"I just might take you away from Greg," Todd said, moving back to the bed. "How'd you like to be my lady? We could ride around all day on my bike and fuck in the woods and everything."
What a creep, Debby thought. I'd die before I voluntarily did anything with you.
An idea occurred to her, however. If there was some way she could pit Greg and Todd against each other, she might survive this horror.
"I'll have to think that one over," Debby said, her voice sounding husky with desire, although she almost choked on the words.
Todd pulled her off his cock, then lay beside her. He pulled a bottle from the floor and opened it up, offering her the first drink.
"No, thank you," Debby said. "I don't drink."
"You drink or burn," Todd said evenly, holding the mouth of the bottle close to her nose. "You get the message?"
What a monster! One minute he was asking her to be his lady, the next threatening her.
"I'll drink," she said quickly, flinching from the smell.
"See? You can get a cunt to do anything if you say the right things," Todd laughed.
Debby took the fiery liquid into her stomach, then coughed. It tasted awful. Todd forced her to take a few more swallows, then finished it off.
"Good booze," he said. "I'm already buzzing."
"Oh, I feel funny," Debby said, wanting for some reason to laugh. "Kinda dizzy."
"Just wait a few seconds," Todd said. "This stuff is called Kentucky Thunderfuck. Kick your ass right up between your shoulder blades."
Then, through the milky mist of her mind, she saw a dark, handsome man suddenly appear. His words seemed like the wind, brushing her mind.
"My turn," the voice said.
"She's a good piece, Brian," Todd said from somewhere.
"Good, I need fucked bad," the silky voice said.
Todd moved away from the bed and seemed to float from the room. Debby slowly turned and looked at the strange man. He had been sitting on the couch when she'd come in, she realized. Why hadn't she noticed how handsome he was? she wondered.
And he was removing his clothes, showing her his muscular, hairy body, his thick throbbing cock.
"You ready to swing, baby?" Brian said, crawling onto the bed and pulling her close.
"Oh, yes," Debby whispered, wrapping her arms around his firm body. She crushed her mouth against his and sucked his tongue inside. "I'm ready for anything at all."
Brian gave her a wide grin, then rolled on top of her body. He squirmed between her legs and fucked his rock-hard cock deeply into her pussy.
"You ready to fuck all fucking night?" he said into her mouth.
Debby accepted his cock greedily, then clawed at his firm, pumping ass. When the full length of his cock fucked into her pussy, she seemed to become part of him. She closed her eyes and drifted into a world of colors and pleasure.
The most handsome man in the world was fucking his perfect cock in and out of her pussy, giving her thrills that she alone could experience.
CHAPTER SIX
When Debby woke up, she thought she was going to vomit. Her head throbbed and her body felt rubbery, almost dead. Lying next to her on the filthy bed was a blubbery man who was still asleep, his foul breath almost steaming from his gaping mouth.
The house was quiet, although it must have been well past noon, as the light from the window didn't cast a shadow.
Gathering her strength, she crept silently from the bed, hoping she could escape this insanity. When she reached for her torn clothing, however, she heard the man snort and the bed squeak. She turned and saw, that Brian was grinning at her.
"You're some fuck, you know that?" Brian said, grinning wide, revealing very bad teeth. "Hell, I ain't never had no lady to beg me like you did."
Debby didn't even want to ponder what her alcohol-crazed dreams made her do the night before with this man. She felt sick just knowing she was in the same room with him.
Brian was a huge man, and, although not obese, he looked as if he were formed from hardened fat. He had dark-red hair matted about his round face, and gooseberry eyes. His fish-white skin was covered with splotches of mud-colored freckles.
"Come on back to bed and do me some more, honey," Brian said, again giving her a leer.
"I have to leave," Debby said quickly, thinking if she moved quickly and if everyone else was still asleep, she just might make her escape.
When she tried the door knob, she discovered the door was locked. She turned quickly and looked at the window. Would it cut her to pieces if she ran and jumped through it?
"Yeah, you were just fine," Brian said, getting off the bed, the bed squealing under his mountain of weight. "Sure know how to suck out asshole."
Debby felt shame burn into her brain like a searing poker, a memory coming back to her. She had smacked and chewed on his filthy ass for a long while, then even sucked the cum from his curved, ugly cock, spitting the juice into his dark hairy ass crack.
As she thought about it, she wanted to shower, to brush her teeth, even get an enema. Even then she would probably feel dirty.
How could Greg do this to her? Leaving her in a room with this oaf all night.
"Come on, baby, I got some more cum for you to eat out," Brian said, approaching her.
Debby didn't know what got into her, but she lashed out angrily, slicing her nails across his cheek. Instantly she regretted it because Brian grabbed at her roughly and threw her to the bed. His beady eyes flashed with anger.
"Little cock-tease, huh?" he said, licking his fat lower lip. "Well, I'll show you what we do to cock-teases around here."
Debby shivered with revulsion. Not only was she in a filthy room, on dirty sheets, but she was about to be assaulted by this animal.
"Don't," she panted, struggling with him as he fell on her body. "I'm going to be sick, I know I am!"
"So I make you sick, huh?" Brian said, his voice coarse with anger. "OK, bitch, I'll give you something to be sick about."
While Debby fought and scratched, Brian tied the ropes to her hands and feet. Finally, he had anchored her down no the bed, her arms and legs stretched wide. Heaving, he knelt between her legs and looked down at her swollen, bruised cunt.
"I never did fuck this thing," Brian said, jabbing his fingers into her pussy. "You were too damned busy sucking me off all night."
Debby looked at his monstrous, purplish colored cock and felt completely humiliated. How could she have done that? Just looking at him was enough to make her throw up.
"No, please!" she gasped, shivering with new waves of revulsion as he diddled her pussy with his stubby fingers.
"I think I'll fuck it later," Brian said, grinning. "Right now I want you to lick on my ass some more."
As he spoke, he positioned himself, turning to face the foot of the bed. As he straddled her middle and lowered his ass down on her face, he squeezed her tits together, forming a silky tunnel around his rock-hard cock.
When Debby saw his dark ass crack come closer to her face she closed bet eyes, tried to block out the horror. She couldn't, however, when she felt the soft texture of fat and hair crush against her mouth.
"You lick my ass and I'll tit-fuck you, whore," Brian said, squirming his ass around. As he squeezed her tits more firmly around his fucking cock, he sat up straighter. "Hey, this is almost as nice as your mouth."
Debby could hardly breathe, he was pushing down so hard. She realized it was useless to fight, however, for even if she wasn't tied up, she would be no match for his strength. And something told her she shouldn't make him any angrier than he was already.
"Lick me, bitch," Brian commanded, pumping his ass up and down. "Run that sweet tongue up my shitter like you did last night."