Katie didn't know how to answer him. No one, except Genghis had ever done it to her, even though Lee had come close that very morning… but she didn't intend to lie to this man who was going to help her daddy… "I… I don't know…"
"You mean, no one has ever licked your pussy?"
"No."
"Have you been fucked in the ass?"
"No."
Darrel Jenkins laughed. "Well," he said, "it seems that there are still a few virginal things about you that've been left to me, doesn't there?"
Katie didn't answer.
"Doesn't there?"
"Yes, yes! I told you! I'll do whatever you say… as long as you're going to help Daddy…!"
The depraved little man grinned lewdly at her. "Come here!" he ordered, spreading his short legs for her to move close-in between them. She did, with slow naked steps. "Closer!" he ordered, and she responded. "I want to feel of you standing there like that… then, we'll have a party. Tell me, have you ever undressed a man and licked him all over with that little tongue… his cock and balls, his asshole?"
Katie could hardly believe the maddening sensations his absolutely perverted questions were raising in her… and then, she realized that it wouldn't be a normal body she would be tongue-washing if he made her do it… and wilder masochistic spasms raced through her at the depraved thought.
"Well, have you?" he snapped.
"No."
Again he sniggered. "I'm glad, Baby cunt… because I want to be your first trip-around-the-world."
He eased himself forward on the chair-edge while Katie stood with half-closed eyes, the muscles of her stomach spasming, and with opened thin lips he sucked a rubbery, hard nipple between them, his mouth spreading to encompass the surrounding white firm flesh, and abruptly, Katie felt his teeth sink into it cruelly. She whimpered aloud from the sharp pain and tried to push his face away, but he held her tight with one little hand taunting the softness of her thighs, hips and lush buttocks, causing a blend of sensations to soar through her, until at last, she relaxed before him in complete and helpless subservience.
She felt his other soft little hand smoothing up her inner thigh and brushing teasingly against her silken pubic hair; then, his middle finger was tracing the thin line of her snug pink vaginal slit provocatively, easing between the fleshy, hairfringed lips of her already moist pussy, moving up and down tauntingly through the velvetish coral flesh toward her small vaginal mouth… and finally, worming up into her… upward inside her hot, tight channel!
Abruptly, she thought of Daddy, Lee, and Ronnie Carter… in that order, and the latter vision did nothing but raise her anger! She'd show him what he was missing! Damn him! She gaped down at the little monstrosity during his insertion process, momentarily enraged with wavering pictures of Ronnie Carter that quickly crumbled, her eyes glazing in a blend of erotic emotions, both delight and humiliation sweeping over her as she felt his small finger sliding possessively further up into her while she stood as if enslaved in carnal shame… and then his thumb began to massage the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris maddeningly. She convulsed against him, causing her buttocks to spasm and undulate uncontrollably against the other small hand that caressed them.
"All right, cunt… pretty cunt! Get down on your knees and take it out!" Jenkins spat viciously. "Lick it! Suck it! Love it! Then, I'll let you undress me, and we'll really start the games! You hear, cunt? Now!"
"Yes… yes, I hear…" Katie answered, dropping slowly to her knees and feeling his finger slide out of her… while her eyes locked anticipatingly on the tremendous bulge at the front of his pants…
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Before leaving the house for Darrel Jenkins' apartment, fully prepared to do whatever was necessary to save her husband from the horror hanging over him, Jan Martin had gone to Katie's room with a message. She wanted her daughter to tell her daddy that it had been necessary for her to run into town, but that she'd be home for cocktails and not to worry. However, she'd found the room empty, except for a growling Genghis when she'd knocked, and decided that Katie was probably down at the stables… although she seldom went anywhere around the ranch without the faithful wolf trailing close behind her… Nevertheless, she'd try the stables…
"No, Ma'am," Juan answered her. "The little Missy's in town… I drove her there over an hour ago… to the building where Mr. Jenkins lives."
Jan stared at the fat Mexican for a long moment while the full impact of his information reached her brain. She felt her knees grow watery and the blood drain from her face as she realized the danger Katie had unconsciously exposed herself to!
"My God!" she gasped, staggering slightly from the shock and feeling Juan's hand suddenly reaching out to steady her.
"You all right, Ma'am?" he questioned, his eyes widening with concern.
"Y-Yes… yes, I'm all right Juan," Jan replied, forcing herself to gain control. "Why? Did she say why she was going there…?"
"No, Ma'am," he replied, tilting his head and shrugging heavy shoulders. "She just ordered me to take her to Mr. Jenkins' place in Phoenix… that's all I know…"
Abruptly, Jan swung on her heels, breaking into a little run toward her car. Dear God, there was no time to lose… and as she jumped in behind the wheel starting the engine, it suddenly occurred to her that perhaps their daughter's action was not an unconscious one, but an intentional one! Lord in heaven! Had she somehow overheard Gil and her talking… and knew the trouble her daddy was in… even worse, that Darrel Jenkins was trying to barter for her… sexually? A sensation of utter mental anguish near-overwhelmed her at the horrifying thought. Why else would she have gone there… except to help her father? She loved him that much, Jan was well aware, swift mental scenes of their beautiful daughter's antics, expressions, and the way she hung to Gil at every opportunity, flashing through her mind… carryings-on that Jan had jealously watched and tolerated only because of her own feelings for Lee…
Oh, God… oh God! If only she wasn't too late…!
Katie stood in a naked, erotic daze between the now stripped, grotesque little monstrosity's legs, having undressed him at his command, the nauseating sight of his deformed body minimized only by the unbelievable spectacle of his massive swollen cock. She had never even imagined such a shaft on a grown man, let alone this little spindle-legged bizarre creature, and now she stared at it in trembling awe while he returned his small stubby finger between the moist lips of her pussy sliding it once more up into her tight vaginal passage lustfully.
"You love it, don't you, my little bitch?" he whispered hoarsely. "Love to have someone playing with your cunt… something hard like a finger, tongue or prick shoved right up into it… eh? Tell me! Don't you?"
"Uunnhhh… oohhh!" Katie groaned, her lips unable to form words in the throes of the ecstatic sensations he was causing inside her.
He began to thumb diligently at the tiny moist nub of her clitoris again, while his other hand reached behind her to press into her buttocks, all simultaneous with the swirling movements of his stubby finger inserted as far as it would go in the rapidly dilating channel of her cunt.
She heard the choking gasps burst from her own throat and couldn't restrain the need to circulate her hips onto, and down against, his knowing small hand, her excited young loins suddenly bathed in pleasurable rapture she couldn't resist.
Darrel Jenkins laughed outright, his distorted-featured face twisted now into an unbelievable grimace of salacity. "Oh, you luscious bitch!" he hissed. "The fucking long hours of pleasure you're going to bring me!" He laughed again while he sadistically ground his thumb against the delicate, warm and moist flesh of her tender plexus, watching the tremors ripple over her gorgeous satin-skinned young body in ruffles of paralyzing pleasure that had caused her mouth to slacken and her eyes to roll in their sockets in the mesmerizing rapture that had taken complete charge of her.