Susan shaded her eyes as she stepped out into the bright sunlight. She hadn't been out of the house in four days. During that time she'd been fucked again and again by the two brothers. She had been fucked until she'd started feeling light-headed and silly.
Susan started to understand what was happening to her. She realized that she had to escape from the mountain house. Soon she would have no life of her own. She was glad they had made a woman out of her, but she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with them.
And pretty soon she wouldn't be able to leave.
Susan was able to find her clothes and repair them as much as she could. She still looked a little indecent. Someone had torn her blouse and she couldn't find her bra. Her big soft breasts pushed invitingly against the sheer fabric. She knew she looked vulgar but there was nothing she could do.
She also found her car keys. She was glad of that. Her car hadn't been moved. It was as if the two brothers weren't afraid she was going to try to escape. Perhaps they believed they had completely broken her. But there was some spirit still left in Susan.
She slipped into the car and put the key into the ignition. She turned it, but nothing happened. She tried again and still nothing. She started feeling a little sick. No wonder the brothers hadn't moved her car. They had done something to it.
She started to feel frightened. Up to that point everything had been happening in a dreamy way. Now she started thinking of all the things that the two brothers were capable of doing.
She got out of the car and started walking. Her heart was pounding. She could think of nothing except getting away from them and from that mountain house.
Susan hadn't walked very far when she heard a car coming up the road. She didn't recognize it but she was afraid to try and stop anyone. She hid until it was past and then she started walking again. She had no idea where she was going. She only knew she had to escape.
She felt like she'd walked half the afternoon when she heard another car coming up. Again she hid in the bushes. This time she saw the bubble on top of the car and she knew it was a police car. She breathed a sigh of relief as she hurried out of the bushes and started waving at the car.
Immediately the car slowed and she could see the driver. He was a heavy, red-faced man. She was almost sorry she'd flagged him down as she felt his small eyes caressing her. But she couldn't get away now. She needed his help.
"Please," she said. "I'm in trouble."
"That's funny," he said. "Dressed like that you could cause the trouble."
"You don't understand," she said. "I've been beaten and raped and made to live with two men."
"I see," he said.
The heavy police officer got out of his car. He put his hand on her shoulder and she could feel the steely strength of his fingers. She could also smell beer on his breath. She didn't think policemen were supposed to drink on duty.
"So you've been raped," he said. "You took it pretty well. You look damn good for a woman who's been through something like that. Maybe you didn't protest too much?"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I've seen a lot of women who were raped," he said. "They were beaten and hurt. You have a few bruises but you're not bad off. I don't think you fought too much."
Susan could feel him squeezing her shoulder and suddenly she didn't think she needed his help so much. He was looking at her so strangely. He wasn't acting like a policeman was supposed to act. She had the feeling he was about to add to her trouble. She started to back away but he wouldn't let her go.
"Don't be in a hurry," he said.
"I want to leave."
"You'll leave when I say it's all right," he said. "Not until then."
"You can't make me," she said.
"Sure I can," he insisted. "I'm arresting you for indecent exposure. Running around with your tits hanging out."
"Leave me alone," she said.
She couldn't get away from him. He twisted her around and pinned her arm up behind her. It hurt. She screamed as he pressed her against the side of the car. She felt his heavy body pressing against hers.
"I don't think you're going to like jail very much," he said. "It's dirty and there's lots of perverts inside. You ever been raped by a bunch of female perverts? You ever eat another woman's pussy, bitch? That's what they'll make you do. They'll make you put your face to another woman's snatch and suck that stuff!"
His strong arms hurt her but his words hurt her worse. She was scared to death of the idea of having to do that to another woman. She couldn't imagine how someone could do that. She was not stupid. She'd beard the stories. She knew it really went on.
"Oh God," she said softly. She stopped struggling to be free. "Oh, please don't take me to jail. I don't want to do anything like that. Please don't."
"Maybe I won't," he said. "Maybe I won't, but you'll have to be nice to me. Really nice."
She knew what he meant. She didn't struggle as his hand came around to cup one of her big round tits. His fingers brushed across her nipple. It was crazy but there was a hollow feeling in her belly, and her nipples began to grow hard. She was responding to him. She was responding to this ugly animal.
"Are you going to be nice?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered softly.
His rough hand brutally cupped her tit. He squeezed it until she gasped in pain. She understood that he was going to be rough. He wasn't going to be easy with her. He was going to treat her like a whore. He moved his hand to her other tit and squeezed it. She felt a shiver of excitement in her cunt.
"You really got nice tits," he said. "That's the first thing I noticed about you. You've got nice big tits. I like a woman with a real pair of tits!"
He turned her around and kissed her on the mouth. She felt his fat tongue rubbing against hers. His big hands slipped down her back and gripped her asscheeks. She was forced to rub her pussy against the front of his uniform trousers. She could feel his cock growing against her. She could already tell that he had a thick cock.
"You feel that, cunt?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered. "I feel it."
"Feel it with your hand," he commanded. "Feel how big it is. I'm going to ram it in your pussy pretty soon."
She reached down and touched his cock. She moved her fingers along the entire length of it. It felt swollen and hard. It was as big as Kevin's, and it made her tremble.
He kept gripping her ass, his strong fingers almost burning her flesh as he played with her. She found herself wanting to press against his front.
Her tits felt cushioned against his massive chest. She didn't like this man but she liked his strength. It made her horny.
"Unzip it, cunt," he commanded her.
She couldn't refuse. With trembling fingers, she unzipped his trousers and put her hand inside the small opening. She felt his hot flesh jumping against her fingers. She moved his shorts out of the way and gripped his throbbing cock. She gently eased the hot meat out of his trousers. She wrapped her fingers a little tighter around the thick staff. She moved her hand up and down and felt a little of his cock cream leaking onto her fingers.
"That's nice," be said. "Play with my prick like that. You've got nice hands."
She kept moving her hand back and forth until more of his cock cream covered her fingers. His jism felt hot and sticky. She moved her hand a little faster, but he wasn't going to allow her to jerk him off. He let her hand massage his pride for only a few moments longer. Then he pulled her hand away.
"You're starting out good, bitch," he said. "But now I want you to strip and get into the back seat. I want to see what you look like. I know you've got a good-looking body."
He stood by licking his fat lips as she undressed. She had never felt quite so naked as she pulled off the tattered blouse. She saw his eyes widen at the sight of her full creamy breasts. She knew he could tell that she was also aroused. Her nipples were hard as rocks.
"Let me feel those first," he said. She stood quietly as he ran his hands over her tits. He couldn't seem to get enough of feeling her. His fingers sent delicious tingles through her body. She couldn't seem to help reaching for his head.
"What do you want, bitch?" he asked.
"I want you to kiss them," she murmured. "Please, I want you to kiss them a little!"
His hot mouth covered one of her nipples. She screamed as he sucked the hard bud into his mouth.
She felt his tongue running over it, and then he was sucking hard at her flesh. He was sucking half her big tit into his wet mouth. He was wickedly using his tongue around her aroused nipple. She closed her thighs together as she started feeling itchy and wet. She caressed the back of his head.
"Oh, yessss," she moaned. "That feels good. Your tongue feels good!"
Both his hands still gripped her asscheeks. She felt him pulling at her skirt until he had it above her waist. She pressed closer to him and she could feel his bloated cockhead against her naked thighs. She began to rub his cockhead against her. The insides of her thighs started feeling sticky with jism.
"You're so big and hard," she gasped. "God, that feels good!"
His hands slipped into her panties. He brutally parted her asscheeks and his rough finger found her anus. She jumped against him as his finger slid into her tiny puckered hole. He began to ram his finger in and out roughly.
"You make me so crazy," she moaned. "Crazy!"
She had both hands on his big cock. She was fingering his balls as she slid her hand up and down his swollen pole. She no longer wanted him to come quickly. She only wanted to feel his big cock inside her twat. She couldn't get enough of feeling him.
"Shit," he groaned. "Christ, take your clothes off, bitch. Take the rest off!"
She did a teasing little dance as she slid out of her skirt and panties. His face was hot with lust as he stripped off his shirt and trousers. For the first time she saw his magnificent cock. She licked her lips as she stared at the purplish head.
"You're beautiful," she moaned.
"Get in the back," he said.
Susan opened the back door and climbed in. The seat was small and uncomfortable. The police officer seemed to fill the entire back seat. He pushed her back against the door and his hands moved her tits again.
"You feel soft and nice, baby," he said. "I can't get enough of your big tits."
He started sucking on her boobs again. She grabbed the back of his head and tried to cram her tit as far as she could into his mouth. She couldn't see how he could get all of her flesh inside. She could feel his tongue working on her aroused flesh.
She parted her legs as far as she could for his cock. His knob pressed against her hot hole. She reached around and grabbed his buttocks and pulled at him urgently.
She gasped as she felt his bloated cockhead stretching the pink lips of her cunt. He went half inside her. She squeezed her cunt walls together and felt his hot throbbing cock. She slid down farther in the seat. His cock slammed into her the rest of the way. God, it felt nice. She squeezed her cunt walls again. Her cunt walls could caress every delicious inch of his big pole.
"Jesus, you're tight," he groaned. "Jesus, you've got a nice pussy, bitch! Fucking good pussy!"
"Then fuck me," she gasped. "Fuck me, you big bastard!"
She thought that Kevin and Mike had been rough. The big police officer knew what do with his fat cock. He started moving back and forth as violently as he could. His buttocks drove his hot spear deep into her cunt. Again his big rough hands slipped underneath her. She felt his big hands lifting her up in the seat. His hot cock slid deeper into the tight wetness of her pussy.
"That's the way," she cried. "Oh, fuck me. Fuck me good!"
She turned into a wanton as he slammed his hard dick into her. She loved it. His hot dick filled her as she hadn't been filled before. She slammed her ass off the car seat, feeling his cock go deep into her. She grabbed him around his back and pressed her tits against his chest.
"Feel my tits," she whispered. "You said you liked my big tits. Feel them!"
"I feel them, bitch," he groaned. "God, you're shaking that sweet ass. You cunt! Cunt!"
His big balls slapped harder against her. She tried to get all of his big dick inside her. She could feel his knob working in and out of her pussy lips each time he thrust into her.
"Kiss me," she moaned.
His mouth covered hers. She frantically wiggled her tongue into his mouth and rubbed her tongue against his. She could feel hot tingles all over her body. It didn't matter that she didn't like this big cop. All that mattered was how good he made her feel.
He had her pressed tightly against the door as he slammed his hard dick into her. She could feel his cock swelling and she knew he was ready to shoot his wad. She relaxed and let the delicious feelings take over her body.
"Oh, God," she cried. "God, I'm going to come. You're making me come! Fuck me, bastard! Fuck me good! God, fuck meeeee!"
She nearly shook him off as her hot juices exploded. She felt him driving his cock into her faster and deeper. For a moment she was afraid he was going to tear her into pieces with his brutal thrusting. Then she could feel his hot jism leaking into her. She reached down and found his hard balls. She fingered the hard sacs as he drove into her.
"It feels good, bitch," he moaned. "Your hot cunt feels good. I love your pussy! I love your fucking pussy! I'm going to come inside you! I'm going to shoot my cum!"
He rammed into her again and she felt his jism exploding into her pussy. He had a gallon of hot juice that he shot up her pussy until it was running down the sides of her thighs. Still, he kept ramming his meat into her.
He pulled his hard cock out of her and rubbed his meaty cockhead against her pussy hair. He kept rubbing his prick against her thighs and hairy bush until he had rubbed himself dry. Then he lifted his heavy body off her.
For a few minutes Susan could barely move. She felt crushed. She could still feel his hot cum juice between her legs. He had nearly flooded her with jism. She rubbed her sticky thighs together.
"Oh God," she said. "That was so fine."
"Good," he said. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now how about crawling out of here and getting dressed."
She sensed the impatience in his voice. She climbed out of the car and quickly dressed. He was dressed before she was and motioned for her to get into the back seat.
"Where are you going to take me?" she asked. "I'd like to find a place with a phone."
He didn't answer her. He started the car and began driving back the way she'd come. She was silent for a few seconds. Then she couldn't contain herself any longer. She knew she didn't want to go in the direction he was taking her.
"I don't want to go this way," she said. "Take me the other way. I don't want to go back."
"Sure you do," he said.
"Why are you acting like this?" Susan asked frantically. "I told you the things they did to me back there. Why are you taking me this way?"
"They won't hurt you," he said. "I know Kevin and Mike. They're good guys. They'll take care of you. You see, we're all kin around here. You'll never escape until they're ready for you to go. So just sit back and relax, bitch. Just sit and enjoy!"
"Oh, no," Susan said softly. "Oh, God, no!"