satisfaction of knowing that fact. She remained silent, again waiting for the feel of his prick, but this time with pleasure.
"I'll just bet this little pussy hole of yours is a cherry," Richard grunted, easing the tip of his cock inside her cunt. "Ever had a big dick fucking you before?"
"I'm… I'm not a virgin," Linda said softly. At least it would be a small victory for her. "I've had lots of… real men."
"Real men?" Richard asked, stopping all movement. "Meaning?"
"Just get it over with, OK?" Linda said, realizing she'd gone too far.
"I'll show you a real man, baby," the boy said, gritting his teeth. He took a deep breath and plunged the entire length of his prick inside her pussy. "How's… that, you little whore?"
"Oh… God!" Linda cried out as a mixture of pleasure and pain seared into her pussy. "You're… so big…"
"Damn right," the boy said, kissing the back of her neck. "And you'd better get used to it, too. I'm gonna drill you all fucking night and all day tomorrow."
Linda suddenly became terrified. No one knew where she was, and it could be days before anyone located her. By then it might be too late. And she had heard of a girl who was abducted and fucked to death. Would this happen to her? Her cunt wasn't used to such a massive cock, and she hadn't even done it that many times. She tensed, causing her pussy to mold itself tightly around his prick.
"Ah, that's good," Richard, gasped. "Suck on it with your cunt, bitch. Just like you did all those real men."
The boy withdrew his prick with some effort, then hammered back inside. As he twisted his ass around, he kissed from her neck to her shoulders. After leaving her flesh glistening with his warm spit, he nuzzled his face under her arm and turned her slightly to one side.
When Linda felt his hot, sucking mouth on her breast, she gave a low, throaty groan of pleasure. He might be cruel and a bastard, but he sure knew how to suck tit. His teeth scraped just the right areas, his tongue lapped like an angry snake.
"Oh… that's good," she said, in spite of herself. "Eat me and fuck me, stud."
Richard gobbled further down her breast and bit into the delicate flesh.
As he did, he humped upward and forward at the same time, pushing even part of the skin of his balls inside her swollen, greasy crack. He tightened the grip of his hands on her hips, squeezing the flesh with his fingers until his knuckles turned white.
"Like this?" he murmured. "Hmmmmmm, you like a good fucking?"
"Oh… yes," Linda said. She still hated herself for allowing her body to react to his caresses, his delicious fucking, but she couldn't help it. It was as if her mind and body had separated. One was screaming for her to lash out, to hate him, the other for her to move with him, absorb all his body. "You don't know how good this feels," she added writhing beneath him.
"You do the work," Richard said, spitting her tit out. He sat back on his haunches and let his fingers glide down to her thighs. "I'm just gonna kneel here. You do it all. And while you do it, tell me how much you like it."
At that split second, Linda would have gladly murdered him. Not only was he raping her, but he wanted her to do it all! And to top it all off, to scream out how much she was enjoying it.
She could see him with a shattered wine bottle in his chest, or being slowly strangled with a piano wire.
You bastard, she said to herself, you filthy slimy bastard!
"I love it," she gasped, rocking her body back and forth. "Mmmmmmmm, your cock is so big and hard. Let me have a lot of cum to fuck inside me."
Richard placed his hands on his hips and smiled as she increased the speed of her fucking.
"Just like a bitch in heat," he said. "Come on, whore-dog, faster. Suck on my cock like you did with your cum licking mouth."
Linda bounced back and forth furiously. She knew she had to. God knows what he would do to her if she didn't.
"Tell me again how you like it," Richard ordered. "I love it!" Linda cried out, every word piercing into her brain. "I love your big cock. I love the way it pushes inside my pussy. Mmmmmm, I can't get enough."
Well, they were just words, she thought. Not that she meant them. She bit her lower lip to inflict pain, to ease the growing pleasure inside her cunt. She wouldn't mean those words. This time she wouldn't fall prey to her emotions.
A delicate throb began in the back of her cunt, melted toward her opening. It fluttered the circular entrance, buzzed about his plunging cock. Then like some one-celled animal, it split, increased in size. She got hotter.
"I love it," she intoned. "I… I… yes, I do! I love it!"
This time she meant it with all her heart. The agonizing pleasure seamed to break through some barrier and inflame her entire insides. The ripples turned into spasms, then hard convulsions. Seconds later an enormous burst of climax filled her guts. She withered and bucked furiously, tugged at the ropes, strained until her flesh turned white. She wanted to grab those swinging balls, milk them of that molten cum.
"Not… bad," Richard grunted, watching his greasy cock slip in and out of her sucking hole. "You fuck pretty good, you know that?" Another hot blast of orgasm filled Linda's cunt. This time the sensation was so powerful, she felt bones snap in her neck. She straightened completely out and jammed her stomach against the mattress as if she were trying to become part of the bed. Then, as her pleasure peaked, she rocked back and forth, chewed on her right shoulder with her bared teeth.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, then fell in an exhausted heap. She felt as if her very insides had been scooped out. "Oh… Goddd…" she moaned softly.
"Don't stop now bitch," Richard said keep up a steady rhythm. "Use that pussy of yours. Come on, fuck me."
Linda used the last of her strength to move her ass back and forth, but she wanted nothing more than to relax for a while. Ecstasy had been simply too good, leaving her drained. Suddenly she felt the base of his cock throb hard, stretch her swollen opening. She closed her eyes and could almost see the thick, milky masses of cum boiling in his balls.
"Load me up," she whispered, finding her energies returning. She pumped her ass back and forth more quickly. "God, I want my pussy full of hot cum!" Richard fell foreword and crushed his entire weight into her spasming hole. He froze for a second, then began tearing in and out of her pussy like a crazed animal.
"Oh… fuck… fuck… fuck," he panted clawing at her shoulders with fingers. "I… I… Unhhhhhhh!"
The first of his boiling cum load hit her insides with a swishing sound, then seemed to explode, covering every square inch. The second glob of jism burst from his cockhead, then sloshed back around his plunging shaft. Seconds later thick streams of milky fluid seeped from her hole and bubbled downward, coating the crack of her ass.
Linda threw her upper body to one side, straining the bond on her left hand. Cum and cock were driving her crazy, filling her with pure ecstasy. At last her entire body shook with one climax after another.
"Yesssssssssssss," she hissed, then fell in a sweaty heap her chest heaving quickly. "All of it, baby," Richard, yelled, hammering in the bulk of his load, feeling it squirt back from her hole and coat her nuts. "Take every Goddamned drop and screw it right up to your cock sucking brains!" Finally, he thrust in the last of his jism and squirmed his ass around. He dug his toes into the material of the mattress and lunged forward until she thought his cock would break in half. Slowly, she relaxed, still feeling his shaft throb with release.
"Oh… shit, that's the best little tail I've ever had," he gasped, squeezing his hands under her body and fondling her breasts.
As they lay there, molded into one writhing mass of flesh, they seemed to forget their hatred. Richard even kissed her lightly on the cheek. Linda responded with a delicate shiver. "Would you untie me now?" she asked a short while later. "Huh?" Richard asked sleepily. "I said would you untie me now?" The boy flinched, then relaxed. He was silent for a few moments, then pulled away and spoke.
"Sure," he said. "You've just got to promise you wont try to get away."
"I promise," Linda said, meaning it at the time. Slowly Richard undid the ropes, then stood up from the bed. He walked toward another room, then turned. "I'm gonna take a piss, but I'll be right back," he said. "You will be here, wont you?"
Linda nodded her head, but she didn't look at him. After he left, she pulled herself off the bed and touched her bare feet to the cool, dirty hardwood floors. She shot a quick, hunted look around the room, then stood. Now was her chance. She wanted to run, but pain shot into her joints like hot needles. After grabbing her clothes, she stumbled toward the far door, opposite where Richard had exited.
I don't care what the police say, she thought. I'm going down there and tell them everything. I'll see that bastard behind bars!
She touched the tarnished, brass doorknob and yanked the door open, shooting a quick glance over her right shoulder. He was still out of the room. She turned and fell forward, to let her momentum pull her down the steps. Instead, she fell into Richard's arms.
"Why, hello," the boy said, his tone mocking. "Going somewhere?"
Linda had known terror before, but nothing like she felt at this moment. She could read the reaction in his eyes. There wasn't the blind hatred, which she could have understood; there was nothing, no emotion at all.
"Back to the bed," he said, pushing against her body.
"I… I wasn't going to leave," she lied, "I swear…"
"I said, back to the bed. Looks like there's a lot less, uh, trust between us than I thought," he said.
Meekly, and like a lamb to the slaughter, Linda obeyed. As she held her head down, however, her eyes were furtive, trying desperately to find same sort of object to protect herself with… to attack that smug, handsome face.
As she was about to kneel on the bed, she saw the end of a Coke bottle protruding from under the bed. Slowly, she lay down and lowered her left hand over the edge of the mattress. Then, when Richard sat on the bed and reached for the ropes, she gripped the bottle and swung.
When the boy saw her quick movement, he turned, startled. The greenish bottle hit him across the right temple. His eyes bulged stupidly for a second, then rolled in his head. He fell across her body, his shoulder hitting her chin.
Thrilled, Linda struggled from under his body and rolled off the bed. Only ten feet to the door. She could crawl that distance if she had to. His knee brushed against her hip as she lunged on all fours toward that precious door, and to freedom.
Suddenly, she felt a vise like grip around her right ankle. She turned and gasped. Richard held her with his last bit of strength.
"You… bitch," he growled, falling off the bed, crushing her beneath him. "You fucking… bitch."
His weight knocked the air out of her, but she still had the strength to rake her nails over his shoulders and arms. She felt bits of flesh cling to her nails.
Then he hit her, sending her world into a pit of quiet, dreamless darkness.