Chained wife



Outwardly, most Americans maintain the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.

There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, there is the advent of sexual fantasies brought to life.

This is the story of one young wife, Carol Brady, who gradually discovers that other people have some startling and perverse fantasies they are desperate to play out. And she finds that she also enjoys them. Her story is a mirror of a way of life behind many closed doors. No facade, no regrets. Indeed, to Carol, her behavior and fantasies become a norm.

CHAINED WIFE a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page from our restless society as food for serious thought.

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CHAPTER ONE

"I don't see why you're so damned insistent about going to this party," Carol Brady said.

Carol zipped up the back of her shimmering green gown and studied herself in her bedroom mirror. The gown looked like it was glued to her. Her creamy tits were almost falling out of the gown. Her shoulder-length blonde hair had been combed until it was shining. She was proud of her good looks, but she wished she was showing her new dress off somewhere else besides the country club party.

"I think it'll be lots of fun," her husband called to her from the bathroom.

"For you, maybe," Carol said, "but I'll be stuck with a bunch of gossipy old ladies for half the night. I hate these church functions even if they are at the country club."

Her husband came out of the bathroom already dressed in his tux. John Brady was the kind of husband she had always wanted. He was tall and refined looking. He had been put ting on a little weight but that was all right. He smelled of money and success and that was what Carol enjoyed more than anything else.

"You'll have a good time, Carol," John assured her. "And later on we can do some thing fun."

He tried to put his arms around her, but she slipped out of his grasp. She didn't want him mussing her up before the party started. Lately she hadn't wanted him mussing her up at all. She was a devoted wife but she wasn't fond of being groped. She considered herself a lady. She called it making love and they did it in the dark. It may have been a little old-fashioned, but it was the way she was.

"Let's go then," she said. "I don't want to be late."

It was a fifteen-minute drive to the country club. The main building was well lit up and she could hear music as John parked the car in the reserved section. She wasn't up to facing the gossipy old ladies quite yet, and she held John back for a second.

"You go on in," she said.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I think I'll walk up to the powder room first," she answered. "I want to make sure I'm beautiful."

"You're gorgeous," he insisted.

"You go on in," she said.

It was her intention to walk around to the dark side of the building and slip into the building from a side door. Then she could slip up the stairs unseen.

She almost changed her mind as she walked around the wide of the building. It was dark as hell. She hesitated for a moment, but then, laughed at herself. She lived in a town where there was excellent police protection and good security protection at the country club. There was nothing to be frightened of.

She walked up the steps of the side entrance and put her hand on the knob. It wouldn't turn. Someone had lacked it. Usually, there was a guard on the inside. She started to knock, but she became aware of someone breathing behind her.

She grew very still. Her heart was pounding fast. She taught about kicking off her high-heeled shoes in case she had to run.

"Who's there?" she asked nervously.

"Just a friend, baby," a man's deep voice answered.

Carol started to scream. A huge, hairy arm encircled her. A strong hand clamped down on her mouth and dragged her off the porch. She kicked and twisted and tried to bite the hand, but nothing helped. She was dragged into the woods that surrounded the country club.

Suddenly she was slammed up against a tree, and her breath was knocked out of her. A hand clamped around her throat. She could plainly see the man who had kidnapped her and she didn't know him.

"You relax, baby," he told her. "Relax, and you won't get hurt. Don't fight me and don't scream or I'll mess up your pretty looks. You wouldn't like that."

She nodded. "What do you want with me?"

"Don't be stupid, bitch," he said. "A woman who looks like you, with those big, creamy tits practically falling out of your gown, can't be stupid enough to ask what I want."

"You're going to rape me?"

"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, baby," he said.

Carol thought of all the things she had ever heard of about rape and she remembered that sometimes it was best to fight and sometimes it was best to just let the man have his way. All she could think about now was that she didn't want to be hurt.

"I want to see what those big tits look like, baby," he said.

He broke the thin straps of her gown and peeled it down. Her creamy tits popped free. Carol tried to put her hands over her tits. He was quicker than she was. He slammed her back against the tree again and pulled her hands down by her side. His fingers moved up and squeezed her creamy tits.

"You've got a nice fucking pair, baby," he said. "I've been watching you a long time I've been thinking about these big tits for a long time."

He squeezed her tits until Carol thought she was going to pass out from pain. Then he released his grip, but his fingers started stroking jag her nipples. She didn't want to feel anything, but her tits had always been sensitive, and especially her nipples. Her red nipples started to get swollen and itchy. He knew it and he laughed at her.

"I don't think you've been getting enough, baby," he said. "I don't think your husband's been giving you enough cock. Well, I've got enough for you, baby!"

He kissed her. She tried to keep her lips locked together. He moved his hand up and started squeezing her tit again. She realized he was going to twist her nipple until she opened her mouth. She opened her mouth and let him push his fat tongue inside.

His tongue moved all over the inside of her mouth. He started rubbing his tongue against hers.

Carol had never liked this sort of kissing. It had always been so dirty, and she wouldn't do it with her husband. Now this big man was forcing her to do it, and she hoped she wouldn't throw up in disgust. His fingers started stroking her nipples again.

She couldn't stop him as he moved his head down and took one of her itchy red nipples inside his mouth. He sucked gently at her tit, and it sent vibrations of pleasure all the way through her. She tried to push his head away, but it was futile; finally she couldn't stand it anymore. She dug her fingernails into his face.

He screamed in rage and jumped away from her.

Carol tried to run, but he caught her quickly. This time he slammed her against the tree with such fury that he could have broken her back.

"I wish I wouldn't have to do this, baby," he said. "But you leave me no choice."

"What are you going to do?" she gasped.

He dragged her through the brush and trees to a clearing where he had parked his car. He kept his hand around her wrist as he reached into the back seat. He pulled out some ropes.

"What are you going to do w-with those?" she asked fearfully.

"I got to fix you where you won't claw me any more bitch."

"I promise I won't," she whispered, "don't tie me up! I promise I won't do that."

All of her life she had been afraid of being tied up. She didn't want to be so completely out of control.

He forced her down on her back. He had steel rods already implanted in the ground. He tied her hands up above her head and then tied her feet to the rods. Her gown was so tight that he couldn't pull her legs far apart. He got the gown off and left her only in her panties.

He took a good look at her in the moonlight.

"Shit, you're built, baby," he said. "You're built really good. I could just lick you to death."

She writhed as he bent down to her. His hands stroked her big tits again. She gasped for breath as her nipples started to swell. This time she couldn't stop him as his lips moved across one luscious nipple. He sucked her hard red nipple and rolled it beneath his tongue. He moved his hungry mouth to her other tit.

"You taste good, baby," he groaned. "Like sweet cream. I'm going to enjoy having a piece of your hot ass!"

Carol was completely helpless.

He moved his wet mouth down her belly. His tongue brushed across her panties. He pushed his tongue into the top of her panties and touched her silken pussy hair.

"You like that, baby?" he asked.

"You're filthy," she answered. "Leave me alone. You're a filthy animal!"

"You love it, baby," he said. "You know you love it."

His tongue moved up her trembling belly then back to her tits again. He sucked one into his mouth and bit down gently on her swollen titty-flesh. He sucked a little harder and let his teeth scrape across her nipple. She gasped in pleasure.

"You fucking love it, baby," he told her. "You were built for fucking and you know it."

"Stop it!" she protested. "You're an animal. You're sick!"

He only laughed at her as his wet mouth started moving down her trembling belly once again. This time his tongue moved back and forth at the top of her panties. She couldn't stop him. Neither could she stop the warm sensations going through her body.

She kept groaning and telling him to stop, but she knew he wouldn't. He reached underneath her. He easily slid her panties don her long legs. She had never been naked for anyone but her husband and it gave her a strange feeling.

"Beautiful pussy," he groaned.

She couldn't believe it was happening as his wet tongue moved across her pussy hair. She had never allowed her husband to do this to her.

He moved his tongue between her legs. She wanted to jerk his hand away, but she couldn't move.

"Damn," she whispered. "Oh, damn you!" She knew he was still laughing at her as he pushed his tongue gently between her legs. His tongue moved around her cunt and made her cry for pleasure. His tongue delved deeper into her cunt. His tongue moved up against her pussy and she shivered.

She had never felt anything like this before. She felt dirty, but there was also a tingling sensation all through her body. She could not control the pussy juices leaking out of her cunt. She started moving her ass against his wet tongue.

"I thought you'd like that, baby," he said, raising his head. "I thought you'd like a wet cunt. Most cunts like to get something wet in their pussy!"

"You're disgusting," she groaned.

He was an animal and he was making her feel like one. He pushed his tongue deep into her cunt and started moving it around. She kept feeling the funny sensations rocking her body. She felt him sucking on her hard pussy. She was suddenly starting to lose control of herself. She was ashamed of herself for giving in to the animal hungers she was feeling.

He knew what was happening to her and he kept his tongue inside her cunt a few moments longer. He had her right on the brink. Her ass was lifting up and pushing against his working tongue. She was already oozing juice into his mouth.

But the bastard wasn't going to give her any pleasure.

"Oh no, baby," he told her. "This first one's going to be mine. I like to have you all worked up so that you know you're a whore, but the first one's going to be all mine."

She knew what he was doing. She didn't look at him while he took off his clothes. He grabbed her head and made her turn to look at him.

"Now you look at me, bitch," he said. "Keep your eyes open and look at me. You're nothing but a cunt. You've seen a lot of naked cock before."

She was looking at him and feeling sick. He was undoing his buttons as slowly as if he was a stripper. There was a churning in her pussy, and she wished she could close her thighs together.

"I'm going to show you more cock than you've ever seen before," he said, laughing.

He stripped down out of his shorts, and she gasped as his long thick prick was revealed to her. His cock was bigger than her husband's -- bigger than any cock she had ever seen. She could feel her heart pounding as she stared at his cock. It looked as big as an oak tree and it was dripping cum from the enormous tip. She didn't want to look at any more. His prick was frightening her. And the man frightened her even more.

"You're going to know this cock," he said. "You're going to get to love it a lot."

Her mouth was suddenly dry. She licked her lips. He moved close and rubbed his thick cockhead against her face. Her check felt suddenly wet from his cum. He moved around until his cock gently brushed against her lips. He laughed at the expression on her face.

"Don't worry, bitch," he said. "I'm not going to put it in your mouth this time. There's plenty of time for that later. This time I'm just going to explore that hot pussy of yours!"

He walked around and stood between her legs.

Carol could see every inch of his thick, hairy body. He looked like some kind of muscle-bound freak and his huge cock made him look even worse. She wished he would get it over with. She bit her lip.

"I'm going to give you a fucking you're not going to forget in a long time, baby," he said. "I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off!"

He dropped down between her legs. His weight smothered her. She felt his thick cockhead pushing against her tight cunt. She couldn't do anything to stop the relentless pressure of his prickhead.

"I'm going to put it in your cunt," he groaned. "I'm going to put it all the way into your hot pussy!"

She felt almost like a virgin again as he started pushing his stiff prick inside her pussy. He pushed harder. She gasped as his cock finally slipped all the way inside her. She felt her cunt walls stretched by his huge cock. Her cunt walls squeezed together, feeling every throbbing inch of his cock.

He slid his hands up under her ass and held onto her ass cheeks. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks. She stopped moving. He gave her a few moments to feel how deep his cock was in her.

"Now I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "I'm going to really give it to you."

Her husband had always fucked her gently, but not this man. He started pounding his prick into her as if he was punishing her cunt. She had never been fucked so violently before. She knew he was bruising her body with every stroke.

His balls made loud slapping sounds as his prick plunged in and out of her cunt. It was good that her pussy had gotten wet from his tongue or she might have been hurt from his violent fucking. His cock was slamming deep into her belly.

"Oh shit, you bastard," she groaned. "You fucking bastard. What are you doing to me?"

"I'm going to make a cunt out of you, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to make a begging whore out of you with my stiff cock!"

One of his fingers slid into her hole as he started fucking her even harder. She felt his cum dripping into her pussy, and she knew that he was going to come fast. He was going to keep her from coming. She needed it. She needed to come, but she wasn't going to beg him.

"You fucking bitch!" he groaned. "I'm almost there. I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. Get ready, bitch! Get fucking ready! You cunt!"

He didn't shoot his wad inside her pussy. At the last moment he pulled his cock out of her cunt and let his thick wad shoot over her belly. It was even more degrading than if he'd shot into her pussy. His sticky cum kept spurting on her belly. Carol felt his thick, sticky cum all over her tits and belly.

He sighed as he spurted one last time. He rested on top of her a moment and then got up. He went to his car and reached into the back seat. This time he took out a beer, popped the cap, and drank half of it.

He walked back to her and stood over her, a lewd smile on his face. "What's the matter, baby? Did you get cum all over your tits?"

"Damn you," she said.

"I'll wash it off, baby."

He turned the can over her body and let the cold beer run over her tits and belly and down to her cunt.

Carol cringed. The beer made her feel wet and sticky.

"Now lets get you dressed, baby," he said. "I've got big plans for you."

"Where are you taking me?"

"You'll find out."

CHAPTER TWO

Carol awakened in a dark room. She remembered what had happened, and her heart pounded in her chest. Someone had dressed her in her gown again but she wasn't wearing panties.

She was glad it was dark because she was blushing with shame and anger when she remembered what had happened to her. She knew she would never get over the way the man had treated her. She had been treated worse than an animal.

She was underneath a blanket, but when she moved, she felt something cold and clammy around her leg. She reached down and touched metal. It was some kind of chain locked around her ankle. She followed the end of the chain and found she was hooked to the foot of the bed.

"That bastard," she said softly.

A door opened, and the room was flooded with light.

Carol held her hands over her eyes as he walked into the room.

"So, you're awake," he said.

"Yes," she gasped.

"I'm going to let you up and take you to the kitchen."

He pulled back the blanket. He stood over her and let his eyes wander up and down her body.

Carol flinched as if he was stripping her naked. She blushed again as she remembered the night before.

Finally he reached down and unhooked her from the bed. He locked his arm around her and walked her to the kitchen. He bent down and fastened her leg to another longer chain. She could move around the kitchen, but she couldn't get away.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"So you won't run away," he answered.

"But you just can't keep me here. Not like this."

"Make me some breakfast," he commanded.

"I won't make you anything," she said. "You've got to let me go."

He didn't hit her hard. He hit her in the stomach, just hard enough to knock the breath out of her.

Carol grabbed her stomach and her knees went suddenly weak. She leaned against the table to keep from falling.

"You make me some breakfast," he said. "Then we'll talk about what I can and can't do."

She didn't like the look in his eyes. She had never been as frightened of anybody as she was of this man. He had brutally abused her the night before, and she knew he was capable of doing it again.

"All right!" she gasped. "I'll make your breakfast."

She felt silly at running around the kitchen in her gown as she made him breakfast. The gown was ripped and dirty, but it was still clinging to her body. She felt his eyes on her as she moved around the room.

"You are a beautiful bitch," he said.

She finished his breakfast, then she sat down across from him while he ate. She wondered about her husband. She knew John would have the police looking for her. At least she was alive. Things could have been worse.

"You look pretty good," he said. "Almost as good as you fuck."

"Please let me go," she whispered.

Carol wasn't ready for the violent way he grabbed her. He jerked her out of her chair and pulled her into his lap. He ripped the top of her gown away to reveal her round, jutting tits.

Carol gasped as he covered her tit with a big hand. He squeezed until she was flinching in pain.

"You're hurting me," Carol whispered.

"I own you, bitch," he said. "Your beautiful body belongs to me until I let you go. Do you understand that?"

"Y-yes," she stammered.

She would have told him anything to get relief. It felt as if his hand was squeezing her titty off. He relaxed the pressure and let his fingers brush across her swollen nipple.

Carol was surprised to feel the quick shivers going up her spine. She tried to move away, but he put both hands on her tits and started fondling her nipples.

"Please stop," she whispered.

He laughed. He bent his head and tongued her nipple.

Carol kept trying to move away, but his tongue followed her. She gasped as he sucked her nipple, rolling it beneath his tongue.

He sucked harder on her creamy tit while he used his other hand to play with her other tit. She didn't like the quick sensations of pleasure that kept going through her. She felt an itchy sensation between her thighs.

"Let's go to the bedroom, cunt," he said.

He practically dragged Carol to the bedroom. He pulled the rest of her gown off her and dropped it to the floor.

Carol shivered as his hungry eyes moved up and down he, body. Despite her fear, she felt her nipples getting swollen.

"When are you going to let me go?" she asked.

He slapped her hard across the mouth.

Carol groaned, then sat down on the bed and watched him undress. She wouldn't have believed if someone had told her that she could watch a man undress and take it so calmly.

"Take my shorts off, bitch," he commanded. "It's time you started learning your duties around here."

Carol looked at him tentatively, then nodded. She bent down and peeled his shorts down his long legs. His cock sprang out hard as a rock. She let him take her hand and point at his rigid cockflesh.

She hadn't gotten a good look at his cock the night before. Now she found herself staring at his prick. She had thought it was big, but now it looked huge. The swollen cockhead was already dripping cum. She felt her heart pounding as she looked at his prick.

"Tighten your fingers around it, baby," he demanded. "Get to know my cock. I'm going to have you begging for it before the day is over."

Her heart was pounding as she wrapped her fingers around his thick cock. She moved her hand up and down. A little drop of cum appeared on the thick tip. The sticky cum dripped over her fingers. She jerked her hand away.

He slapped her hard. "You stupid bitch! You do like you're supposed to do. You'd better get used to the feel of cum on your skin and on your lips. Now put your fucking hand around my cock and don't take it away until I tell you to."

Carol reluctantly wrapped her fingers around his cock again. She moved her hand up and down. More of his cum dripped out over her fingers. She worked her hand up and down until her palm was soaked with his thick fluid.

He moved closer.

Carol gasped as his heavy cock rubbed against her cheek. He pushed her down on her back and let his stiff cock rub down her belly. Her belly was quickly getting sticky and wet.

He kept moving his wet cockhead all over her body. He moved his cock up to her cheek again and rubbed his wet cock all over her face. His sticky cum was making her feel as if she had taken a bath in his salty cum.

"Just fuck me," she whispered. "Don't do this to me. Don't treat me like a whore."

"You are a whore," he replied hoarsely. "That's all you are. Just a whore with a big hot hole. Don't you forget it, bitch!"

He grabbed some of her silky hair and started wrapping some strands around his swollen cock.

"You're a sweet-looking bitch," he said. "I think I'm going to put it in your mouth. Wouldn't you like to have my cock in your mouth?"

"Oh no, please!"

His cock moved up her cheek and pressed against her wet lips. He put his hands in her hair and started pushing his cock against her cheeks. She couldn't move her head away. He kept pushing and finally she had to open her mouth to catch her breath.

"Oh, baby," he said. "I'm going to put it into your mouth so deep that you're going to feel it in your belly. Taste my cock, bitch!"

He pushed his cock hard against, her lips.

Carol was forced to open her mouth. For the first time in her life she felt his cock sliding over her tongue. His cock tasted very, very salty and his cum dripped off her tongue. His thick cock burned her tongue like fire.

She managed to gasp for breath as he pushed again. His cock went deep into her throat. She closed her mouth around his thick prick. She was trying hard to keep from gagging. He didn't push any harder. He seemed content with his cock resting halfway inside her mouth.

"Beautiful, baby," he said, "you've got sweet lips. You've got fucking sweet lips I'm going to enjoy fucking your face!"

He kept his hands in her silken-hair. His fingers wound the strands around until he had a good hold on her. He swung his legs over her so that he was straddling her head, and it was easier for him to push his thick socket in and out of her mouth.

There was cum dripping on her tongue. Carol had never tasted cum before and it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She couldn't believe that she was doing it. But she was also afraid of making him mad at her. She wanted to do the best she could to satisfy him.

His hands were in her hair, and he kept moving her head the way he wanted her to move. She didn't fight it. She let him pull her forward until his big cock was deep into her throat. Her lips closed gently around his cock as he drew it out of her mouth. She kept tasting his salty-flavored cum going down her throat.

"You're beautiful, bitch," he groaned. "You know how to suck cock. I'm going to teach you to give head better than anybody!"

Carol took deep breaths every chance she could. At times he would push his cock so deep into her throat that she could feel his balls resting against her chin. Then he would pull his prick out of her mouth slowly and let his cum dribble down her chin.

"This is that I like, baby," he groaned. "I like to see a woman who looks like she's getting fucked in the face!"

He kept laughing as he moved his cock in and out of her mouth.

Carol knew she looked lewd, but she did her best to please him. He started running his fingers through her silky hair and his rhythm got a little fast. She could feel his cock grow big inside her mouth.

"I think I'll give you a nice mouthful of cum," he gasped. "Wouldn't you like that, baby! Wouldn't you like a hot mouthful of cum to swallow down?"

He didn't give her a chance to answer. He held her head solidly as he pushed his cock in and out of her mouth and more of his cum dripped down her throat. She felt his cock pulsating and growing bigger.

"You bitch!" he screamed. "You fucking bitch! I'm going to give you a mouthful. I'm going to shoot my wad! Oh fuuuuck!"

He held her head so that she couldn't get away, and he slammed his prick as deep as he could into her throat. At the same time his thick cream started shooting against the roof of her mouth. Carol swallowed frantically. Cum dripped out of the sides of her mouth.

"Fuck," he groaned finally. "Oh fuck, that was fine. Now lick it clean, bitch. Lick my cock clean!"

She kept his prick inside her mouth. She sucked and licked until he was satisfied, then he slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth. He looked pleased, but again he had left her frustrated.

"Are you hot bitch?" he asked, smiling.

She didn't answer him. She didn't want this man to know her desires. She tried to remain nonchalant. He took care of that quickly. He slammed her against the bed. Carol gasped in pain. He grabbed her hair and twisted her head painfully.

"I asked you a question, cunt! And when I ask a question, I expect an immediate answer. You understand?"

"Yes!" she gasped.

"Are you hot, bitch? Is your pussy hot?"

"Yes, damn you!"

"Then get up on the bed, bitch," he ordered. "Come up on the bed and let me see you play with your hot pussy!"

Carol blushed with shame. She hadn't done that since she'd been a little girl and she'd always felt guilty about it. She was also confused because her pussy was burning so badly and she needed some relief.

But she didn't want to do it in front of him. "Play with yourself, bitch! Play with your pussy. I want to see you put your fingers in your cunt!"

Carol spread her legs. She moved her hands down across her tits and she was surprised [missing text].

Her fingers moved across her nipples, and she shivered.

He came closer and bent his head. She was surprised by how gentle his lips felt as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and started sucking on it. He sucked her nipple hard, bruising it.

He opened his mouth wider and sucked a lot of her titty-flesh. She felt the sudden sensations of pleasure all the way down to her toes. She closed her legs together as she felt her pussy throbbing.

He started moving his lips from one swollen titty to the other until he had her squirming with pleasure. He moved his hot lips down her belly and sucked at her pussy hair. At first Carol thought he was going to tongue her cunt. She hoped for it because she knew she couldn't control herself now. But he didn't. Instead, he raised his head and walked away from her. He took a seat in a chair across from her so that he could watch the action.

"Play with your pussy, bitch," he said. "I want to see you play with your cunt!"

And this time Carol couldn't help but obey. She was frantic to feel her cunt. She moved her fingers down her body and started playing at the thick hair between her legs. Even the slightest touch of her fingers made her shiver.

She parted her cunt lips and slipped one finger inside.

"Oh damn," she moaned. "Damn, that's good!"

"That's what I want to see, baby," he urged. "I want to see you playing with your hot pussy!"

She pushed her fingers up into her cunt. She couldn't help it. She began working her fingers in and out. She had three fingers inside her wet cunt and it was unlike anything she'd imagined. She hadn't played with herself like this before, not like this with a man watching her.

"Do it, baby," he urged her on. "Play with your fucking cunt! Go wild!"

She thrust three fingers in and out of her pussy fucking herself. Her juices wet her fingers. She felt shudders going through her body. She bit her lips as the first spasms rocked her.

"I'm coming," she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, I'm coming. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuuuuuck!"

It was wild. The spasms shook her body over and over. Cunt juices gushed out and wet the bed. It was almost as good as if he'd been fucking her.

He was smiling as he watched her body shake. "You're all right, baby. I'm going to lock you up here for a while. Maybe all day and let you think of all the ways you can pleasure me. You understand, baby?" She nodded.

"You'd better. I'm not going to give you any freedom today. Maybe tomorrow you can have a little if you're a good girl."

CHAPTER THREE

Carol couldn't go on like this. Over and over she kept thinking that she was a lady of quality and that she couldn't stand to be chained and beaten like a whore. She had promised herself that she would forget what had happened the day before. He had reduced her to his animal level for a while, but somehow she would escape.

She had gotten up and fixed him breakfast the next morning. She didn't fight when he chained her again. He told her that he was leaving for a while.

"I know what you're thinking," he told her, as he prepared to leave. "You're thinking about trying to get away. Don't try. Things will be hard on you if you try."

He smiled in an odd way and left the house. Immediately she started trying to find some way to break her chains.

She started searching through drawers in the house, and she found a key in the bottom of one of the bedroom drawers. She almost shouted with excitement when she found out that the key fit. She turned the key and the lock popped open. She put on a pair of old faded trousers and a man's cotton shirt.

Carol had no idea of where she was as she stepped out into the bright sunshine. It was a wooded area and she couldn't remember where the road was. She started walking, knowing she had to get away from that house.

She found a road a few moments later. It was an old dirt road. She started walking up the road when she heard a car behind her. An old Ford pulled up beside her and stopped.

Carol sighed in relief when she saw it was a woman driving. A woman who looked a little older than her and had on the same type clothes she was wearing.

"Are you going somewhere?" the woman asked.

"Toward the highway," Carol replied. "Can you give me a lift?"

"Sure."

Carol sighed with relief as she slipped into the front seat.

The woman was tall and dark-headed, and there was a vibrant blue to her eyes.

"You're a long way from home, Carol," the woman said.

"You know who I am?" Carol asked.

"Of course, I've seen you in town. I used to work at the country club. I served drinks out by the pool."

Carol studied the tall young woman for a few moments and then finally remembered her. She remembered her husband had been impressed with the woman's long legs and the way her breasts pushed against her starched white blouse.

"You're Lynn!" Carol exclaimed.

"That's right. I'm surprised you remembered my name. Most of those women around there wouldn't have. They're too uppitty to remember the names of those people working there."

"That's not true," Carol replied.

"It's true, all right," Lynn said. There was a bitterness in the young woman's tone of voice that bothered Carol.

Carol leaned back in the seat and thought about the things she was going to have done to her kidnapper. He was going to be sorry about what he'd done. She wasn't going to be one of those women who got shy about going to court. She was going to have his balls chopped off if she could.

Carol looked over in surprise as Lynn started slowing down. They weren't anywhere near the highway. Lynn pulled off the dirt road onto another dirt road. She drove into a clump of trees and parked the car.

"Why are we stopping?" Carol asked.

"You didn't really think Amos would let you get away," Lynn said.

Carol stared at Lynn in horror. She put her hand on the door and jerked it open. Lynn made a grab for her. Carol twisted away and slid out of the car. She started running for the road. She was not fast enough to escape a woman like Lynn. Lynn was quick and strong.

Lynn caught Carol before she reached the woods. Carol tried to claw her face, but Lynn knocked her down. Carol tried to turn away, but Lynn caught her arm and twisted it up behind her back. Carol felt a jolt of pain as Lynn kept twisting her arm.

Lynn forced Carol's face into the dirt and kept her pressed there until she was gasping for breath. Lynn kept twisting Carol's arm until Carol was begging for mercy.

Lynn laughed savagely at her. "Bitch. You always thought you were hot shit. Walking around like you'd never had a cock in your mouth or in your pussy. Like your fucking cunt's made of gold. It's not gold, bitch. Amos proved it's just like any other pussy!"

Lynn stopped twisting her arm. She jerked Carol over on her back.

Carol was sobbing softly. She couldn't fight a strong young woman like Lynn.

"Amos thinks a lot of you," Lynn said. "I think I'll find out just why he thinks you're so nice."

Lynn grabbed the top of Carol's shirt and ripped it down. Lynn peeled the shirt apart to reveal Carol's hot, creamy tits.

Lynn licked her lips as she looked at Carol's tits. "They to look nice, baby. Have you ever made it with another woman?"

"Never!" Carol answered defiantly.

"You're going to this time," Lynn said.

Carol screamed and tried to fight back, but there was no hope for her.

Lynn started sucking at one of Carol's nipples. Lynn knew what would turn another woman on. Her lips moved lightly across Carol's nipple and then she sucked it into her wet mouth. She began sucking on it gently.

"Damn you!" Carol moaned. "Damn you, don't do that! Please don't do that!"

"Why not, baby?" Lynn asked. "Are you afraid you're going to like it too much?"

That was exactly what Carol was afraid of. She was already feeling things that she wished she hadn't. There were wild vibrations shooting through her body. Lynn knew exactly what she was doing, and Carol was ashamed of what she was feeling.

Lynn's wet tongue moved down from Carol's tits. Her wet tongue trailed gently across Carol's trembling stomach.

Suddenly Lynn dragged Carol over to the car and she took the ropes and chains from the back seat.

"Oh no!" Carol pleaded. "Don't tie me up! Please!"

"Shut up, bitch!"

Carol tried to fight, but Lynn was too strong. Lynn chained her arms up above her head and around a tree trunk. She didn't bother tying Carol's legs.

"I like it so that you move around a little," Lynn said.

Lynn unbuttoned Carol's pants. She slid them down her legs and then pulled off her panties.

Carol tried to keep her legs together, but Lynn forced them apart. Carol really felt ashamed as Lynn looked at the pink lips of her pussy.

"A sweet little pussy," Lynn exclaimed. "Its just like Amos told me it was. A sweet-looking pussy!"

Lynn moved a hand up between Carol's legs. Carol shivered as those fingers gently stroked her cunt lips. She tried to move from side to side, but Lynn held her in place. Her fingers kept moving up and down Carol's cunt. Finally Carol gave up trying to move.

"That's right, baby," Lynn said. "Don't fight, so hard. I know you'll feel good if you don't fight me!"

Carol felt sick inside. Especially when one of Lynn's fingers slid into her wet pussy. Lynn started moving a finger around inside Carol's cunt. Again Carol started to twist away, but she couldn't move. She gasped as one of Lynn's fingers, brushed her clitty. Lynn pushed two more fingers inside Carol's pussy and began moving them around. Carol's cunt was getting wet.

"You like that, don't you, baby?" Lynn asked. "You like having your cunt played with?"

"No," Carol answered, but it was a lie because she was enjoying what was being done to her. She kept moving her ass as Lynn pressed her finger deeper inside her cunt. Lynn bent down and started sucking one of Carol's swollen titties again.

"No," Carol pleaded. "Oh no, please don't..."

But Lynn kept sucking at her titty.

Carol knew she was losing control. Her mind kept wanting Lynn to stop, but her body kept responding. She was already lifting up her ass in response to Lynn's thrusting fingers. Her pussy was already wet and dripping hot juice.

Lynn's fingers started making wet noises as she slid them in and out of Carol's pussy. Even Lynn seemed a little surprised. She looked down at Carol's face and she grinned lewdly.

"Your pussy gets hot fast, baby," Lynn said.

"Please, just leave me alone," Carol begged.

"I can't leave you alone, baby," Lynn replied. "We're going to have a nice party just to ourselves."

Lynn laughed lewdly as she sucked Carol's titty again. This time it seemed like Lynn was trying to suck her nipple off. Carol was groaning softly as Lynn sucked and chewed on her titty. Lynn's fingers started working a little deeper into Carol's pussy. Carol was finding it hard to control herself. She kept begging Lynn to stop, but she wasn't sure she wanted the other woman to stop, not when she was feeling such good vibrations.

"I'm going to make you feel good," Lynn promised. "I'm going to make you feel good all over."

"Please, just leave me alone."

Lynn's wet mouth was moving down Carol's body. Carol was scared. She had heard about women like Lynn and what they did to each other. But Carol was a decent woman. She wasn't like that. She wouldn't let Lynn do this to her.

Lynn's mouth moved lower. Lynn started sucking gently at Carol's pussy hair. Lynn's mouth seemed to suck at all of Carol's pussy hair. Then her face went lower and her tongue was licking up and down at Carol's slit.

Carol tried to turn her body to one side and then the other, but she couldn't escape Lynn's wet tongue. Lynn was content to move her tongue around just at the opening to Carol's cunt.

"I'm going to make it hot for you, baby," Lynn said, "I'm going to make you so fucking hot that you can't stand it."

Carol begged her to leave her alone, but she knew it wasn't going to do any good. Lynn's wet mouth kept pressing against Carol's cunt, gently parting the folds of Carol's pussy. Carol kept trying to move her body from side to side, but she couldn't escape that tongue. Lynn's tongue was crawling up into her cunt. She finally stopped trying as she felt Lynn's tongue curling around her hard clitty.

"Stop that," Carol whispered. "Oh, stop, please!"

Carol was really afraid that something was happening to her. She knew it was perverted to get turned on by another woman's touch and tongue, and yet it was happening to her. Carol kept trying to block out her lewd thoughts but nothing seemed to do any good.

It was perverted, but she felt herself responding. Her pussy started to get wet and her ass started to move against Lynn. Carol gasped with deep pleasure as Lynn caught her clitty inside her lips and started gently sucking on it.

"Oh shit, Lynn," Carol moaned. "You shouldn't be doing this. It's not right! Don't do it!"

And yet, Carol wasn't sure that she wanted Lynn to stop. The young woman was really getting to her. Lynn's fingers were sliding up her body and fondling her tits. Carol felt the quick sensations of pleasure going through her. Her ass was moving a little faster.

"Eat me," she moaned. She realized she had lost control of herself, and she really didn't give a damn any more. "Eat my cunt. I'm so hot all over. Eat my pussy, baby!"

Carol could think of nothing else but how good Lynn was making her feel, especially when Lynn's hands slipped underneath her and started massaging Carol's shapely ass cheeks. Lynn's tongue seemed to know just the places to excite Carol more and more. Carol spread her legs as far apart as she could. Lynn's tongue moved in and out, fucking Carol.

Carol wished she wasn't tied. She wouldn't have tried to get away. Now she would have held onto Lynn's head and pulled her closer.

"Eat me good!" Carol screamed. "Oh shit, I'm coming. Eat me up good! I'm going to fucking come! Oh fuck, Lynn!"

Lynn didn't seem to mind the sudden gush of juices that flooded her face. She kept pushing her face closer and licking like a wild woman. Carol could actually hear her swallowing.

The last few spasms went through Carol, then she relaxed. Lynn sucked a few moments longer until Carol was no longer moving. Carol felt as if she had been emotionally and physically drained. She knew she had been satisfied in a way that she never felt before.

Lynn stood up. She started stripping out of the waitress's uniform. Carol could feel her heart pounding as Lynn revealed her small but shapely tits and her thick black cunt bush.

"You enjoyed it, bitch," Lynn said. "You shook your ass just like any other cunt when I was sucking you. Now let's see if you can satisfy me."

"Please don't make me do that!" Carol pleaded. She was so scared. She wasn't that kind of girl. She wouldn't do that.

"Shut up, cunt!" Lynn exclaimed. "You're going to eat my pussy and you're going to do a good fucking job."

Lynn wasn't going to give her any chance to escape. She grabbed Carol's head. She moved up until Carol's lips were pressed against her titties. Lynn put her hand against the side of Carol's face. Carol could feel Lynn's nails gently scraping at her cheek.

"Now you suck on my titties and you suck like you can't get enough," Lynn said. "Or I'm going to claw your face so badly that no man will ever look at you again. I'll do it, cunt!"

There was something in Lynn's voice that told Carol the dark-haired young woman wasn't playing around. Carol did as the other girl wanted. She opened her mouth, and Lynn's tit slipped inside. She began sucking on it gently.

"Just think about me like I'm that girlfriend you used to have," Lynn said. "The one you always wanted to do this with."

Carol didn't know how but Lynn had come very close to the truth. There had been a girl in Carol's past whom she had been very good friends with. They had played around some, but it had never been serious, just things that young girls do. But Carol had always wondered.

Now Carol sucked a little harder on Lynn's tit. She didn't like the thought of it, but she knew she was turning Lynn on.

Lynn grabbed the back of Carol's head and started savagely cramming her plump tit into Carol's moth.

"Suck on it hard!" Lynn gasped. "That's what I like. I like to have my tit sucked hard!"

Carol opened her mouth wider. She sucked harder on Lynn's titty. She was sucking more of Lynn's tit deep into her mouth. Her teeth scraped gently and that was what Lynn wanted.

"Oh shit yeah, bitch!" Lynn screamed.

Lynn kept moving her tits so that Carol was sucking on both of them. It seemed like hours that she sucked on Lynn's titties.

Finally Lynn pushed Carol away. She freed Carol and quickly straddled her body. Carol felt Lynn's soft pussy hairs rubbing against her titties.

"I'm going to stick my pussy in your face, baby," Lynn moaned. "You'd better do a good fucking job or I'll smother your ass!"

Lynn moved up quickly and let her pussy settle on Carol's face. Carol choked for breath as Lynn settled down hard. Carol immediately started pushing her tongue up into Lynn's pussy. It was the only way she knew to get it over with fast.

Carol stabbed her tongue quickly in and out of Lynn's pussy and felt the juices dripping into her mouth. She had to keep swallowing the tangy juices as she slid her tongue in and out.

"Oh, yeah!" Lynn screamed. "You just keep doing that, baby. I'm going to come if you keep doing that. Suck on my clitty some. Make me come on your face!"

Carol was having trouble breathing as Lynn kept grinding her pussy down on her face. Finally Carol felt a shudder go through Lynn, and she knew that Lynn was nearly there. She tongued Lynn's clit, and that was all it took.

"You eat pussy good, baby!" Lynn screamed. "You eat pussy so fucking good! Oh shit, it feels good!"

The quick wild pleasure kept going through Lynn. Carol could feel Lynn vibrating. Finally she felt Lynn stop shuddering. Lynn stayed on top a few moments longer and then she moved away.

"You're nice, baby," Lynn said, "but I guess I'll have to get you dressed and take you home. Amos is not going to like it that you tried to escape. I'm afraid you're in for a hard time."

Carol shuddered.

CHAPTER FOUR

"So my sister caught you trying to escape," Amos remarked. "Didn't get very far, did you?" Amos laughed.

Carol was chained outside the house. Her arms were chained around a slender oak tree and she was naked except for her shoes.

Amos bent down and ran his fingers lightly over Carol's back and down to her rounded asscheeks. She squirmed away from him and he laughed loudly. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back until she felt the strain.

"I told you not to run away," he warned. "I told you that things would be worse if you tried. But you wouldn't listen."

"Please let me go," she begged. "My husband's got money. Lots of money. He'll pay you. Please let me go."

"You shouldn't have tried to run away," Amos said. "I'd like to know what part you liked best?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you like it when you sucked on her pussy the best or did you like it when she sucked on yours?"

"You bastard!" she cried.

"Such language from a lady," Amos said.

Amos stood up and took off his heavy black belt that was studded with little buttons. He folded it up and brought it down with a hard smack against his palm.

Carol trembled as she looked at his belt. She tried to move away from him.

"Stand up!" he demanded.

"Don't hit me with that," she pleaded. "You've been a bad little girl," he said. "A bad little girl needs to be punished. That's the way children learn. Now get up on your fucking feet!"

He didn't wait for her to obey. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her to her feet. Her naked tits were stinging as they rubbed against the bark of the tree. But that was nothing to what came next he brought his belt crashing down against her shapely ass.

Carol had never been spanked, not even ass child. Amos brought the belt down on her shapely ass again and it hurt like hell. He began to whack her ass.

Carol twisted around the tree to get out of his way, but she couldn't escape that rough belt.

"Stop!" she begged. "Don't do that to me! Please stop!"

She was begging through her tears as Amos kept bringing the belt down against her ass. She knew her asscheeks were raw from his stinging belt. He didn't stop.

"Which did you like better, bitch?" Amos asked. "Did you enjoy sucking her pussy?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "I loved it. I loved her eating me. Please stop hitting me. Oh shit, that hurts!"

He left her a sobbing mess. He slapped her ass, then freed her from the tree. He walked into the house. He came back a few minutes later with a cold beer.

Carol was lying on the ground, sobbing, as he approached her.

"Get up on your hands and knees," he demanded.

She moved up on her hands and knees quickly.

He poured a little beer into her hair, and she heard Lynn laughing. His sister had walked out onto the porch to watch. She was also drinking a beer. She had changed clothes. She was wearing a short black skirt and the starched white blouse of a waitress' uniform.

"I think the little bitch has learned her lesson," Lynn said.

"Maybe," Amos replied. "Let's find out. Come here, Lynn."

Lynn came to him quickly, and he put his arm around her. Carol was surprised when she saw him caressing his sister's tit.

"Move closer," Amos said. "Sniff her pussy, Carol. Just like a dog trying to find some ass. Sniff her cunt!"

Carol crawled along the ground to Lynn. She was whimpering as she raised her head up between Lynn's legs. She didn't wanted to do this before, but now she was a willing slave.

She pressed her lips against the inside of Lynn's thighs, and she sniffed like a dog. She heard Amos laugh, and she cursed him in her heart.

"Sorry I can't stay, but I have to get to work. You two have fun!"

Amos finished his beer and crumpled up the can.

Carol waited fearfully.

Amos reached down and unbuckled his trousers. He pulled his trousers down. He wasn't wearing shorts.

Her mouth opened. Somehow his cock seemed to look bigger every time she looked at it. His prick wasn't hard yet, but there was a slow ooze dripping from the end. She could almost feel the heat from his throbbing cock.

"Now sniff my cock," he said. "But tell me first. Tell me that you want to sniff my cock!"

"I-I want to sniff your cock," she whispered. "Let me sniff your cock. I want to do it."

"Then do it, bitch," he said. "You're not such a lady on your hands and knees, are you? You're just a cunt who sucks!"

She gave him what he wanted as she moved her head up between his legs and made sniffling noises. His hand ran through her silken hair. She would sniff as long as he wanted, but she had the feeling that he was going to want more than that.

"Now my balls, baby," he said. "Put your nose up against my big fucking balls."

Carol pressed her nose against his balls. She smelled his strong cock odor and felt the heat of his pulsating cock. His prick was hard as a rock and his balls were swollen with his cum.

"Now my asshole, baby," he told her. "Show me what a bitch you really are. Lick my asshole!"

She looked up at him and wanted to shake her head. But there was a look on his face -- he wouldn't be denied. She bent her head again and started licking his balls. She moved her tongue underneath his balls, then to the crack of his ass. She swallowed her pride as she started running her tongue into his asscrack. His hands were in her hair. He pulled her head back up.

"You know what I like, baby," he said. "Take it in your mouth. Take it deep!"

She parted her lips and gently sucked his cock into her mouth. She carefully let his cock ride over her silken tongue and into her throat. His cockhead was pulsating with pleasure as she sucked on him.

She started bobbing her head, her tongue licking around his thick prick. She felt his excitement. He was trembling as she sucked him.

She lifted her head and started pushing her tongue against his piss hole. She tasted his cum on her tongue. Rolling her tongue around his cock, she took his prick back inside her mouth again. She moved her head quickly and sucked his hard cock as deep into her mouth as she could. She felt his hot knob throbbing against the back of her throat.

"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You're learning. You're fucking learning a lot!"

She started bobbing her head as fast as she could. His cock was swelling, and his hard balls slapped at her each time he thrust forward. His fingers dropped down to her titties, and she thought he was trying to rip them off. His fingers gripped her tits as his thumbs worked her hard nipples.

She didn't like the fact that this man could turn her on so quickly but it was happening more and more. Already her face was flushed and her pussy was dripping juice.

"You're an animal, baby," he groaned. "Just like me. You're an animal that likes to suck cock and fuck like crazy. Now I'm going to teach you to fuck like an animal!"

He kept her head on his cock for a few moments more, then he slowly pulled her head away.

Carol looked at his cock and saw it dripping cum and her spit. It was throbbing. She licked her lips nervously.

He reached down and undid the chain that held her arms. He turned her so that she was facing the tree again and chained her arms a little tighter around it. He pushed her down on her knees so that she was in an uncomfortable position but her pussy could easily be reached.

"Please don't chain me up anymore," she begged. "I'll do anything you want, but please don't chain me up anymore. It hurts this way."

"I don't give damn if you hurt or not," he exclaimed. "You remember one thing, baby. You're here for my pleasure. That's all that matters. You're nothing but a cunt that makes me happy or I'll beat your ass again. Do you understand?"

"Oh, yes," she gasped.

Now, Carol was willing to do anything to keep him happy. She knew she could never go through the kind of beating she'd just had. It would kill her. She knew she would tremble for the rest of her life at just the sight of a belt.

"Now I'm going to give it to you, baby," he said.

"Anything you want," she said, "Just don't hit me anymore."

He moved behind her, pressing his cock against her cunt. Her pussy was already wet, and he slid into her cunt with one steady push. His cock filled her pussy. It made her feel as if she was being stretched apart. His big balls throbbed against her.

He started fucking her with hard, deep strokes. Carol was pushed against the tree every time she moved. He reached around her and grabbed her tits. He held onto them hard as he kept shoving his fat cock into her pussy. He knew what he was doing with his cock. He made her hotter than anything her husband had ever managed to do.

"You fuck me so good," she gasped.

His hands squeezed her tits. She started pushing her cunt back against his swollen cock, trying to take it even deeper into her pussy.

"You like my cock, baby?" he asked. "Do you like my big cock in your cunt?"

"Oh, yes," she screamed.

She was beginning to believe it. Something about the way he treated her brought out the animal inside her. Already her pussy was wetter than it had been in a long time.

"So you'll do anything I want," he said. "We'll just have to see about that."

He rolled his cock around in her pussy so that she felt really stuffed. Then he suddenly pulled his prick out of her juicy cunt.

"Don't stop fucking me!" she screamed. "I like your cock in my cunt. I know I'm acting like a whore but I don't care."

"I'm not going to stop fucking you," he said. "I'm just going to give you something you'll like better!"

She didn't know what he meant. All she knew was that her cunt was feeling empty and she was rubbing her cunt against him, trying to get him so excited that he would slam his cock back into her.

Instead, he rubbed his cockhead up between the cheeks of her ass.

"You're going to get it this time, sweet bitch," he groaned. "You're going to get it like you've never had it before."

And she finally knew what he meant because his throbbing cockhead was against her asshole. He gave her a few seconds to realize what he was going to do, and then he started shoving.

Carol tried to move her ass away from him, but she couldn't escape. She felt a hot pain in her asshole as his throbbing cockhead popped inside.

"Don't do that!" she screamed. "Please don't. Anything but that. Oh fuck, you're killing me!"

"Nobody ever died from this baby," he said, "and you're going to be a better woman because of it!"

She cursed at him as he kept pushing his cock deeper into her ass. His cock was too big. It was going to split her ass in half. She knew it wouldn't fit, and yet somehow his prick was sliding into her ass. His throbbing cockmeat was halfway inside her ass, and she was going through a pain she'd never felt before.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. "You're killing me. Don't do it anymore. You're tearing me in half. It hurts so bad. Oh fuck!"

"Just relax, baby," he told her.

Carol couldn't relax. Not when he was tearing her in half this way. She kept trying to move her ass until she realized that her movements only sucked his hard prick deeper inside.

"You bastard!" she screamed. "You sick bastard!"

He laughed and kept pushing. His prick suddenly went all the way into her tight asshole. His balls rested against her. Carol felt as if she wouldn't have long to live with the harsh pain going through her body. She felt as if he would tear her in half if he moved.

But he didn't move. He gave her time to get used to the swollen cockmeat in her asshole.

She had never thought she could relax, but somehow she was.

He started moving, and there wasn't as much pain as there had been only moments before. Then he reached around and started playing with her cunt. Two fingers pushed up into her fiery hole, started working in and out. Her pussy was juicy. For a few seconds she forgot about the cock in her asshole as she concentrated on the good feeling of his fingers in her cunt. He started fucking her ass hard. This time she felt a strange sensation all over her body. It was almost like being filled with two cocks at once. His fingers rubbed harder and started pushing against her clitty.

"That's right, baby," he groaned. "You're starting to shake your ass now. I like it when you shake your ass!"

All the soreness was gone. It was impossible to believe, but she was starting to enjoy his stiff cock in her asshole. She pushed her ass back against him, taking his cock a little deeper with each thrust.

"That's the fucking way," he groaned. "Oh yeah, shake your ass."

He rammed another finger up into her cunt, moving all of them around inside her. He thrust them in and out.

"I do like it," she moaned. "Oh shit, I'm turning into some kind of whore. I do like it!"

He reached up and grabbed one of her titties and that was all it took. Suddenly there were vibrations of pleasure shooting through her. Her juices soaked his fingers. She couldn't control the lewd movements of her body.

"I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm fucking coming! Oh shit, it feels so fucking nice!"

She backed against him harder and his balls slapped her loudly. He fucked her as hard as he could, his cock getting thicker in her ass hole.

She wanted to feel his cum. She wanted it. She kept shaking her ass as fast as she could.

"Fuck me in the ass!" she screamed. "Come in my ass! I like it! Shoot your cum in my asshole!"

"You bitch!" he screamed. "I'm coming!" He drove his prick deep into her hot ass and his cum started spurting wildly inside her.

She kept moving her ass as she tried to drain his cock of every drop. He gave her another few hard strokes and his prickcream leaked out of her hot ass.

He finally pulled his cock out and slapped her hard on the ass.

Carol was still sore and she flinched.

"I'm just going to leave you tied up her until I get some dinner," Amos said. "Then I'll be back to get you."

"What if somebody should come along and see me?"

"Then they can just help themselves," Amos said.

She was pretty sure he meant it.

CHAPTER FIVE

Carol was chained in the bedroom, listening to voices in the kitchen. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying and she moved closer to the door. She put her eye to the keyhole and peered through. She grew immediately excited.

Standing in the kitchen was a man she recognized. His name was Richard Powers and he was on the board at the country club. He was not a man she liked very much. He had a timid young wife who would never amount to any thing much because he kept her firmly under his thumb. He liked to flirt with other wives at parties. He was not even good looking.

But right now Carol was glad to see him. She thought about calling out to him, then she remembered Amos' words when he locked her in the bedroom.

"You stay in here and you stay quiet, lady," he had told her. "Open your mouth and you'll really know how bad it is."

But she couldn't hold back. She knew that Richard would help her. He was her husband's friend and he had flirted with her hundreds of times. She would be ashamed for him to find her like this. At that moment she had on a pair of panties and her shoes, but there was a man's shirt laying on the bed.

This might be her last chance.

"Richard!" she screamed. She started pounding on the door. "Let me out, Richard! Let me out of here!"

Richard and Amos looked up with startled glances. Amos shook his head.

Carol saw Richard walking toward the door and she quietly backed away. She grabbed the shirt and put it on as the door opened.

"Carol Brady!" he said, honestly shocked. "The entire town is looking for you. What are you doing here?"

"He kidnapped me!" Carol explained. "That animal. He keeps me chained here like an animal. You have to help me, Richard."

"Damn," Richard said softly.

She started to run to Richard, but Amos stood in front of her. She heard the lock being turned.

"You've really fucked it up this time, Amos," Richard said grimly. "You've kidnapped the most beautiful woman in town. Everybody is looking for her. You can't mean to use her in your fun and games."

"She's learning her place," Amos replied.

"Shit," Richard said. "You can't get away with this. Not with her. Kidnapping those stupid mill girls is all right, but not a lady like Carol."

"She fucks good," Amos said. "And she's learning fast."

"But you can't get away with this! Shit, you could go to jail for messing with classy stuff like that."

"We could both go to jail," Amos pointed out. "They find out about me, and it won't be long before they find out about our little still and all the moonshine money we're making. Not to mention the whores we supply."

"Damn," Richard said, laughing loudly.

"Hell, I guess you're right. All of those fucking cunts are alike. She'll be just like the rest. She'll love your cock so much by the time she leaves here that she won't tell a soul."

"Don't you want to try any of that ass?" Amos asked.

"You're damn right," Richard answered.

"Here's the key," Amos said. "She's all yours. Enjoy yourself."

Carol backed away from the door. She just couldn't believe this was happening. She'd always thought that Richard Powers was harmless, but she was finding out what a snake he was. She was determined not to let him touch her. She backed away as far as she could, until her back was against the far wall.

Richard approached her. He was grinning lewdly. His dirty eyes went up and down her body as if he already owned her.

"You leave me alone!" Carol gasped.

"Don't fight it, Carol," Richard said. "I'm going to get a piece of your pretty ass. I've always wanted some and I'm going to get it."

"You animal!"

Richard reached down and picked up her chain. He started pulling the chain to him.

Carol struggled, but Richard was stronger than she was. He pulled on her chains until she was just a few inches from him.

"Don't make it hard on yourself, Carol," he said. "Why don't you just get, down on your hands and knees and suck my cock for a while? Or maybe you'd like for me to call Amos. He's got, a pretty good backhand with that belt of his."

Her knees felt weak. She thought she was going to be sick to her stomach. She knew she couldn't go through another beating. She hated Richard's smug face, but she also knew she was going to have to do as she was told.

"You bastard," she said, as she went down on her knees in front of him.

"Amos sure trains them right," Richard said.

She unbuckled his belt easily, but her fingers fumbled with his zipper. Finally he moved her fingers away and he unzipped his pants. She pulled them down to his knees. His thick cock was bunched in his shorts.

She was careful as she peeled his shorts over his swollen cock and down his legs. His cock wasn't as big as Amos', but it looked thick and excited. She could smell his strong odor as she opened her mouth.

"Lick it, bitch," Richard groaned. "I want to feel your tongue licking my fucking cock, I've dreamed of this!"

Carol started moving her silky tongue around his flared cockhead. She hadn't thought she would get excited by kissing a man's cock, but there was something happening to her that she didn't understand. Her thighs started feeling itchy almost as soon as she smelled his prick. She opened her mouth a little wider and took his swollen knob into her mouth. She let his prickhead slide over her silken tongue.

"Oh shit," he groaned. "Take it deep, Carol. I want to see my cock all the way in your mouth!"

Her cheeks ballooned as she slowly took his swollen cock deeper into her mouth. She felt his knob at the deepest part of her throat. She could feel it throbbing. She kept him there, knowing he was getting excited just looking at her.

"Shit, you've got it deep," he groaned. "I never would have dreamed you could take a fucking cock so deep in your mouth!"

Feeling the hot pressure of his balls against her chin, she let her teeth scrape his cockflesh as she slowly pulled her head back. She tasted cum dripping on her tongue. Her mouth pulled at his cockhead as she drew her head back farther.

He reached down and pulled her hair back from her face so that he could see everything better. He groaned as her wet lips started gently sliding up and down on his swollen prick.

Carol knew it was a terrible thing to get turned on while she was sucking his cock. She could feel a tingling sensation as she closed her lips tighter around his cock. Her saliva started mixing with his leaking cum, dripping down the sides of his cock. She took a deep breath each time she gobbled his cockmeat. His swollen prickhead pulsated all the way to the back of her throat.

"Oh fuck, baby!" Richard moaned. "Oh, you don't know how good that makes me feel!"

Richard's hands moved from her head down to her titties. He began massaging her tits through the material of the man's shirt. He suddenly grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it down the front. Buttons flew everywhere.

He pushed his hands into the shirt and grabbed her tits.

Carol couldn't stop her tits from aching and his squeezing hands only made things worse.

"You've got a fucking big pair of tits, baby," Richard groaned. "Shit, you're really built. I always knew you looked like a sweet piece of ass, but it makes it better knowing everything is real!"

His fingers moved over her nipples, and she gasped. It was crazy but she found herself sucking at his cock and making noises with her mouth that sounded really lewd. Now his leaking cum had a little stronger taste. His cockmeat was getting even thicker inside her mouth.

"You sweet bitch!" Richard moaned. "You sweet fucking bitch!"

Richard moved his hands back up to her hair again. His fingers gripped the back of her head as he crammed his thick cockmeat deeper into her throat. He fucked her mouth savagely and she started wondering if he was going to come in her mouth.

"Oh fucking shit," he groaned. "I'd like to shoot it in your mouth bitch. I'd like to shoot my fucking wad! It feels so damned good!"

At the last moment he pulled her head away from his cock.

Carol saw his red cockmeat glistening with her spit. She had never dreamed that the sight of a swollen cock would excite her, but the excitement raging through her was almost out of control.

She put her hand around the base of his cock and her fingers moved up and down slowly. She coaxed a little drop of glistening cum out of the head of his cock, then she licked it away.

"Sweet baby," he groaned. "Sweet fucking baby!"

She wanted to take his prick into her mouth again.

His hands moved down to her titties once more. His fingers couldn't seem to get enough of holding her tits. His fingers scraped her nipples and made her shiver with desire.

"You're a sweet bitch," he groaned. "A sweet fucking bitch. Take off your panties, baby. Let me see that pussy I've dreamed about."

She knew there was no use trying to argue. She leaned back and slid her flimsy panties down her long legs. She could see his eyes moving down her body, and he grinned lewdly when she kicked her panties off.

"Spread your legs, baby," he said. "I want to see your pussy!"

She spread her legs wide.

He looked between her legs. She felt shy enough to want to close her legs, but she didn't. Her will to resist was slowly being drained out of her, especially when men could make her feel so hot all over.

"Play with yourself," Richard told her. "I want to see you playing with your hot cunt just like you were a young girl!"

Carol licked her lips as she felt the hot sensations of pleasure going through her. She couldn't resist. Her fingers moved down her body and she touched her cunthairs. She spread her legs wider as her fingers moved down between her legs.

Richard took off the rest of his clothes as he watched her play with her cunt.

She saw him licking his lips as he stood before her naked. He had a nice, youthful-looking body. It made her shiver to look at him, especially at the way his cock hardened.

"Stick your fingers in your cunt," Richard said. "Give me a real show!"

She had played with herself for Amos, and she knew that men liked this sort of thing. She was getting excited as she fingered her pussy. She pushed two fingers inside her cunt and started working them in and out. Her fingers immediately got wet with her juice. She didn't know what these men were doing to her, but she was sure of one thing -- they were making her hotter than she had ever been in her life.

"That's the way, baby," he said. "Play with your cunt. Drive your fingers in and out of your wet cunt!"

She was getting hotter and wetter by the moment. She kept driving her fingers deeper into her pussy until her ass was squirming with pleasure.

"Roll over on your hands and knees," he moaned. "I want to fuck your sweet ass doggie-style."

She had trouble with the chain around her neck but she somehow got on her hands and knees. She had never dreamed of behaving this way. She would never have dreamed that her cunt would be dripping hot honey as a stranger got ready to fuck her.

He moved up against her and his swollen prick pressed against her cunthole. Richard moved his hot knob up and down against her cuntlips. He moved slowly and her cuntlips parted for his swollen cock. He pushed forward gently and his cock was half inside her.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, baby. I've looked at your ass and wanted it so bad that I hurt all over!"

She gasped as he slammed his big prick all the way into her wet cunt. His prick went deep into her belly. She had never felt a cock fucking so deep before. Her entire body trembled.

"You hot-assed little bitch," he moaned. "Your pussy is just as tight as I thought it would be. It feels so fucking good. So fucking good!"

He started to fuck her gently. She was surprised by how slowly he was fucking her. Then she realized that he was doing it slowly because he was trying to enjoy it more, to make it last. She was used to Amos' hard fucking and this was almost nice.

He began to move his cock around so that his thick prickhead was rubbing gently against her clitty. Each time he moved that way, he sent a quick, delicious shiver through her body. She pushed back to meet his thrusting cock. She felt ashamed of herself, yet at the same time, she felt a wicked delight that she had never, known before. She was fucking Richard, one of her husband's best friends, and he had a beautiful cock.

Richard reached around her body and grabbed her titties. He started fondling them, running his fingers across her nipples, jerking them almost brutally.

Carol groaned. She pushed back against him a little harder, and his cock slid a little deeper into her cunt.

She was getting to the peak of pleasure. Her body was slowly betraying her. She felt the rumbling sensation in her belly and she started moving her ass a little faster.

"You like it now, don't you, baby?"

Richard asked.

She didn't want to talk to him. She only wanted him to fuck her as she kept pushing back against his cock. He laughed as he started slamming his long, thick prick into her cunt a little harder. This was what she needed so badly.

"Oh yes, fuck me!" she moaned. "Oh yes, I do like that."

Richard fucked her harder, realizing that she had reached the point of no return. He slowed down to keep her from coming, and then he cruelly pulled his cock all the way out of her cunt.

"Oh no!" she whispered. "What are you doing? Don't treat me this way!"

"Turn back over, baby," he said.

She got over on her back.

Richard reached underneath her and lifted her legs almost above her head. He put his weight down on top of her and placed his cock at the hot entrance to her pussy. But he didn't put his cock inside her. Instead, he rubbed his cockhead up and down the entrance to her cunt.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked. "Don't tease this way, damn you! Fuck me!"

"I want to hear you beg, baby," Richard said. "This is something I've dreamed about for a long time and I want to hear you beg for my cock."

"You bastard!"

But it was getting too much for her. To feel his cock rubbing against her cuntlips was too much to bear. She started shaking her ass from side to side, but she couldn't get him to put his cock inside her. Finally she lifted her ass up high and caught him by surprise. His cock was pushing into her pussy for a second, but then he pulled back out and raised up slightly.

"Please fuck me!" she screamed. "Please put your cock back inside me again. I can't stand it! Please fuck me!"

He gave her what she needed. He rammed his cock as deep into her cunt as he could.

Carol felt as if he was going to tear a hole through her. It was what she wanted. She started pushing her cunt up against his prick.

"Shit, you sure are hot for it," he said. "Amos sure knows how to train a good fuck bitch!"

She didn't care what he called her or what he did as long as he kept giving her that big cock. She could feel the wet sensations in her pussy that told her she didn't have long left. She tried to fight it. She didn't want it to end. She tried to fight it, but it was no use. The fires were growing too fast. She lifted her ass higher as the first wicked vibrations shook her.

"Your cock's so good," she moaned. "Your big cock feels so good in my cunt. I'm going to fucking come. It feels so good that I can't stand it. I'm coming! Coming!"

She gave a wild yell as her ass lifted off the floor as the quick spasms shook her body. It seemed as if she would never stop coming. She was lifting her ass higher with every stroke. A flood of hot juices soaked his cock. He fucked her harder. Finally the last quick spasm went through her. But she couldn't relax. She kept lifting her ass for him.

"You fuck so good," she moaned.

"I'm going to come in your mouth, baby," he said. "I'm going to shoot my fucking wad in your mouth."

He was almost there. He quickly pulled his prick out of her cunt and moved up her body. His cock was leaking all over her body. She touched her tongue to the tip of his cock and tasted his salty cum. Then he crammed it between her lips all the way to his balls.

"I'm shooting my wad!" he screamed. "I'm spraying your fucking throat with my cum. I'm coming!"

He was really coming. His hot cum was filling her mouth. She kept swallowing as she managed to get most of his milky white cum down her throat without choking. Some of it leaked out of the corners of her mouth.

He drew his cock out of her mouth and let another few drops of his cum ooze over her titties.

"You're fucking great, baby," Richard gasped. "I hope Amos keeps you around for a while just to suck my prick when I need it."

CHAPTER SIX

"Where are you taking me?" Carol asked.

"We're going to a party," Amos answered. Carol didn't have to ask what kind of party it was going to be. Carol was dressed in a white tunic that came to just above her knees. She had on a pair of white panties but no bra. The tunic was cut low enough in front to show her nipples if she didn't bend over.

The only thing that kept her hopes high was that there would be other people at the party.

There would be someone who could help her. There would be someone to get word to her husband or to the police.

She lost hope when she saw the house where the party was going to be held. It was Lynn's house.

Amos parked the car in the front and walked around to help Carol out. She had a silver collar on, but a chain fastened to her arm was how he led her to the house.

"You shouldn't take me here," Carol said, thinking fast.

"Why not?"

"There might be somebody who knows me," she said. "I'm known around town. The police are looking for me. Somebody might turn you in."

"You let me worry about that," he said.

He didn't sound worried. He was grinning as he led her up to the front door. He didn't have to knock because the door opened and Lynn was standing there. She was dressed in a clinging black gown that showed she wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

"Hello, sweet pussy," Lynn greeted. "I'm glad Amos let you out this evening. It's going to be a fun party."

Amos pulled her inside.

Carol shivered as Lynn brushed against her.

She remembered the things that Lynn had made her feel and she felt ashamed of herself. She also felt weak and tingly all over.

Carol looked around. She had never been to a party like this before. There were two women who were dressed just as she was. She recognized one of than immediately. Beautiful, redheaded Samantha Williams looked miserable sitting on a couch in one corner. She was the wife of the mayor. She had a collar around her neck and two chains locking her hands behind her.

Amos pushed Carol over to a couch. He let go of her chain. She sat down beside Samantha. She had never seen Samantha looking so mussed up before. She was the type of woman who always had every hair in place.

"What are you doing here?" Carol whispered.

"I sure as hell am not here of my own free will," Samantha said gruffly.

"You mean you were kidnapped too?"

Samantha nodded.

Carol quickly realized that Samantha wasn't going to say any more. She looked around her and she shuddered.

Lynn was the only woman here who wasn't chained. The other woman who was chained was dressed in a clinging blue tunic and Carol recognized her also -- Jennie Wales, a mousy-looking school teacher. This party was full of surprises.

There were four other men besides Amos at the party. Amos went over to the bar and started sipping a drink. Two of the men had walked over to the schoolteacher.

"You remember me, teach," one of them said.

"No," Jennie answered.

"My name's Bob Luther. You should remember me. You flunked me out of the tenth grade."

"I-I remember you now," Jennie said nervously. "You were too old for the tenth anyway. You wouldn't learn."

"No, I guess I wouldn't," Bob said. "But I guess the shoe's on the other foot right now. I'm going to teach you a few things."

Carol felt sorry for Jennie.

Jennie was backing away, but she wasn't going to go far Bob grabbed her by the end of her silver chain. He jerked her against him, then his hands moved down her back to her ass. Jennie tried to twist away. Bob wrapped the chain around her neck and tightened up on it until she groaned in pain.

Bob released her, then his hands moved down her ass again. This time Jennie didn't try to move away as he squeezed her ass. He squeezed her hard and pulled her against him. The other man moved behind Jennie and pressed his body against her from behind.

Lynn came over to Samantha. Samantha shivered as Lynn put her fingers on Samantha's bare knee. Her fingers moved up Samantha's leg, and the gorgeous redhead didn't try to move away. There was a peculiar expression on her face made up of fear and lust.

Carol could see that Samantha had already experienced many things with Lynn.

"Please don't," Samantha moaned.

"Spread your legs," Lynn commanded.

The redhead didn't argue. She spread her legs and Lynn's fingers moved up between her thighs.

Lynn smiled as she stroked Samantha's pussy.

Carol wished she could move away, but everyone was watching and she didn't want to call attention to herself. She knew her turn was going to come soon enough.

"You've got a wet pussy," Lynn sighed.

"Oh damn," Samantha groaned.

"Show everybody, baby," Lynn said. "Show everybody here your wet pussy. Show us!"

Samantha opened her legs wider, and every body could see her wet cunt. They could also see that Lynn had one finger in her pussy and was working it frantically in and out. Samantha's face was turning a deep shade of red as she grew humiliated, yet she could not stop her ass from moving in wicked response to Lynn's thrusting finger.

"Take your tunic off," Lynn commanded. The gorgeous, cultured-looking redhead stripped the tunic off as quickly as she could. There was a loud gasp from everybody as all eyes turned to her luscious body.

Samantha opened her legs, and this time Lynn dropped between them. Samantha screamed in pleasure as Lynn started sucking her pussy.

"I'm going to come!" Samantha screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh fuuuuuck!"

Samantha came like a wild woman. She twisted all over the couch as if she was trying to get away from Lynn's tongue. But she wasn't trying to get away because she held Lynn's head tightly against her cunt.

Finally Samantha stopped shaking. Lynn made loud noises as she kept sucking on her pussy. Carol could hear Lynn making swallowing sounds as she sucked all of Samantha's juice down her throat.

Carol looked up to see Jennie again. The men had stripped her naked and strapped her down over the kitchen table. Her legs were hanging off the edge and each man was taking turns sticking his cock into her pussy. They didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Amos had been watching everything and now he finished his drink. Carol shivered as she saw him walking over toward her. She looked up into his bloated half-drunken face, and she swallowed nervously.

"Get up on the table," Amos told her.

Amos pointed to a small table in the center of the room.

Carol trembled as she stood up and walked to the table. She climbed up on it, knowing that she was giving everyone a good view of her pretty ass.

"Dance for us," Amos said. He went over to a wall radio and turned on something fast and sexy.

One look at Amos' face and Carol knew she wasn't going to have any choice. She began to sway to the music.

"You call that dancing?" Amos asked. "Shit, baby, shake those tits and ass! Shake it like you know what it's for."

She tried. She tried hard, but she couldn't get into the mood of the thing. She was still too much of a lady to show herself off this way. She knew her movements looked wooden, but she couldn't make herself look sexier.

"Damn it to hell!" Amos roared. "I want you to shake your fucking ass like a whore in heat, and you give me virgin twat."

Amos was so angry that he slapped out at anything close to him. Samantha was closest to him. She groaned as he slapped her face.

Lynn moved away quickly. She understood her brother's moods.

"Dance, bitch!" Amos screamed.

Carol heard Jennie's cries and moans coming from behind her. She turned her head and she stopped moving completely. They had dragged poor Jennie to the floor. She was sitting on one man's cock while another drove his prick into her mouth. Carol had never seen anything like it in her life.

"Stupid bitch!" Amos cried.

Carol was dragged from the table by her chain. She was knocked backward to the floor. She tried to stand, but Amos grabbed her chain and dragged her off her feet again. He reached down and ripped the flimsy tunic off her body.

"Now you dance, you bitch! Or I'm going to rip you fucking apart!"

Carol felt their eyes on her. She stood up nervously and started dancing. She started feeling the music and her body started shaking the way Amos wanted her to.

"That's right, bitch," Amos said. "Now you know how to do it. Now you're doing good. Shake your sweet ass!"

Lynn left the room, then she returned with a camera. She was taking pictures of everything that was happening.

Amos stopped Carol's dancing and lifted her back up onto the table.

"Spread your legs wide for the camera, baby," Amos said.

Carol spread her legs wide as Lynn took pictures of her pussy. Amos put his hand between her legs. He started putting his fingers up inside her cunt and making her squirm with pleasure.

"Come here, bitch," Amos told Samantha. The redhead knew what he wanted. She got off the couch and came to Amos. She went down on her knees and started fumbling with the zipper on Amos' trousers. She got it open immediately and her wet lips touched his big prick. She took his cock into her mouth and made a slurping noise as she took it deep into her mouth.

She moved her hand up to his balls and started caressing them as she sucked his cock.

Amos gently pulled her head back from his cock.

"Do her," Amos said.

"Please don't make me do that," Samantha sobbed.

"You know what happens if you don't," Amos warned. "Do her!"

Carol was finding it all hard to believe. The cool and sophisticated Samantha turned her head. Samantha pushed her hair from her face, then moved between Carol's legs. Her lips sent little electric feeling shivers through Carol. Carol was already feeling turned on, and she couldn't help grabbing the back of Samantha's head and pulling her face closer to her cunt.

"The little bitch likes it," Amos said, laughing.

Amos went over to the couch. Lynn had stopped taking pictures and Carol was even more shocked at what happened next. Amos put his hand on his sister's head and pulled her face down to his lap. Lynn looked as if she enjoyed sucking her own brotber's cock.

Carol gripped the back of Samantha's head a little tighter as Samantha started to enjoy what she was doing. Carol could feel Samantha's tongue exploring all over the inside of her cunt. Even Lynn had not been so wild. Carol kept running her fingers through the redhead's hair. Carol heard screams of pain coming from the corner. She turned to see what they were doing to Jennie.

Everyone had changed position. They had pillows underneath Jennie's stomach. She was bent over so that her ass was high in the air and her face was pressed down into soft pillows.

"Get your ass up here," Bob Luther shouted. "Hold your ass up high, bitch." Again Carol was shocked by what was going as Bob was trying to put his big cock into Jennie's asshole. He had his cock halfway into Jennie's tight virgin ass and she was begging him to stop. Jennie was promising him anything he wanted if he would only stop. But Bob wasn't going to stop. There was a look of savage pleasure on his face.

"Get your ass up high, bitch!" Bob screamed. He slapped Jennie's ass. "Get it up here high!"

Jennie raised her ass a little higher, and Bob pushed his cock all the way into her ass. Jennie screamed.

Bob worked his prick in and out of her asshole. He reached between her legs and started playing with her pussy hole. Jennie kept moaning.

"Yeah, baby!" Bob screamed. "You've got a tight fucking ass. A big, hot fucking ass. You were made for getting fucked up your ass!"

Carol kept watching and knew she should be ashamed of what they were doing to her. Instead she was getting more and more turned on. She grabbed the back of Samantha's head and pulled her face closer to her cunt. Samantha had started sucking on her clitty.

"Eat me, Samantha," Carol moaned. "Eat me up. Eat my fucking pussy!"

The hunger in Carol's body had a mind of its own and she couldn't help herself. She crushed poor Samantha's face against her pussy and knew she was smearing her cunt juices all over her friend's face.

Amos pushed his sister away and came over to where Samantha was eating out Carol. Carol licked her lips as she looked at Amos' big, throbbing cock. Amos bent down so that he could get into better position. He thrust forward and Carol felt Samantha shudder. Carol knew that Amos had driven his big cock into Samantha's pussy from behind.

"You eat her good, bitch," Amos moaned. "Eat Carol's cunt while I fuck the shit out of you!"

Amos had his usual style. He started ramming Samantha as hard as he could. Each thrust seemed to make Samantha wilder. Her tongue was going crazy inside Carol's pussy Carol gasped as Samantha started sucking on her clitty.

"You've got a sweet pussy," Amos groaned. "Sweet fucking pussy. The sweetest pussy I've ever fucking had!"

He fucked Samantha even harder. Carol could no longer pay attention to what was happening. Not when her body was starting to climb the peak of pleasure. She grabbed Samantha's head. Samantha's tongue kept licking and jumping around inside Carol's cunt.

"I'm coming!" Carol screamed. "I'm going to fucking come! Oh shit, it feels good!"

Carol writhed all over the table. She kept screaming with pleasure as her cunt juices poured into Samantha's mouth. She could hear Samantha swallowing.

Amos pulled his cock out of Samantha's pussy and grabbed her by the hair. He turned her around so that she was on her hands and knees just below him.

"Take my cock in your hand, Carol," he demanded.

Carol reached out almost timidly. Her fingers circled his swollen prick and she started moving her hand up and down. She was beating his meat, and now she knew what Amos wanted. His cum was going to shoot into Samantha's face.

Samantha looked disgusted and almost ready to turn away.

"Both of you suck on my prick," Amos said.

Jennie screamed and Carol had time for one quick look at her. They had fucked all of her holes and now they were slapping her ass and making her behave like some kind of animal while they jerked off over her and sent rivers of cum over her body. Then Carol couldn't watch anymore because Amos' hands were in her hair.

"Come on and suck me, bitches!" he growled.

The two women took turns sucking on his thick prick almost as if they had been doing it all their lives. Samantha would suck and kiss his balls while Carol would suck his thick cockshaft deep into her throat. Then they would change positions. They started sucking faster and it became a game to them to see who could make him come first. Carol could feel his cock getting bigger every second.

"Bitches," he groaned. "You hot fucking bitches. I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm going to come. Fucking cunts!"

He came inside Samantha's mouth.

Carol saw the cum easing out between Samantha's lips. He pulled his cock from her mouth and let the rest of his cum spurt over both their faces. Then he started pushing his cock into their mouths again until his prick was completely clean.

"Fucking good, baby," he said. "But the party is just getting started. I'm going to give sweet Carol a workout this evening."

CHAPTER SEVEN

Carol found out that they weren't done with her yet. The party was just getting started. Amos held her choke chain and he led her into the back bedroom.

The bedroom was dark but there were flashing yellow lights attached to the ceiling. There was enough light to see what was happening.

Jennie Wales was on the bed. She was on her hands and knees and locked into place so she couldn't move. Lynn was naked and her body was glistening with sweat. She looked half crazy as she kept rubbing her hands over the poor little schoolteacher's plump body.

"Why did you bring me here?" Carol asked.

"I wanted you to see this," Amos said. "I want you to know what could happen to you if you don't stay a good girl."

"What else could you do to me?"

Carol was about to find out. Lynn got off the bed and walked to a closet. She opened the closet, and Carol heard a low growling noise. Carol wanted to turn her head away as she saw Lynn leading a huge dog from the closet.

"Don't do that to her!" Carol pleaded. "That's disgusting!"

"Just think about it, baby," Amos said.

His hand moved up and down her back. His fingers stroked her asscheeks. He pulled her asscheeks apart and one finger roughly pushed into her asshole. She bent over slightly and allowed him to do as he wanted. At that moment she was willing to do anything. She didn't want to be in the position that Jennie was in.

Lynn led the dog around to the back of Jennie. She turned the animal so that Carol could see that the dog was excited. His long red cock was already showing. Carol's mouth felt dry.

"Please don't do that to her," Carol begged.

"Why? Do you want to take her place?" Amos laughed. "Just say the word and you can take her place."

She couldn't say anything. She felt sick as she watched.

Lynn helped the dog to get up on the bed. She didn't have to help the dog after that. Carol would never forget the sound of Lynn's laughter as Jennie started begging for mercy.

"Mercy, bitch," Lynn said. "You want mercy. Maybe you'd like to suck my asshole now?"

"Anything!" Jennie screamed. "Anything you want! Please don't do this to me!"

"It's too late, bitch," Lynn replied coldly.

Nothing could have stopped the dog as he stood up on his hindlegs and placed his paws on Jennie's back. The dog moved forward quickly.

Carol heard Jennie's scream of pain. The dog was putting his cock into Jennie's pussy. Carol had never seen anything that disgusted yet excited her so much.

"Your pussy's getting wet," Amos said, "Yes, damn it," Carol said. Shivers of ecstasy went through her body as she watched the dog fuck Jennie. The dog was pushing his cock in and out of her cunt. Jennie was moaning with pleasure and pain. Lynn was laughing and playing with her pussy as she watched.

Carol felt another shiver going through her cunt. She really wasn't surprised when Amos pushed her toward Lynn. Lynn was sitting on the edge with her legs spread. Carol knew she didn't want that dog in her cunt. She would do anything, no matter how disgusting, to keep the animal away from her.

Carol went down on her hands and knees. She let her tongue trail along the creamy flesh until she could smell Lynn's pussy. Slowly she explored the outside of Lynn's pussy with her tongue. As she tongued up and down Lynn's plump cuntlips, she tasted tangy juice.

"You know what I like, baby," Lynn groaned. "Stick your tongue in me. Show me how much you like to suck!"

Carol pushed her tongue between Lynn's cuntlips. Lynn shivered. She slowly moved her tongue around the inside of Lynn's cunt, remembering the smell and taste of another woman's pussy. Juices filled her mouth and she swallowed them. She moved her tongue around to Lynn's hard clitty and the woman shivered again. Carol slowly sucked the hard bud between her lips. She sucked on it gently, feeling Lynn's body trembling each time she sucked.

"Play with my titties," Lynn moaned. "Play with my fucking tits, bitch! Grab them hard!"

Carol moved her hands up to Lynn's titties, massaging them as she sucked. Lynn's titties felt so hot and hard, and her titty-flesh felt sweaty. She moved her fingers across Lynn's nipples, knowing they were very sensitive.

"That's the way, bitch!" Lynn screamed. "That's what I like. Suck my pussy while you play with my titties. I like that, bitch! Oh shit, that feels good!"

She started thrusting her tongue into her pussy again. Lynn's body was moving all over the bed. Carol could sense the excitement growing in her body. She kept thrusting her tongue as deep as she could and squeezing Lynn's shapely tits.

"I'm going to come!" Lynn screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Keep sucking me like that!"

She kept her tongue in Lynn's pussy as the young girl's body kept twisting and turning. She started swallowing the juices that filled her mouth. She kept swallowing as Lynn seemed to shoot a gallon into her mouth. Finally Lynn's body stopped twisting, and Carol drew her head back.

"Come on," Amos said. "I've got a hard on that won't stop!"

Amos led Carol out of the back bedroom.

The last view she had of poor Jennie was seeing the big dog still pounding her pussy.

That dog looked as if it could go all night long. Still holding her chain, Amos led her into another bedroom. The bedroom had a big, four-poster bed with short chains attached to each corner.

"Get down on your hands and knees on the bed," Amos demanded.

Carol got down on her hands and knees, and Amos fastened chains to her arms and legs. She found that she couldn't move very far. She was in an uncomfortable position and she saw no need for it. She wasn't going to argue with whatever Amos wanted to do.

"You don't have to tie me up," she said. "You can do anything you want with me."

"I've got you tied up for good reason, bitch," he said. "A real good reason." Amos bent over the bed and slid his hands around her. For the first time Amos' hands felt gentle. He stroked her titty-flesh, and it made her gasp for breath. She was surprised that he could make her hot after what she had gone through that evening.

"You've got sweet big tits, baby," he said. "You've got nice, big tits just right for playing with!"

His fingers gently stroked her big nipples until they were feeling hard as rock. He moved his hands down her body, across her trembling belly and into her pussy hair. He started stroking the outside of her cunt with one hand while he moved his other hand back up to play with her titties.

"I like your titties, baby," he said. "They're just like my mother's titties. I used to like to play with her titties when I was young."

She kept thinking that there was something sick about Amos, but she wasn't about to say that out loud. She didn't want any more beatings and she didn't want him to stop what he was doing.

He pushed two fingers up into her cunt and started finger-fucking her from behind. In just a few seconds he had her pussy wet and slippery with juice. His fingers started making wet sounds as he slid them in and out of her cunt.

"Let me up," she moaned. "Untie me, baby. I'll do anything you want if you just untie me."

"You're going to do anything I want anyway, baby," Amos said, laughing.

It was true. She was his slave. She had to do anything he wanted. She would have done it anyway with the way she was feeling now. Her body was burning. She could feel her pussy juices running out over the bed.

"You like that, sweet bitch?" he asked her. "Damn you," she whispered. "You know I do. You know I like that!"

"Stupid bitch," he said. "You're like putty in my hands. I can make you love anything!"

She was squirming all over the bed as he kept shoving his fingers into her pussy. She groaned as he pulled his fingers out of her cunt. He didn't keep her frustrated long. Amos bent down on the bed and started licking at her pussy lips.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned. "Eat me. Eat my pussy. Oh fuck!"

His rough feeling tongue was moving up and down against her cunt. Finally she gasped in pleasure as his tongue slipped between her cuntlips and touched the inside of her cunt. He did not move his tongue for a few moments. He kept it deep inside her pussy and just let her twist her ass around in pleasure.

Then he started pushing his tongue in and out of her cunt and making her moan with hot pleasure. She pushed her cunt back against his tongue as far as her chains would permit.

His tongue moved around until he found her cunt. He slowly sucked her hard cunt. She thought she had felt excitement before, but this time the excitement seemed to lift her body off the bed. She thought the top of her head was coming off.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. "Eat me. Oh fuck, that feels good!"

She was acting like a whore, but it didn't seem to matter anymore. Nothing mattered except the pleasure he was giving her. He had treated her brutally, and she was slowly starting to love being treated that way.

He moved his hands up to her titties. She kept trying to move her body, but she couldn't. She couldn't seem to get enough of his tongue inside her cunt.

Once more he started squeezing her titties as hard as he could. His fingers squeezed her nipples until she groaned with pleasure and pain. She tried pushing her tits against his fingers. Her pussy was getting hotter by the moment.

Suddenly he was pulling his head away from her cunt. She had never felt such a sense of frustration as his lips left her cunt. She wanted to scratch his eyes out. She was so fucking hot. She kept moving her ass as if she could capture his tongue again, but he had already moved off the bed.

"Don't step," she moaned. "Shit, don't stop. I need your tongue. Please don't stop, you bastard!"

"Such language from a lady," Amos said.

Amos was undressing again. He walked around to where she could look at him. She saw his swollen cock waving at her. She blinked nervously as she stared at his huge flared cockhead. His cock had never looked so big to her.

"Are you a cocksucking bitch?" Amos asked her. "I want an answer fast, bitch. I want you to tell me what you are!"

Carol knew exactly what Amos wanted and she was too frightened of him to refuse. She licked her lips as he moved closer and pressed his prick against her face. He started rubbing his wet cockhead against her cheek, leaving a trail of sticky cum.

"I'm a cocksucking bitch," she whispered. "I'm a pussy. I'm a whore with a hot hole."

"Open your mouth, bitch," he commanded.

She opened her mouth. She was getting used to his big prick inside her mouth. She let his swollen cock slide over her tongue and into the back of her throat. She tasted his salty cock cream. He pushed until his cock was deep inside her throat and his balls were against her chin. He held his cock inside her mouth for a long time. She had never been so aware of every inch of his cock. She almost hated to give his prick up when he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He bent down and took strands of her silky hair and started rubbing it all over his cock.

"You look so fucking good like that, baby. I like to see your red lips with my cum on your mouth. You're a fucking piece of class pussy!"

He stopped rubbing her hair on his cock. He moved away from her again. She couldn't see him as he got out the bed behind her. He bent down and started rubbing his cock against her pussy. He slid his prick into her slowly and it filled her cunt.

"Oh damn," she moaned. "That's so good. That feels so good!"

She would have given anything if he would have unchained her. She no longer thought about running away. She would have been afraid to run away. All she could think about was giving this strange man pleasure. He had turned her into the same kind of animal that he was.

"That's right, baby," he told her. "Move that hot ass for me. Move it like the wild woman you are!"

She started pushing against his cock, straining at her chains. She felt her pussy throbbing with pleasure. Nobody but Amos could make her feel so savage all over.

"Fuck me, Amos!" she screamed. "I want you to fuck me. It feels so good when you fuck me so hard!"

He began fucking her hard. He reached around and grabbed her titties, holding onto them tightly. He slammed his prick savagely into her cunt.

Amos was right. This time was different. He was trying to drive her into the bed. There was something about the chains that excited her even more. Amos knew how to make a woman feel crazy.

"Move that ass, baby," he groaned. "Move your sweet ass."

She was moving her ass as fast as she could. She was almost jumping off the bed. She hardly realized when he missed a stroke and was pulling his cock out of her.

"No," she groaned. "No, don't!"

He slammed his prick back inside her a second later. He started pounding her again, and this time there was no stopping. Her body was too excited. He was fucking her as deep as he could. He was driving his massive cockhead into her belly.

"Oh yes!" she screamed. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come! Oh fuuuuck yes!"

It was so sudden that it almost surprised her. Her body seemed to be ripped apart in a thousand directions at once. Her pussy flooded his cock with her juices. He didn't seem to mind. He kept slamming his prick hard into her cunt. His balls slapped her.

She felt him pull his cock out of her pussy and press it against her asshole. This time his cock was not so painful as he shoved it into her asshole. She relaxed and his prick went deep into her ass. He fucked her as hard as he could as his cum dripped into her ass.

"You've got a sweet ass, baby," he groaned. "I love to fuck you in your sweet big ass! Oh shit, I'm coming. I'm going to blow my wad. It feels so fucking good!"

Amos slammed into her deep, his cum spurting deep into her asshole. She kept lifting her ass to take his prick as deep as he wanted to give it to her. She kept moving her ass from side to side as she tried to drain out every drop of his thick cum.

"Oh shit," Amos gasped. "Oh shit, baby, that was fine. That was so fucking fine!"

CHAPTER EIGHT

Carol couldn't understand wby Amos had brought her to the movie. She had never been in a dirty movie house in her life and she certainly wasn't going to get turned on by what went on. At least she didn't think she was.

She also didn't think she was going to meet anyone she knew in a place like this. It was in the mill section of town, and the theater was dirty and cheap looking. She frowned when she looked at the seating section.

"Don't worry, baby," Amos said. "We're not going to stay in here. We're going to have our own private screening."

Amos laughed as he walked her upstairs. She had the collar around her neck and his hand held the silver chain.

There was a small bedroom upstairs. He took her chain off then he fastened one leg to the end of the bed. She was dressed in a pair of shorts, high-heeled shoes and a halter top. She thought she looked tacky, but she wasn't going to argue about it. She never argued with Amos anymore.

Amos left the room. A few moments later the room went dark. She realized that she was looking through a window at the screen. It was an odd sensation. It was like the figures on the screen were right in the room with her.

A young blonde was on the screen. She was sitting in some sort of reception office. A young man came in. He looked around and then walked aver to the blonde. The blonde obviously found him attractive. She was flirting with him with her eyes.

Suddenly the door to the office opened and two more men came in. They were wearing masks. It was some sort of robbery and all three of the men were involved.

They emptied out the safe. Then the young blonde struggled as they dragged her out of her chair. They took her over to the couch. They held her down as they stripped off her clothes.

The blonde struggled hard but it didn't do any good. They stripped off her blouse and bra and freed her big tits. One man started sucking on her tits while another man stripped her of her skirt and panties.

The third young man was already pulling off his clothes. Carol gasped as she saw how long and thick his cock was. It surprised her to see that sort of thing on a movie screen. His cock looked bigger as he moved it closer to the young blonde.

The blonde kept struggling, but it was already too late. The man was already moving up between her legs. His swollen cock penetrated the blonde's cuntlips. He pushed and his cock went all the way inside her. The blonde kept struggling but now all she could do was push back at the huge cock that filled her pussy. The other two young men were undressing.

Carol started feeling a little tingly between her thighs. She was breathing a little heavier.

A second man pushed his swollen cock against the blonde's mouth. She kept trying to turn her head away, but the man grabbed her by her hair and held her lips against his cock.

He pushed until the blonde had to open her mouth. Then he began to fuck between her ripe red lips.

Carol didn't want to watch anymore. She told herself she couldn't. Yet, she kept her gaze on the screen as the two men fucked the luscious young blonde. They were really ramming their cocks into her two holes.

The third young man had undressed. He was rubbing his cock against the blonde's legs and leaving a trail of thick white cum. Finally he could stand it no longer and he started pulling oh the men. They stopped fucking her but not for long. They pulled the young woman off the couch and onto the floor. One of the men stretched out on his back and they lowered the blonde onto his cock.

Another young man started fucking her in the mouth again. The third young man kneeled behind her and started rubbing his cockhead against her plump asscheeks.

The blonde squirmed, but she couldn't get away. The man kept pushing until his cock slowly vanished up her tight asshole.

"Oh shit," Carol said softly.

Carol was not aware of the door opening or the two men who came in. All she could see was the hard fucking on the screen. She had never seen anything like it. The men were pounding the poor blonde until all three of her holes were filled with cocks.

Carol could feel her heart pounding faster and faster. She finally realized there was someone in the room with her. She turned her head. She didn't recognize the two men. They wore big, husky-looking men. They moved closer to the bed with leering grins on their faces.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Enjoying the movie, baby?"

"Get out of here," she said.

"You don't mean that, baby," the other man said. "We're going to have a little party. I'm Tod and this is Eric. You're going to learn to love us."

Carol looked back at the screen. The men fucked the blonde harder. They were pounding the poor girl into the floor. Carol had the feeling that she was about to get the same kind of treatment.

Tad grabbed her hair and jerked her head around. His mouth felt, hot and hard as he kissed her. He forced a fat tongue into her mouth. She started pushing her tongue back against his.

She almost enjoyed it when Tod slipped a hand up and started massaging her swollen tit. Her nipple felt stiff, and a series of little spasms went through her.

Carol was surprised that they could turn her on, but she was starting to be a woman she didn't know. She was turning into some kind of animal who couldn't control her own desires.

Tod stopped kissing her. He grabbed her hair again and turned her face toward the screen. He wanted her to see the climax of the movie. The three men were still fucking her. Suddenly one man was pulling his cock out of the blonde's mouth and there was cunt spraying her face and in her hair. White cum was clinging to her face. She licked the cum away from her lips even as the man in her pussy also pulled his cock out. His cum was spraying across her belly in thick rivers.

"I bet you like that, baby," Tod said. "I bet you like the taste and feel of hot cum. I bet you'd like to feel it all over your body."

Carol couldn't answer. The screen went blank. Tad was kissing her again and pushing her back on the bed. His hand moved down to her titty once again. His hand felt so gentle, so experienced. He kept sending spasms of pleasure through her.

Eric sat down on the other side of the bed. His fingers moved up her thighs. He caressed her pussy through her shorts and she felt the heat of his fingers.

"Let's strip her," Tod said.

They tore at her clothes like animals. She tried to fight them, but they ripped her clothes to shreds. She felt even more naked than usual as she felt their eyes running up and down her body.

"Shit, she's fine," Eric said. "She's got tits that look like fucking melons."

"I think I'd like a taste of them," Tod said. She couldn't stop them. Tod lowered his head and his lips grazed across one of her gorgeous tits. He looked at her and licked his lips. He bent his head down again. This time his tongue slithered across one rigid nipple.

Carol gasped in pleasure.

"She likes it," Eric said.

"Of course," Tod said. "She's a little cunt. Amos told us she likes fucking and sucking."

"Leave me alone," she whispered.

Tod lowered his head again. This time he sucked one of her rigid nipples into his mouth. He used his teeth on her nipple, chewing on it gently. Carol moaned and tried to rise. She wanted to push her tit even deeper into his mouth.

"Look at the little bitch go for it," Eric said.

Eric was bending his head down. She couldn't believe it as both of them started sucking at her titties. Eric seemed to be trying to beat Tod in getting her titty inside his mouth. Both of them sucked at her tits like they were animals. She had never felt anything like it. She kept gasping for breath as they sucked her tits.

Eric's hand slid down her body. She was so hot, and she gasped as his fingers moved softly across her pussy. Eric parted her cuntlips and slipped one finger inside her. He moved his fingers into her pussy deeply, and she gasped again. He started moving his fingers around inside her cunt, and she couldn't help responding. Her ass started lifting off the bed as she tried to draw his fingers deeper into her cunt. Her juices were starting to soak his fingers.

"Her pussy is starting to get wet," Eric said. "She must like having her pussy played with."

"She's a cunt who likes cock," Tod remarked. "A sweet bitch who can't get enough. That's all right, baby. We understand. We're going to give you all you can handle."

"You bastards," she whispered.

They laughed. They could make her feel things she didn't want to feel as their tongues and mouths pulled on her fiery titty-flesh.

"Come on, baby," Tod told her as he took her hand. "Feel my cock. Feel what a whopper I've got. You're going to love holding onto my big cock. Take it, baby!"

Tod drew her hand down to his crotch. His cock was so hard that it was almost tearing a hole in his trousers. She wanted to draw her head away, but instead she found herself squeezing his cock. She knew she was turning him on and yet she couldn't stop doing it.

"That's right, baby," he moaned. "Feel my cock. Feel it and play with it all you want!"

Her fingers stroked up and down his big cock. She felt his cock pulsating through his trousers. She slid her fingers up to his zipper and tugged it down. She hardly thought about what she was doing as she slid her hand inside and started running her fingers across his naked cock. His cock seemed to jump against her fingers. She circled her fingers around his throbbing cockflesh and slowly pulled his prick out of his trousers.

"She wants it, Eric," Tod smiled. "The little bitch can hardly wait to have my fat cock in one of her holes."

She knew it was crazy, but at that moment she did want his cock. Her fingers tightened around Tod's cock. She lifted it out of his trousers. She was surprised by how long and thick it felt. She had never felt a bigger cock. She shivered as her fingers moved up and down the length of his prick. She felt a little cum leaking over her fingers as she massaged his big prick.

"That's the way, baby," Tod groaned. "That's the way to do it. Now why don't you give it a little taste, baby? Move your head down there and taste it."

Carol felt a hand at the back of her head urging her down. Her lips brushed against Tod's pulsating prickhead, and she felt Tod shiver. She licked at the swollen tip, surprised at her own excitement. Her time with Amos had somehow made her enjoy doing this to men. She seemed to enjoy serving them.

"Come on, baby," Tod said. "Lock your lips around it. Suck it good, baby!"

She opened her mouth and sucked his hot prick. She held just his throbbing cockhead in her mouth for a few moments. She enjoyed the throbbing warmth of his cock. She loved the way his cum dripped on her tongue.

Eric was getting off the bed, and she watched him out of the corner of her eye. He was pulling off all of his clothes. She trembled as she looked at the hard, lean lines of his body. Her gaze moved down to where his powerful-looking cock was pushing at his shorts.

"See something you like, baby?" Eric asked, laughing.

He pulled off his shorts, and she gasped at the immense size of his cock. His cock looked bigger than Amos'. He kept laughing at her expression as he got back on the bed.

"Don't worry about it, baby," Eric assured her. "A lot of girls are scared of it when they first see it. But they get used to it fast. And they learn to love it!"

Carol swallowed nervously as he took her hand. He pressed her fingers around his swollen cock. At the same time Tod grabbed the back of her head and crammed his prick deep into her mouth. There was nothing she could do but take it. His balls slapped against her chin. She squeezed Eric's cock a little hard but he didn't seem to mind.

"Now suck me, baby," Tod said. "I want to feel you sucking my fucking cock. Suck me good!"

She started bobbing her head up and down, using her tongue on his fiery cockflesh. She was using all the tricks that Amos had taught her and a few she invented herself. Tod was really enjoying it. His hands tangled in her thick hair and he started directing her movements.

"She's got a fine tongue," Tod groaned. "A fucking fine tongue!"

"Slip over, bastard, and let me get at it," Eric said.

Tod reluctantly pulled his cock from her mouth. Eric quickly took his place as Tod finished undressing. Carol took one look at that huge cock so near her face and she almost fainted. She wasn't sure she could suck it all.

"Come on, baby," Eric said. "Taste my cock."

He grabbed her head and jerked her face down to his cock. She opened her mouth and his swollen cock slipped into her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking his prick as deep as she could.

His thick cockhead went deep into her throat. His cum was already leaking into her mouth. She closed her teeth around his prick and pulled her head back so that her teeth skimmed his prick. His swollen prickhead caught against her teeth and he groaned.

"Sweet fucking baby," he groaned. "You've got a sweet fucking mouth. Oh shit, it feels so good."

He grabbed her head and pulled her away. There was sticky cum on her chin. He pushed her over on her back and he spread her legs. He started playing with her cunt. He slid two fingers into her tight pussy. He started brushing her clitty with his fingers.

"Oh damn," Carol moaned.

She had never been treated like this before. Two men were playing with her. And she knew she was about to get fucked by two men. Tod slid his hand down her body and started playing with her titties. Her tits were swollen and her body was beginning to feel the same way. There was a red-hot fire in her pussy.

"I've got a big cock for you, baby," Eric said.

Eric pulled her over on top of him. Her tits pressed flat against his chest as he held her. He squeezed her tightly and moved his cock up between her legs. His cockhead felt enormous. He was pushing his prick up between her legs. His cockhead split her cuntlips and pressed inside slightly.

"Oh fuck, that's big!" she screamed. "Your big cock is in me!"

He pushed again and all of his big cock went into her pussy. She had never felt such a cock filling her. His prick was much bigger than Amos' cock. It stretched her cunt muscles. His throbbing cock sent shivers up and down her spine.

She lifted up slightly and started bouncing a little on his stiff prick. It felt so good inside her. She kept squeezing her cunt muscles so that she could feel every inch of his fat cock. Then she felt his cum dripping inside her.

"That's so good," she moaned.

"Your cunt feels great to me, baby," he said. "Your fucking cunt feels just perfect!"

She bounced a little more. The backs of her thighs were trembling as she felt Tod moving behind her. She already knew what was going to happen. She had expected to be fucked by two men, and she knew Tod was going to fuck her mouth or her asshole. Now she was almost looking forward to having a stiff cock in her asshole!

"You're not afraid of my cock, baby?" Tod asked.

"Oh no," she answered. "I want it. I want it now!"

Tod plunged his cock into her swollen asshole with one hard thrust.

Carol gasped as he started slamming his cock in and out of her tight fitting hole. At the same time Eric started moving. The two men rammed their cocks into her holes with hard, deep thrusts. They fucked with the same quick rhythm and she knew she would never feel anything like this again.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. "Give it to me! Fuck me hard! That feels so good!"

She went wild with pleasure. She rubbed her tits savagely against Eric. She could feel their cocks almost rubbing together through the thin walls of her asshole and pussy. She tried to bounce with their rhythm.

"I'm going to come!" moaned. "Oh shit, it feels so fucking good! You're making me come! Oh fuuuuck!"

She screamed as the wild vibrations of pleasure went through her. Each spasm seemed to twist her body. A flood of juices soaked Eric's cock. He slammed his cock into her harder. His cock leaked cum inside her. She started squeezing her cunt walls around his prick.

"The bitch is trying to make me crazy." Eric groaned! "She's trying to squeeze my fucking cock off!"

Eric lost his rhythm as he started ramming his huge prick into her as hard as he could. She bounced a little more as his prick started growing thicker inside her pussy.

"Come in me!" she screamed. "Shoot your hot cum in my pussy!"

"Bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to give you all the fucking cum you can handle. I'm coming, bitch!"

He rammed up into her deep and his prick started exploding in wild spurts of hot jism. His cum filled her cunt, then dripped out of her pussy. She moved against him until she was sure she had drained his stiff cock dry. Then she started lifting her ass to take Tod's cock even deeper.

"Now I'm going to shoot my wad, baby," Tod groaned. "Now I'm going to soak your fucking ass in cum! You sweet bitch!"

He took his prick out of her asshole at the last moment and let his thick cum shoot all over her ass and back. He was rubbing his cum against her ass with his fingers until she felt sticky all over.

"That was so fucking nice, baby," Tod groaned. "Now you can say you're a real woman. You've been fucked by two men at once!"

She couldn't do anything but make a contented sound.

CHAPTER NINE

Carol had sensed that there was something bothering Amos all evening long and she didn't want to ask him what it was. She had learned that it was better not to talk to Amos. The only thing she could do for Amos was watch him and make sure that his every need was attended to. She had never been this attentive around her own husband.

But she had never feared John like she feared Amos.

Amos' glass was empty, and she got up quickly to pour him another beer. Her chain rattled as she moved across the floor. She didn't protest when his hand moved up under her short skirt and stroked her pussy through her panties.

"You're getting kind of boring, baby," Amos said.

"I do what you say," she said quickly. "I try to be good. What do you want?"

"You're really scared of this belt, aren't you?"

"Yes sir," she answered.

"I'm not sure that you are," he said. "Maybe what you need is another session with it. Another hard ass spanking and you'll be even better."

Carol couldn't help herself. She didn't like to beg, but she had no choice. She was scared of that belt. She was scared of Amos. She had no spirit left to fight him. She went dawn on her knees in front of him, and she started licking his legs and his shoes. Her head moved up to the bulge in his trousers.

"I'll be a good girl," she moaned. "I'll do anything you want. Please don't hit me with that belt."

"Maybe you will," he said. "Maybe I'll have to find out just how good you can be."

She didn't know what he had in mind but anything was better than being beaten with that belt. She stood up and waited as he went into the bedroom and changed his shirt. He always liked to look neat when he went out. She was learning so many things about him.

He unhooked the big chain around her neck, but he left the silver choke collar on. He fastened the little chain to her neck as he led her out to the car. She was dressed in a man's shirt and jeans that were too big for her.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"Out to Milltown," he replied.

She nodded. Milltown was one of the worst places around. It was made up mostly of poor white trash. She didn't even like to drive through the place. She felt nervous as Amos drove her out toward Milltown.

Amos turned off the highway onto a rough toad. He drove a half mile and turned into a dirty-looking diner.

"I think you'll like this place," Amos said. "It's the lunch hour. Now we'll find you someone nice."

They sat there for a few moments. The door opened and a huge man walked out. She thought that he might call the man over, but Amos let him pass and she gave a sigh of relief. The door opened again and this time a teenaged boy came out. He walked to a parked van and started to get in.

Amos whistled for him.

Carol felt nervous as she saw who it was. Jimmy Powers often did odd jobs around the country club. He was a tough-looking kid. Carol had caught him sleeping while he was supposed to be cutting grass one afternoon. She had been responsible for getting him fired. The boy had never forgiven her for that.

"You know this woman, Jimmy?" Amos asked.

Jimmy looked a little surprised to see Carol sitting there. He gave her a look of hate. "I know her. I don't get any more work around the club because of her. Spoiled, rich bitch."

"You think she's good looking."

"You're damn right," Jimmy answered.

"Then she's yours." Amos handed the silver chain to Jimmy. Jimmy held it in his hands for a few moments as if he wasn't sure he had heard right.

"What do you mean?" Jimmy asked.

"Just what I said. She's yours. Take her to the van and do what you want with her. Don't mark her up too bad. She won't fight. You just tell me if she's not a good girl."

Carol trembled as Amos opened the door and let her out. Jimmy was looking at her as if he could kill her. She knew this wasn't going to be easy. She walked behind Jimmy obediently as he led her over to the van. The inside of the van was made for fucking. It was soft and plush and it looked as if Jimmy had brought plenty of girls up here.

Jimmy pushed her into the van and followed her in. He put his hand on her ass and squeezed until she moaned in pain. He turned her around by pulling on the chain. He slapped her face.

"Don't hurt me!" Carol pleaded.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long fucking time," Jimmy snarled.

He slapped her hard across the face. Carol lost her balance and landed on her back on the plush carpet. He came after her like a beast. She protected her face as he slapped her a few more times. She could hear him laughing as be beat her. Finally he backed away. There was an odd look in his face. She recognized it as hate and lust both at the same time.

"All right, rich bitch," he said. "Strip if off. Let's see what you look like underneath your clothes!"

Carol was willing to do anything to keep him from beating her.

She started undoing the buttons, on the man's shirt. She didn't have a bra on and it looked as if he knew it. He moved closer, and his eyes lit up as she pulled the shirt off. Her beautiful big tits pushed out proudly at him. He grabbed her tits.

"They look just like what I thought they would look like," he said. "They're big and fucking beautiful. A real fucking pair of tits."

He squeezed her tits until she gasped in pain. She didn't want him to hurt her any more. She reached out quickly and brushed her fingers across his jeans. His cock bulge already felt hard. Her heart pounded a little faster.

"You can't wait to get at it, can you, bitch?" he asked.

"Don't hurt me," she whispered. "I'll do anything, if you won't hurt me. Please don't hurt me!"

"You're damn right you'll do anything," he said. "You'll do anything I fucking want!"

He pushed her onto her back. His wet mouth caught one of her sweet nipples. He rolled the nipple beneath his tongue and then he bit down on her tit gently. She put her hand in his hair and pulled him closer. His mouth was filled with her creamy tit. He sucked on her tit like a savage animal who couldn't get enough.

He started moving his lips from one ripe tit to the other, sucking and biting at her titty flesh. In a few moments he had her tits glistening with spit. He pulled his head away and looked down at her trembling body.

"Get on with it, bitch," he said. "Strip the rest of it off. I want to see you bare-assed naked and begging for my cock!"

It took her only a few moments to slip out of the rest of her clothes. She felt Jimmy's eyes on her again. "Let me see that pretty ass!"

She rolled over on her stomach. She almost expected it when he slapped the checks of her ass. She fought back the tears as he kept slapping her ass until her asscheeks were red.

"Turn over, cunt," he ordered.

She turned back over, and he jammed a hand between her legs. His fingers were rough as he drove them up into her and started moving them around inside her cunt. She wouldn't have believed that this young man could have turned her on, yet she could feel a warmth in her belly that was slowly spreading through her body.

"Do you like to have your pussy played with, bitch?"

"Yes," she answered.

"You're nothing but a cunt," he said. "You're good for nothing but fucking and sucking. You're a cheap piece of ass who'd suck off a dog if I told you to. Wouldn't you, bitch?"

"Yes," she moaned.

"You damned bitch!" he screamed. "You fucking cunt! You hot-assed whore! You're shit, baby! You ain't nothing but something to fuck!"

The young man's rage was getting worse, and Carol was afraid that he would start beating her again. She did the only thing she knew of to take his mind off his hate. She jumped to her knees and pressed her face against his crotch. She started licking and kissing his prick through his blue jeans.

"Let me suck you," she whispered. "I suck nice. I'll take your whole cock in my mouth and I'll swallow your cum. I'll do what you want. Do anything to me. Fuck me in the ass! Anything!"

He grabbed the back of her head and jerked her face closer to his cock. He rubbed her face against his cock. Then he reached down and unzipped his trousers.

"Take it out, bitch," he said. "Let me see if you're as good as you tell me you are. Let's see if you really know how to suck cock!"

She was scared and willing to do anything. She reached inside his trousers. She pulled his swollen cock out of his trousers and started kissing it all over. She started using her tongue around the swollen cockhead.

"Pull your hair back from your face, bitch," he said. "I want to see your tongue work!"

She pulled her thick hair back from her face so that he could watch her face. She licked all over his thick cockhead, letting him see every motion. Her heart was pounding in fear. She opened her mouth wide and sucked his cock all the way in. She felt his cockhead pulsating at the back of her throat.

"Oh shit, baby," Jimmy groaned. "You know how to suck a guy's cock. I'll say that much for you!"

She kept him happy by bobbing her head up and down, using her slithering tongue to caress his fat cockflesh. She enjoyed the taste of his salty cum because she knew she was exciting him.

"Why don't you take off your pants?" she suggested. "You'll be more comfortable that way."

He slapped her silly. She choked back the sobs as she quickly bent her head to his cock again. She realized he didn't want her to ask questions or make suggestions. He expected her to do as she was told.

"Get it nice and wet, bitch," he said. "Get it nice and wet all over with your tongue!"

She frantically used her tongue and lips on his cock. She soaked his cock with her saliva. She licked up and down his throbbing pole until his cock was glistening. She tasted cum on her lips and she licked it away.

He pulled her head back as he leaned back on his elbows. "All right, baby. You take my pants off. Now!"

She hurriedly bent to the task. She stripped off his pants and shorts and sat back as she waited for him to give her next command. He told her to lick again. She started with the inside of his thighs and she licked him in every spot until he told her to stop.

."Now suck my cock again, baby," he told her. "And suck it good. Show me how crazy you are about my cock!"

Her lips moved back up to his swollen cock. She nibbled at the thick head of his cock for a moment before she took it deep into her throat. She closed her teeth around his prick meat and pulled her head back slowly. Her teeth skimmed his thick meat and she heard him groan. She slipped one hand up between his thighs and caressed his balls.

"Oh shit yeah," he groaned. "You know how to do it. You know how to fucking suck a prick!"

He had both his hands in her hair as she started bobbing her head up and dawn. She was taking his cock deep into her throat and feeling the pulsating hardness. There was a sweet fire going trough her pussy as she sucked him. She could already taste some of his prickcream going down her throat.

"Oh shit yeah, baby," he groaned again. "Suck my fucking prick. You sweet pussy. You fucking whore!"

He moved his hands down to her swollen titties and back up to her head again. He couldn't seem to decide where he wanted to put his hands. He was shivering all over with excitement. He grabbed her head again and pulled her down so far that his balls were against her chin. He held her there for a few moments and she felt the pulsating warmth all through her body.

"I'd like to come in your mouth," he groaned. "I'd like to shoot my hot wad in your mouth, but I'm going to feel your pussy first. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad in your cunt!"

He made her pull her head away. He made her turn away from him and stay on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her. He gave her no warning as he crammed his thick meat all the way into her pussy. She gasped as she felt how deep his cock went into her. He started moving his cock around in a wide circle as it rubbed against her cunt walls. She kept gasping and rubbing her cunt back against him. She no longer cared that he realized she was turned on. Her pussy was burning and she needed relief.

"Fuck me," she whispered. "Go ahead and fuck me. I want to be fucked so hard!"

"You bitch," he groaned. "I'll fuck you hard, I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off!"

He reached around and grabbed her tits. Then he started plunging his cock in and out of her pussy like a wild man. Her body was shaking with pleasure as he fucked her. This was what she needed. His cock was driving deep into her pussy and it was exactly what she needed.

"That's the way, baby," she groaned. "Oh shit, that's the way!"

He took his cock out of her and she protested. But this time he turned her over and lifted her legs up until her knees were almost at her shoulders. She had never been so helpless as he pressed down on top of her and pushed his cock into her snug pussy.

"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned.

"You hot, fucking bitch. You sweet fucking bitch!"

He plunged his big prick back into her again. He slammed her hard and his prick went deep into her belly. He started fucking her as hard as he could. His balls slapped loudly against her as he fucked her. His cum was leaking, and she started moving her ass to get even more.

"I love your cock," she screamed. "Your cock feels so good. It feels so fucking good!"

He took his cock out of her again. This time it was only to allow her to straighten her legs. He spread her legs wider and he plunged his thick cock again into her pussy. This time his body stretched on top of her and flattened her titties. He started pushing his prick into her as hard as he could.

He put his hands underneath her shapely asscheeks, lifting her up. He thrust his cock in and out of her pussy as hard as he could. His cock was stretching her cunt walls.

"Fuck me harder," she groaned.

He started fucking her as hard as he could. It felt as if his cock was hitting bottom every time he drove into her. She squeezed her cunt wails around his prick each time he thrust. She loved the feel of his fat cockhead pushing against her tight cunt walls.

"Oh fuck," she groaned. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come! Oh shit, it feels good SO fucking good! I'm going to fucking come! Oh fuuuuuuck, it feels good!"

Her body twisted from the wild sensations of pleasure. Her juices poured onto his cock as he kept slamming his prick into her pussy. Sensations of pleasure went through her and she groaned softly.

"Keep lifting you ass, baby!" he screamed. "Don't stop! Keep lifting your fucking ass!"

She tried to give him what he wanted. She started lifting her ass high again and his swollen prick seemed to thrust even deeper into her belly. His swollen knob was stretching her pussy again. Jimmy's fierce young cock was growing inside her, getting ready to shoot a wad. She moved faster and felt his body tense.

"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to fucking give it to you. Your pussy feels so good. So fucking good!"

He rammed her hard and his prick spurted hot cum into her wet pussy. He rammed again as his cum kept shooting thick jism into her cunt. She felt it dripping out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. She kept moving her ass until she had drained every drop.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "You are something else, baby. You've got the sweet pussy I thought you did. Sweet pussy!"

CHAPTER TEN

"Wake up, sugar," Amos said. "Get up."

She opened her eyes. Amos was standing over her. She moved her arm and felt the metal pulling at her. She was getting used to being chained like an animal.

Amos unhooked the chain around her arm. He kept the silver collar around her neck and fastened a length of chain to it. She was dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a man's shirt. At least she didn't feel completely naked as she walked out of the back room into the kitchen.

She was in for the surprise of her life. Her husband was sitting calmly at the table drinking coffee. John didn't look excited to see her. He looked almost bored as he looked up at her.

"Been having a nice time?" he asked.

"I-I don't understand," she said. "What are you doing here?"

She couldn't speak the words that she wanted to say. What she couldn't understand was how he could just sit there drinking coffee after she had just gone through the most horrible experience of her life. It was almost as if he had known what was going on.

Then she looked down at the table in front of him and saw that he had been looking at photographs. Photographs of her fucking. She felt her heart pounding faster.

"Look what they did to me!" she shouted. "They raped me. They beat me. They locked me in chains."

"It's funny, but you don't look so unhappy to me."

"You bastard!"

"It was the only way, Carol," he said calmly. "These men are very good at teaching manners, in turning a proud wife into a woman who wants to please her husband. You were turning into a real snobbish bitch. You wouldn't let me touch you. I had to show you what you were really made of."

"You planned this?" she asked, feeling horror.

"I paid them to do it," he said. "Of course, Amos enjoys his work, but he did need a little compensation for his trouble."

"You're sick!" she screamed. "You sick bastard. I'm going to get everything you own for this. I'm going to hurt you just like you've hurt me." The crazy thing was the she started to feel weak-kneed as soon as Amos handed the end of her chain to her husband. It was almost as if she was a slave being handed to another master.

Her husband had a look in his eyes that she had never seen before.

"Are you taking me home now?" she asked. "Not just yet," he answered. "First, I've got to find out just how well trained you are."

"The bedroom's back there," Amos said, shrugging.

She was determined that her husband wasn't going to make some kind of fuck slave out of her. Amos was a brutal man, but she knew her husband had gentle qualities. He wouldn't treat her that way. Besides, she had always considered her husband somewhat weak. Often, she had been able to make the major decisions in the family. Now she was sure she could convince him that this was all a mistake. Then she was going to get her revenge.

But she wouldn't try anything yet. Not with Amos sitting there. She acted obediently as John pulled on her choke chain and led her into the back bedroom. He closed the door.

Then she put on her most angry look. "I don't know what you're thinking about, but I hate you for what you've done and I promise you that you're going to pay for it. Now unlock me and get me out of this thing."

"Don't fight with me, honey," John said. "Amos assured me that you're going to be a good girl."

"Amos can go to hell," she said defiantly.

"I guess I'm going to have to use the last resort," John said.

Her eyes widened as she saw her husband taking off his belt.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked nervously.

"Amos told me that this was what you needed when you got out of line," John said. "He said that you really stayed in your place when he got his belt out."

"You wouldn't dare!"

The belt made a loud smacking sound as he struck her across the leg. She tried backing away, but he pulled on her choke chain. She tried to slap him. He grabbed her arm and twisted it around. He forced her face down on the bed and started slamming the belt across her luscious asscheeks.

In a few moments Carol was squirming with pain. In another few moments she was begging him to stop. She couldn't stand the pain.

"Please stop!" she begged. "Don't do that to me any more. Please stop!"

He kept slamming the belt against her asscheeks. Her ass felt like it was on fire. She stopped squirming. Now she could only beg for mercy.

"That's right," her husband said, as he finally stopped spanking her. "You're finally beginning to learn I mean business."

"Please don't hit me anymore. I'll do anything but don't hit me any more."

He laughed softly. She was beaten and he knew it. She sobbed softly as he lifted her up from the bed and turned her around. He pushed her down to her knees and pulled her face against his crotch. His cock stirred to life. She didn't have to be told what he wanted.

She pulled his trousers down and then his shorts. His cock felt hot and hard as she lifted his cockflesh. She closed her fingers around his prickmeat and started waving her hand up and down. At the same time she bent her head and started licking at the swollen head of his cock.

"Oh shit yes," he moaned. "You have been learning. Amos has been teaching you some new tricks."

She opened her mouth a little wider, slowly taking his prick inside her mouth. She held his cock gingerly over her tongue for a few seconds. She felt it throbbing, and each throb sent a feeling of electricity through her.

"Take it deep, baby," he said. "Suck my cock deep!"

She closed her teeth around his cock and she started pushing her head forward and hollowing her cheeks. She was slowly taking all of his big prick inside her mouth. She licked around the thick cockhead as she sucked. She tasted cum.

He grabbed her hair and jerked her face away from his prick. He pushed her back down so that his leaking prick was rubbing against her big titties. He seemed pleased that she didn't try to jump away as he pressed her titties a little closer to his prickflesh.

"That damn Amos sure trains them good," he groaned. "How about it, baby? Do you want to suck my cock first and get a nice mouthful of cum and then let me put it in your pussy?"

"Anything you want," she answered.

She was surprised at the excitement that was burning through her body as she submitted so totally to her husband. She even had a thought that she liked the collar on her neck -- that it made her feel even more like his slave.

"I think I'll fuck your face, baby," he said. He reached for her head again, but she came willingly to his prick. Her lips touched the head of his cock and it was like electric sparks shooting through her again. She realized that she wanted to be treated like this, she wanted to be humbled and degraded.

She opened her mouth and sucked his stiff prick. She started slowly sliding his cock into her mouth. She used her silky tongue all the way. She actually felt his cock growing in her mouth as she sucked him. She tasted more of his salty cum.

"I'm going to give you a mouthful, baby," he told her. "I'm going to shoot a thick wad down your throat!"

She started bobbing her head slowly. She slid one hand up his leg to his balls. She fondled his balls as she sucked him. That seemed to drive him crazy. Suddenly he was grabbing the back of her head as he crammed his fat cockmeat into her mouth. Cum was already dripping out of the corners of her mouth. She had never known her husband to be this excited before.

"Suck me, bitch!" he groaned. "Suck my cock! Suck it hard and I'll give you a nice hot mouthful!"

She was no longer sucking his cock. She couldn't do anything but hold her head still and try to keep from choking as he crammed his big cock deeper and deeper into her throat. She closed her eyes and started trying to regulate her breath because she knew he was really going to shoot a huge wad into her mouth.

"Bitch," he groaned. "Bitch, here it comes! This is what I've always wanted to do to you. I've always wanted to shoot my wad up your throat! Oh shiiiit, bitch!"

He crammed his stiff cock deeper into her throat as be held her head still. His cockhead grew inside her mouth. Suddenly she was tasting his hot cum shooting against the roof of her mouth. His cum tasted thick and salty. She started frantically swallowing to keep from choking. She felt his cum leaking down her chin and dripping on her tits. He reached down and ripped open the man's shirt so that his cum could leak against her bare flesh.

He grabbed her swollen titties. He held onto her titties as he crammed his big prick deeper into her mouth. She tasted the last drops of cum before he allowed her to pull her head away. He wiped his prickhead against her face. She felt sticky with cum. He wiped his cock in her thick hair.

"You've changed a lot, baby," he said. "A hell of a lot!"

He told her to dress again, and Carol fixed the man's shirt as well as she could. He left the room and she followed him outside. She didn't say anything as she saw her husband handing over a lot of money to Amos. At that moment reality set in. Her husband had paid Amos to do all this to her. He had paid the animal.

And now she realized that she was just as much an animal as Amos was. Sucking her husband's cock had left her pussy hot. Even now she could feel wet juices dripping down the insides of her thighs. She saw Amos looking at her and he grinned.

"That should finish our business," her husband said. "You've done a good job, Amos."

"I think I should make one more test," Amos said. "Just to make sure she'll do anything."

"All right," her husband answered. "Go ahead."

"Get undressed," Amos told her.

Carol knew what was going to happen. She looked at her husband, but there was no mercy in his expression. She shrugged her shoulders. She had no choice. She hurriedly began to undo the buttons on her shirt. She peeled it away and she blushed red under the fascinated gaze of two men. It made her feel even more naked having her husband looking at her.

"Hurry the fuck up," Amos said.

She dropped the shirt on the floor and reached down to unbuckle her jeans. She slid them down her legs, and the panties soon followed. The two men looked hungrily at her thick cunt bush.

"Sit down in that chair over there," Amos said. "Spread your legs and let your husband get a good look at your sweet pussy!"

She went over to the chair and sat down. She spread her legs wide and showed both men the pink insides of her pussy. Amos told her to hold her pussy lips apart, and she did. She felt lewd as hell.

"You really do have a nice-looking pussy," Amos said. "It looks wet and ready. Play with yourself, baby. Play with your cunt and show your husband what you like to do most!"

She moved her fingers up between her thighs. Her pussy was burning hot. She moved her fingers up a little farther and touched her puffy cuntlips. She parted her pussy lips, pushing one finger inside and moving it around. Her finger brushed against her clitty and she gasped.

"That's right, Carol," John said. "Play with yourself. Ply with your cunt. Put your fingers inside your cunt and play with it!"

She was just so damned hot. She shoved another finger up into her cunt and started moving them around. Her juices soaked her fingers. She pushed against her clitty, and another quick shiver shot through her. She stabbed a third finger into her cunt. She started moving them in and out as fast as she could.

She saw Amos taking his clothes off. She knew he was going to fuck her and she wanted it. Even if it was in front of her husband. She kept playing with her pussy until Amos motioned for her to stop.

"Get face down on the kitchen table," Amos said. "I'm going to show your husband how much you enjoy having a cock inside you!"

She went over to the table and stretched out face down. Amos stood behind her. He moved his hands down her body in a gentle caress. He moved closer to her and pushed his cock against her snug pussy hole. It was what she wanted. He didn't have to do anything. Suddenly she pushed back as hard as she could, taking his swollen cock all the way into her cunt.

"Oh yes!" she moaned. "Oh yes, that feels so good! Your big cock feels good!"

She started pushing her cunt back against him and he still hadn't moved. It felt good to have his swollen cock so deep inside her. She squeezed her cunt muscles against his stiff cock. Finally he started pushing his cock in and out of her cunt and she forgot her husband was there.

"Fuck me," she groaned. "Fuck me good and hard. I'm your whore who loves your cock. Fuck me good!"

He started fucking her harder. His heavy balls slapped her each time he thrust. She kept moving her ass back against him as the vibrations of pleasure shook her body. She could feel her titties being rubbed raw against the table but it didn't matter. Noting mattered but the sweet sensations of pleasure in her cunt.

"Fuck me harder!" she whispered. "Oh shit, fuck me harder."

He fucked her harder, as hard as he could. His balls slapped against her so hard that she knew they were bruising her. She gave it back to him by lifting up her body and taking his prick as deep into her pussy as she could manage.

"Of fuck!" she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to come, baby. I'm coming, fucking coming!"

The spasms of pleasure nearly twisted her body apart. She kept feeling the quick sensations of pleasure striking her. Finally she stopped coming and she relaxed. Amos didn't mind. He kept shoving his hard cock deep into her pussy hole.

"Sweet pussy," Amos groaned. "You've got some sweet pussy, baby. I'm going to come all over you, baby, I'm going to shoot my wad deep into your cunt. Get ready, bitch! Get ready!"

He rammed her again, and his stiff cock started shooting cum deep into her pussy. He pulled his cock out of her and let his jism run down her thighs. He rubbed his cock against her asscheek until he was drained and she was feeling wet with cum.

She stayed there a few moments until her husband took her by the hand and pulled her off the table. He had a faint flush on his face as he handed her her clothes.

"Get dressed," he said. "I'm going to take you home now."

"All right," she said.

"And I'm horny as hell," he said. "I think I'm going to tie you down and stick my cock up your ass!"

"All right," she said.

She knew she would not fight anything her husband wanted her to do. He was right about one thing. Amos had taught her well. She would always be the animal he had taught her to be -- a woman who enjoyed cock no matter where a man wanted to put it.

THE END

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