"Baby… fucking Sister," Bob moaned. "Why have we waited so long?"
Debby was too tired to answer at first. When she did, her voice was trembling with pleasure.
"Ohhhh, Bob," she sighed, the tone of her voice sultry enough to convey her feelings.
"OK, party time is over," Tony said, getting off the mattress. "I've got some other tricks up my sleeve."
Both Debby and Bob were jerked back to reality at the sound of his voice. Bob glared at him in anger.
"You motherfucker! When I get untied…" he said.
"Who says you're gonna ever be untied," Tony laughed. "I might let you swing there like a piece of meat for a long time."
Dodging Bob's kicks, Tony struggled with the bonds that held Debby. When she fell limply into his arms, he turned to Mel.
"You keep an eye on him, Mel," he said. "If you let him go, you're fucking dead."
"Sure, Tony," Mel said, although there was less fear in his voice than Tony expected.
"What are you going to do?" Debby asked as he dragged her roughly across the room.
"Gonna give you what you want, baby," Tony said. "A real, hard fucking."
"You hurt her, you bastard, and…" Bob shouted out, but the door closed, leaving him alone with Mel and Carla.
"Hey, don't get excited," Carla said, standing before him. "He's not really gonna hurt her. Down deep, Tony is a good guy."
"Well, you can shit in your hat and call it a Christmas turkey, but that don't make it so," Bob spat.
"Hey, don't be mad at me," Carla said, letting her fingers move over his naked muscular body. "I'm a good person too. Mmmmmmm, I'll show you, if you'll let me."
Bob wanted to kick out at her, but the hungry look in her eyes made his nuts throb.
He suddenly remembered that sweet mouth of hers.
And besides, if he played his cards right, she might help him.
"You watch him, Carla," Mel said, moving toward the door. "I'm fucking bushed. Just remember what Tony said."
If Carla heard, she didn't show it. She was gyrating her hips, moving her wet pussy over the underside of Bob's throbbing cock.
"Want to fuck me?" she said to Bob, digging her nails into his firm biceps. "Hmmm?"
"Do I have much of a choice?" Bob asked. "I seem to be all tied up."
"Mmmmmmm, and I like it," Carla said, her eyes flashing. "You'll have to do anything I ask."
"If you don't watch it, I might do more than you ask."
Outside, it was growing dark, and as Debby was dragged into the woods behind the house, the fresh air gave her new strength. It still seemed like a dream to her more so now.
For some reason, she no longer feared Tony. What could he do to her? God, he'd done everything possible.
She looked back toward the house and wondered what Bob was thinking, what he was doing. He was probably getting his cock sucked by that Carla.
That thought excited her.
"More games?" she said to Tony, undisguised loathing in her voice. "What is it this time? You gonna bring my uncle out to fuck me?"
"No," Tony said, pushing her up against a tree. "I've got something else in mind."
He positioned her between two trees then attached ropes to her wrists. When they were securely tied, he wrapped the ropes about the trees, then pulled out the slack. Debby's back arched painfully.
In a way, Debby was even looking forward to what was coming. That's why she didn't resist more. Being tied up and fucked by him wasn't all that bad. Especially now, with the gentle wind in the trees and night falling.
When Tony was sure the ropes would hold, he stepped back and let his eyes play over Debby's body. In the dying sunlight, she looked like a bound Goddess.
He gathered some wood and built a fire about ten feet in front of her while she gave him an amused smile.
"I didn't know you were a fucking boy-scout," she said with contempt.
"Actually, I was, a long time ago," Tony said. "I used to help old ladies across the street, then fuck them in the parking lot."
Well, he had a sense of humor, even if he was an idiot. In fact, Debby felt her hatred for him begin to melt.
It seemed centuries ago that she was in that bar, and he'd approached her. What if he hadn't, and she'd gone home with that bartender, Randy?
A nice quiet evening of fucking. Instead, she'd been assaulted, beaten and humiliated. She'd she had the most wonderful pleasures she could imagine.
Yeah, Tony was looking better and better.
"Be right back," Tony said, walking back toward the house.
"Where are you going?" Debby gasped her pussy was boiling, ready to be fucked by his thick cock. "Aren't you going to fuck me?"
He was lost in the trees, leaving her tied up before the fire. And when she heard his footsteps a few moments later, coming from the far darkness, she was more than ready for anything he had to offer.
Christ, anything!
CHAPTER NINE
"Uhhhhh!" Tony yelled out, every muscle in his body flexing. "Take it, you fucking slut!"
When his boiling, churning masses of jism hit her asshole, Debby had another thundering release. She began writhing and bucking as if she were being whipped.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted over and over, her words corresponding to the spasms that shook her body.
"Baby, baby," Tony gasped, plunging in the bulk of his cum-load, squirming his ass around. "Every fucking drop of jizz right up to your brains."
Debby no longer felt human. It was as if he were transformed into some dark being, a child of hell. And nothing mattered but raw, savage pleasure.
"Yes! God, yes," she moaned, then collapsed.
When she opened her eyes, she was no longer between the two trees. She was next to the fire, her arms outstretched. Rough rope was attached to her wrists, and the ends were secured somewhere in the darkness. Her legs were also outstretched, hemp cutting into the delicate flesh of her ankles.
"My God! What happened?" she asked, her voice dry and cracking.
"You passed out on us," Tony said. He was sitting beside her, his eyes on her heaving tits. "I thought I'd wait until you came around for the next part."
The next part? Good Lord! What could possibly follow?
"Ever been fucked raw?" Tony asked, this voice sadistic, cruel.
Sure she had. On her stomach and with a big cock plunging in and out of her cunt from behind.
"You, mean…"
"I am gonna fuck you rough," Tony said. "And while you get your pussy fucked by a tree limb, I'm gonna shove my cock in your throat."
Debby didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was going to happen again. She was in some insane time warp.
"A tree limb is going to fuck me?" she asked softly, remembering the feeling before she passed out.
"That's a fact baby!" Tony said as he straddled her chest. He dropped his ass to her tits and leaned slightly forward. His balls nuzzled into the hollow of her throat. His cockshaft flopped across her face. "Now, baby, open that little mouth and get ready to get your throat fucked!"
It was useless to fight it, Debby knew if she struggled, he would fuck her anyway.
But it was frightening. Not for the humiliation or the pain.
It was frightening because she knew she would like it.
She opened her mouth and sucked his monstrous cock into her throat. When her lips munched at the dark-blond hairs at the root of his cock, she felt the the limb on her thighs. The dry bark touched her stomach, then the underside of her left tit. The roughness of the tree limb scratched the tops of her thighs.
"Fuck this," she heard Tony say.
Debby's mouth froze around Tony's cock when she felt a wet, warm pressure against her cunt. She could almost see the long slithering tree limb ready to punch into her cunt.
First, Tony's cock in her ass, and now – a fucking tree limb! The limb began entering her. It was about as big around as a man's finger, but long – God, so long! It eased farther inside her cunt, the oval-shaped tip squeezing against her cunt walls. This small, rough limb crept up the insides of her thighs, resting just below her cunt entrance.