Dear God, she thought, why have you done this to me? Am I being punished?
A similar question was being asked downstairs in the kitchen.
Emmylou was still tied to the chair. Frankie had torn her pajamas into bits, ripped the cloth away from her body to get at her tits and cunt.
Moaning softly, her eyes closed, the girl shuddered as Frankie toyed with her stiff nipples.
He smirked at her. "There's nothing like cherry pussy," he said. "We're going to ream you out, honey. We're going to make that cute little hole down there a little bigger. That little hole and the one right next to it. You got two holes, you know. Maybe sometime Vic and me will show you what a double-header's like. Two cockheads at the same time. You think you'd like that?"
"I don't know," she whimpered.
"Well, you'll find out, won't you? Christ, what a pair of tits on you!"
He hefted and squeezed her tits, pulled her nipples with his fingers until the points of her tits were stretched out two inches.
Then he dropped one hand between her thighs and fingered her cuntlips. His fingertip probed around the mouth of her cunthole, but he did not push the finger inside.
"You any good at sucking cock?"
She bit her lip. "I've never done it."
"Never sucked a cock? What the hell do the boys around here do with girls, play checkers? Okay, it's time to learn."
"Please, I don't want to."
He slapped her face. "Listen, little girl, I don't give a shit what you want or don't want, it's what Frankie wants that counts, you understand?"
She nodded. She trembled with fear. Maybe they'll kill us, she thought. She had to do whatever they wanted. If Frankie wanted her to suck his cock, she would have to suck his cock.
She had no idea how to do it, but she prayed she would be good enough so that he wouldn't hit her again.
He pushed his chair back and rose up now.
She watched his fingers as he slowly pulled his zipper down.
A moment later his cock sprang out of his fly and bounced up and down in front of her nose.
She could smell his prick. She stared hypnotized at his fat cockhead and watched a glob of clear juice ooze out of his pisshole.
Holding his cockshaft with his fingers, he laughed and moved forward to wipe his cockhead back and forth across her lips.
"Come on, honey, get that pretty tongue out and lick it a little. Make believe it's a lollipop."
She stuck her tongue out and began licking his prick. It was awful. She tried not to think about what she was doing, but there was no way to avoid dealing with it.
For the first time in her life she was getting to know the smell and taste of a man's cock.
His cock did have a strange taste, almost like her pussy. She had tasted her own cuntjuice more than once and his cock tasted something like that.
Then she realized with a shock that what she was tasting was her mother's cuntjuice.
Frankie had fucked her mother and now she was licking her mother's cuntjuice off his prick.
She wanted to scream.
Instead, she shuddered and continued licking.
"Okay, open up," he said. "Open your pretty mouth and take it in."
She hesitated, but she realized she had no choice. Opening her lips, she remained motionless as he moved his cock forward to fill her mouth. "Good, honey, just stay like that while I fuck your sweet face. Oh, man, what a cute little mouth. Just like a pussy, isn't it? You like the feel of a cock in there? Come on, roll your tongue around. Let me feel your tongue on my prick. That's it, cutie, you're doing fine. Oh, yes, indeed, you're doing fine. Suck it, baby, suck that prick!"
He fucked her face, sliding his cock in and out of her open mouth, and then suddenly she tasted something salty and sharp and she realized he was coming.
She swallowed in order to avoid choking. Most of his jism ran out of her mouth and over her chin, but she swallowed enough of it to make her retch.
Frankie laughed. He finished himself off with his hand, keeping his cockhead in her mouth and pumping his cockshaft with his fingers. He milked his cock, emptying his balls down her gulping throat.
CHAPTER FOUR
When Vic was finished with her, Paula lay on the bed sobbing.
She felt humiliated and degraded.
Now she had the jism of two different men in her pussy. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before and she was thoroughly disgusted.
They were horrible animals and she was now nothing but a slave.
She heard a noise, and when she turned her head she saw Frankie leading Emmylou into the room.
Paula was horrified to see that Emmylou was completely naked.
The teenager was bound and gagged and her eyes were filled with tears.
Paula wanted to cry out to Frankie that he'd promised not to touch Emmylou.
It was hopeless, of course. She herself was bound and gagged and there was nothing she could do.
Then Vic lumbered into the room. His eyes glittered when he saw Emmylou.
"She's pretty, Frankie."
Frankie chuckled. "Tie her to one of the bedposts."
"Can I touch her?"
"Sure, but just touch her. Leave her pussy alone. I want her to stay cherry awhile."
"Sure, Frankie."
Emmylou cringed as the big man's huge hands closed over her tits. Vic mauled and pulled the girl's tits until Emmylou groaned.
Then one of his hands dropped down to her young ass.
He fondled each asscheek and pushed his fingers inside her asscrack to rub her asshole.
"She's a sweet little thing," Vic said. "I like this one, Frankie. When are you going to let me have some?"
"Soon, pal. Just have a little patience. You just fucked the mother, didn't you? How'd you like it?"
"I think I like the kid better."
Frankie laughed. "You're a Goddamn gorilla, that's what you are. Okay, just hold on."
"You going to call Joanna, Frankie?"
"You bet your ass I am. She'll cream her panties when she sees what we got here."
"I can't wait to see Joanna again. It's been a long time."
"You know it, pal."
Paula wondered who Joanna was. It was hard to believe that any woman could be a friend of these two animals.
Now Frankie picked up the telephone and punched some numbers. In a few moments he was talking to someone, joking and sounding half human. Then he said, "Okay, baby, twenty minutes."
It was more like fifteen minutes later.
The front doorbell rang and. Vic went downstairs to see who it was. Before long he returned with a woman.
A huge grin on his face, Vic said, "Here's Joanna, Frankie."
She was a tall brunette with a sensual face and a willowy body. She and Frankie moved towards each other and kissed.
Pulling away from him and smiling, Joanna said, "Let me look at you, honey. God, it's been ages."
"Too long," Frankie said. "You see what we got here?"
"I sure do."
"Mother and daughter. The mother's a piece and the daughter's cherry. The old man packed enough luggage to be gone a month. We got a great setup here. The house is in the middle of nowhere and if we play it right we got everything we need." Then he saw Joanna looking at the women on the bed and he chuckled. "Go on, take a look at them."
"Is the girl really cherry?"
"Find out for yourself."
"I'll say hello to Mommy first."
Paula tried to pull away as Joanna approached her, but Vic held her down.
Joanna trailed her fingers along Paula's calf and then along her thigh. When her fingers reached the inside of Paula's upper thigh, Joanna grabbed the blonde's flesh between her thumb and forefinger and pinched hard.
Paula screamed, but the sound was muffled by her gag.
"That's just to say hello and let you know who I am," Joanna said. "You'll have a pretty mark there for a few days. There'll be lots more, so you better get used to it."