Cash groaned and thrust his loins forward involuntarily as the naked young brunette kneeled before him like a lowly slave. Sylvia could feel the spongy heated head rub the full length of her tongue before embedding itself deep in her throat, and could taste and smell the sharp pungent flavor and odor of the tiny droplets of seminal fluid that seeped from the tip of his cock in his rising excitement. But she didn't think about what was about to happen; she considered instead the cruel and bizarre punishments she would mete out when she got her hands on the rotten blonde bitch who was responsible for this. Her thoughts returned to the task at hand only when Cash's hands pushed her wetly clinging mouth down harder on the long hard cock screwing so mercilessly into her face.
She began sucking to end it, her head bobbing like a cork in the stormy seas over his maniacally pumping loins. She sucked demon-like, swishing her tongue with a vengeance now around and around the throbbing head sliding in and out of her widely ovalled lips – wanting him to cum and get it over with. Her mouth was full of saliva and she hollowed the smooth wet insides on the outstroke and expanded them on the instroke, allowing her hot breath to race over the air cooled trunk with a maddening rhythm. Cash's semen-laden balls beat a staccato rhythm against her upturned young chin, and the saliva-matted curly blonde pubic hair covering his lower stomach brushed against her face with frantic thrust for release.
Cash's desire mounted with the lewd power he now had over the girl who submissively accepted his cock's violent plunges into her mouth and even matched them with a driving, sucking vengeance of her own. He clasped his palms tight against her ears and enjoyed the way she tightened her lips and increased the speed of her movement even more, as though she would do anything to appease him. He wanted to spurt his hot cum all the way down her throat and into that white little belly of hers until she burst. He wanted to debase and completely humiliate this smart-ass little prick-tease for all the times she had deliberately tormented him when she was under Billy's protection.
Now Billy's presence magnified his pleasure because he knew it made Sylvia's predicament that much more shameful and degrading. She was sucking voraciously on Cash's rapidly expanding cock while both she and he knew that Billy himself was watching. All the men were watching the way he had brought Sylvia to her knees and forced the former girlfriend of their leader to work to please him like the lowest of prostitutes. He watched her lick and suck on his thickly thrusting cock, and as the image transcribed itself obscenely on his brain, he felt the pressure growing in his balls… and he knew it wouldn't be much longer now. He could hardly wait for the moment when he spewed his white hot stream of cum in rushing gushes into her mouth and forced her to swallow it down that pretty little throat of hers.
The nakedly kneeling brunette's head bobbed wildly now in her desperation, and he felt the unbearable pressure building – building deep in his impatiently pulsating balls. It felt like he was sitting on a ticking time bomb that was about to go off. There could be no more waiting, something had to give before he exploded in a thousand different directions. Then he felt his erupting sperm begin its mad race up the long length of his insanely jerking cock.
The moment was now!
He gasped and his lips bared back over his teeth as though he were being tortured by fire. His head fell back and he arched his loins up into her slavering young face, tangling his hands cruelly in her hair and holding her head tight against his loins while he rammed his long exploding shaft into the tight warm softness between her tongue and the roof of her sucking mouth. He groaned over and over again, and a low guttural sound started from deep in his chest as he pushed the wildly jerking penis all the way down to her tonsils. His hands pressed hard against her cheeks so that her mouth tightened while he convulsively fucked his lust-hardened cock deeper and deeper into her mouth.
Then he felt his cum spewing out thick heated streams into the soft sanctity of her wet young mouth. Gush after gush of the white hot sperm bloated her cheeks outward with each bullet-like squirt and she swallowed frantically to keep from choking… gasping and gagging at his thrusting loins. His hands tangled in her hair and held her warmly ovalled mouth tight to the emptying cock while he shot the last of his heated load deep into the confines of her still sucking mouth and until every last drop of the warm sticky sperm had been nibbled from his rapidly deflating hardness.
The flaccid penis slipped slowly with a wet sucking sound from the girl's mouth, but her throat continued to tighten and untighten, swallowing in great desperate gulps in an effort to clear her mouth and throat of his warm pungent sperm.
Ellen was so overwhelmed and transfixed by the horrible and depraved spectacle of Cash cumming in the girl's mouth that she hadn't even noticed Billy's hand roaming familiarly over her back and softly curved buttocks from where she sat next to him. But suddenly her attention reeled back to her own vulnerable situation when she heard him rise from the chair and felt his hands cup under her arms to pull her to a standing position. She began trembling in fear, but didn't struggle as Billy, incited by the lewdly obscene performance, began leading her across the floor to his room and the long night of submission that awaited her. Sylvia's challenge to Billy's authority had provided for Ellen only a temporary respite, she realized with dreading full awareness now, and once again it was her turn to be used as a sex slave as she had been last night. Except that now there was just Billy, whereas last night there had been three, and she made up her mind to cooperate as best she could so as not to lose this advantage, as small and pitiful as it was. She allowed Billy to lead her down the hall to his room, hearing behind her the sounds of Sylvia whimpering as the grossly fat Pop prepared to take his turn at her.
CHAPTER FIVE
The yellow triangle of light shining into Billy's room from the hallway slowly disappeared across the bare wooden floor when he reached back and softly closed the door behind them. In that moment before the door sealed her fate with a small click, Ellen thought she saw a tiny room with a blanket-covered mattress in the corner. An empty light fixture hung from the ceiling, but it didn't work, and Billy disappeared from his position close behind her to flare a match… then the shabby room glimmered with the light of a candle.
Ellen sighed without much feeling as the bleakness of the dismal room registered on her exhausted mind. She had been horrified and shocked for so long that she couldn't have worked up any further distress if she had wanted to. Actually, though, when she looked around the dimly lit room with a view of starless sky evident beyond one cracked window, it seemed almost cozy, and she was glad to be there with Billy instead of back down the hall under the harsh glare of the hanging light, suffering further indignities from the others.
The voluptuous young blonde stepped forward willingly when Billy's hand reached through the darkness and circled her slender wrist, pulling her down on the mattress beside him. Then the door swung open again, and she watched dully as he grunted in irritation and crawled back to his feet, walking across the room to slam the door. It sprang open a second time but he left it, exposing them to a long low wail of anguish from Sylvia once again being assaulted in the other room by the men. Ellen's heart began to pound as the piteous sounds stirred grim images in her mind of what was about to happen to her. She wanted to plead with Billy to close the door again, but she didn't. She sensed that the gang leader had fallen into a sullen bitter mood, and she was deathly afraid of inciting his anger.
She jumped when his hand settled on her shoulder, pushing her backwards, but she fell obediently onto her back on the mattress. She stared as though in a trance at the light from the hallway reflecting now on the ceiling, too frightened to turn her head when she heard him stripping the clothing from his muscular body. She heard him unzipping his pants, then his belt hit with a loud clang against the floor, and she stiffened as he sat down on the mattress to pull the trousers and his undershorts off his ankles. Then there was just the horrible suspenseful silence which was broken only by occasional male grunts of passion mixed with small feminine protests coming from the other room.