This perverse, depraved, debauched scene of sexual revelry struck Judeth as mad and insane! She gurgled as Marvin's mighty prick rammed into her throat, cutting off her air.
Would she be able to live through this madness? Would she ever be able to forget the sordid memories of this evil pair raping her mouth and cunt and asshole? Would she ever be able to face herself again? She was too frightened to dwell on the ugly reality.
Instead, she began to feel a fierce tingling sensation in her throbbing clit. She gasped for air when Marvin pulled his prick back in preparation for another powerful cock-thrust into her mouth and, just as he plunged forward, ramming his prick deep into her gurgling throat, her pussy filled with wicked desire.
She suddenly realized that Margaret had gripped her erect clit-nubbin and was frigging her clit with her fingernails. The woman's sharp nails scraped along Judeth's erect clit.
At the same time, the woman pumped the whip handle into Judeth's juicy hot cunt.
The wicked combination of being forced to suck Marvin's raging cock, having her clit stroked by Margaret's fingernails and having her cunt rammed full of the whip handle was driving Judeth wild with heated passion.
"Fuck you, you little cunt!" Margaret rasped. "You filthy, rich slut! All of the money in the world can't save your little fucking ass now, you bitch!"
"Yeah, sweet-lips," Marvin chimed in lewdly. "Keep lapping and sucking my cock, you whore. Pig! Cocksucker! Ass-lick! Slut! Yeah, you've got a nice set of lips, perfect for sucking my big cock!"
Judeth felt as though she were going mad! Margaret and Marvin were abusing her in the most vicious manner possible. Moreover, they were saying awful, obscene things to her, exhorting her to work hard to please them, to satisfy their cruel, sadistic demands. They were raping her cunt and her mouth, working her over to satiate their wicked, inexplicable sexual appetites.
They were crude and wicked and perverted. She knew that. She understood it as best she could. What she didn't understand were her own lascivious cravings for more! She wanted it! She craved more sexual abuse! It made no sense, but it was true. She found that she was writhing about, not in an effort to escape the brutal assault, but in a concerted attempt to experience more pleasure. Passionate, lustful pleasure.
"Look at the little rich bitch, Marvin," Margaret hissed coldly. "She's digging it! She loves it, the fucking bitch. Cunt! Whore!"
"Yeah, she's sucking down my cock real nice. Unnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh!" he gasped as he face-fucked the helpless naked girl. "Keep sucking my prick, wench. I'm gonna shoot a big load of cum down your throat soon, and you'd better swallow every single drop. You understand?"
Judeth was too busy sucking Marvin's big cock to stop and answer him. So, she nodded her head in agreement as she continued slurping his rock-hard prick down her throat. His bulbous cock-knob bounced around inside of her throat, stabbing and bobbing and probing about inside her aching jaws.
She forgot everything else and concentrated on giving Marvin a blow-job. Her tongue flicked beneath his bulbous cock-knob, which throbbed in response to her wet caress. Then, she pursed her lips and, pressing her tongue underneath his prick, she sucked his cockknob deep into the roof of her mouth. He tensed, pumped forward and moaned.
"Goddamn! The little slut is going crazy with my cock! Fuck! What a great little cocksucking whore!" he gasped. "Unnggghhh! Aaaggghhh! Ummnppphhh! I… I think I'm about to… cum!"
At that very moment, his hot, salty load of jizz spurted out of his cock in a mighty torrent, washing down her throat, and coating the inside of her mouth with slippery cum. She swallowed his load of cum, slurping and drinking the man's slimy jizz, sucking his cum down her throat and into her stomach. His jizz tasted creamy and salty, and she lapped it down eagerly. She milked his cock-knob until it was spent and dry.
But Marvin was not yet finished with her. He bent down and sucked her tit. At first, it felt delicious and sent a chilling sensation rushing to her head. But, then, Marvin gripped her sensitive nipple in his teeth and bit down.
"Owww!" Judeth screeched as the pain lanced through her tender young tits. "Don't bite my nipple! Please!"
"Shut up, you filthy slut! I'll do whatever the fuck I feel like doing to you!" he snarled as he bent down and bit her other nipple.
Meanwhile, Margaret kept pumping the whip handle into Judeth's tight cunt. Pussyjuice streamed down her creamy thighs and she moaned in erotic delight as the whip handle sliced deep into her seething hot cunt.
"How do you like it, rich bitch? Being fucked by a whip? Feels good, doesn't it?" Margaret taunted.
"I… I d-don't… know," she muttered weakly. And then her orgasm hit her, flooding her body with delicious feelings of passion gone wild. She writhed about, impaled on the hard leather whip handle, jerking and bucking in ecstasy.
Margaret cursed and rammed the whip deep into her steaming cunt. She bucked once, twice, three times in quick succession. Then she came again. It didn't seem possible, but it was happening. She closed her eyes tight and savored the hot, wet feeling that spread through her cunt and sent chills to her brain.
It was more than she could take, and she passed out.
CHAPTER FOUR
Judeth was rudely awakened by Marvin about three hours later. He walked briskly into the brightly lit room where she was held captive and removed her shackles.
"Get up, Judeth," he instructed her in a voice as cold as ice. "You're going upstairs with me."
"Does that mean you're going to release me?" she asked with anxious anticipation. "Did my father pay you of f?"
"No, Goddamnit!" came Marvin's terse reply. "Your fucking asshole of a father didn't pay the ransom yet. He wants some proof that we're holding you. So, we're gonna give your old man some proof."
Judeth did not like the tone of Marvin's voice. He sounded angry and disturbed. Something had gone wrong with the transactions. Marvin was definitely upset and out of sorts. He walked before her, his eyes staring straight ahead as they stepped briskly up the long, winding stairway that led to the main living area. Judeth had to hurry to keep up.
Marvin stepped into the living room and Judeth followed closely behind in front of the television sat the evil dark-haired woman. Next to her sat a well-dressed man, smoking a big cigar.
Marvin pushed the naked girl to the floor. She fell hard, landing on her elbows at the foot of the couch.
"What's going on?" she asked timidly. "Please, tell me."
"Shut up, cunt," said the well-dressed stranger.
"Yeah, Goddamn it!" Margaret added. "Shut up and watch the tube. The news is on, and we're waiting for your old man to speak, the bastard." Margaret lifted her legs and placed her booted feet on Judeth's bare back, digging her wicked high heels into the girl's tender flesh. "You can be my footstool while we watch the news, you slut," the woman hissed cruelly as she sat back in comfort on the couch.
Judeth stifled a cry and hunched her bare shoulders so that she could hold up the woman's feet. She felt totally degraded. Imagine! she thought. Serving as a footstool for such a crude, evil woman. The thought was repulsive to Judeth, and she tried to put it out of her mind as she crouched on her knees and turned her head to peer at the television screen.
Before long, the anchorman began to speak.
"It has now been established that the daughter of famous multi-millionaire businessman Bratton Brathmeyer has been kidnapped. Young Judeth Brathmeyer was abducted late Wednesday afternoon in a daring kidnap, in which she was taken from her car at the resort beach of Crystal Point. She has not been heard from since that time. However, the girl's alleged kidnappers did send a message to the Brathmeyer home on Long Island, demanding one million dollars in ransom for Judeth's safe return. At the present time, Mr. Brathmeyer refuses to cooperate with the FBI, and will not speak to reporters. Nevertheless, the wealthy businessman did make a statement, in which he pleads for his daughter's return."