She didn't have to answer for him to know the full extent of her joy. It wasn't good, it was great!
"I'm glad somebody got off on this. I sure as hell didn't," complained Ellen. "I'm wanting something more from our two little sex slaves. In fact, I want a damn lot more. Hell, I couldn't even get him hard!"
Sid laughed at her. "Maybe your mouth's not as good as hers."
"Maybe not. Let's see."
Melinda almost cried when Sid easily lifted her and dumped her off the trampoline onto the hard gym floor. She didn't land easily.
CHAPTER NINE
"Let's give her a little taste of what's in store for her. And since the loudmouth enjoys eating her pussy so much, let him keep going," snarled Ellen.
"Oh, no, you don't," said Sid, "I'll try her out for a while. Her mouth did great things for me. I want to return the favor."
Melinda didn't think it was going to be any favor. Not from the way Ellen was storming and raging. The woman was furious. Not only hadn't Sid gotten her off, but she had failed to get a rise out of Ron. The way her brother looked, Melinda could imagine why.
He was haggard. Not quite at the point of having dark circles under his eyes, there was no disguising the fact that he was bone tired. He had been run up and down the emotional ladder too many times.
She thought the worst was probably when Ellen had sucked him hard, then not carried through. Leaving him hanging from the rings, a hard-on hurting like hell, couldn't be good for him.
The girl had no more time to think about what was in store for her brother. She was worrying about herself. Ellen dragged her over the rough floor to the parallel bars again. The woman gripped her arm and seized her protruding tit.
Using these convenient handholds, she lifted the girl, upside down, so that her legs dangled over the highest bar.
"Hang there, bat style," the woman ordered.
Swinging slightly, Melinda had a moment's giddiness. She could see the floor only inches away. And her hair swept over it. With her hands tied behind her back, she was in danger of falling head first to the floor. She could get a nasty bang on the head if she fell.
"I like this," said Sid. "Open up, Goldilocks. Papa wants in!"
She couldn't move her legs. She was frightened of falling.
He moved them for her, then used the adhesive tape to hold her legs painfully open. She felt as if the pain would rip right through her body. The strain, on her snatch especially, was excruciating.
Her knees were fastened at least three feet apart. She wanted to cry but hold it in.
"I like the looks of this. Damn, if I don't!" Melinda could see his leering face above her. He could see straight down into her wide-spread pussy. "I like the view. I like it a lot."
Then his mouth was clamped firmly over her cunt. She tried to avoid his groping mouth. She couldn't move. As his tongue began dragging along her sex slit, she shivered more with fear and loathing than with sexual excitement.
"I don't think your little filly likes the way your mouth works, Sid," the woman said.
"Nonsense. Of course she does. Tell me all about it, Goldilocks."
His mouth returned to her twat.
She moaned. The feelings ripping through her tender body were horrible. The pain she felt by having her legs pulled so wide was ruining any chance she might have at enjoying him eating her out. The very touch of his mouth on her taut skin was agony.
The girl couldn't remember ever feeling more helpless in all her life. She was hanging upside down with her legs and hands tied so she could hardly move. The man was able to leer at her and stare directly down into her lewdly gaping pussy.
She started to cry.
"Hey, Goldilocks, don't do that. You might end up drowning!" He laughed harshly, then went back to licking her gash.
She sobbed violently, then tried to control herself. He was close to being right. Hanging upside down caused all the blood to rush to her head. She could see her tits drooping toward her chin at an unnatural angle. Worst of all, her tears were puddling on her eyebrows.
The tickling sensation from that was worse than the pain.
She tried to concentrate only on the goodness of his mouth. She repeated over and over to herself, "I'm loving the feel of his tongue in me. I love it. I really do!"
But she was lying.
The lightest touch of his tongue was hurting her. The way her hip joints felt pulled and stretched to the breaking point simply wouldn't give her any pleasure at all.
True, his tongue stroking up and down over her pea-sized clit sent little tremors of delight quaking into her body. Every time his tongue slipped in and out of her cunt, she felt a tiny surge of pleasure. But the small doses of enjoyment she got were far outweighed by the horror of her situation.
"Please stop! I can't t-take any more of itttt!"
"Oh, no? You can't, huh? You want down, little girl? Is that it? What'll you give me if I let you down?"
"Anything you ask! I… I'll even suck on your cock again!" She was desperate. She didn't think she could stand the pain hammering in her head much longer.
"Okay. I like that offer."
She screamed when he ripped the adhesive tape off her flesh. She wished she could get used to the prickly feelings afterwards, too. The girl had the awful feeling she was going to be experiencing a lot more of them.
As she stood, her legs suddenly went rubbery on her. All the blood rushed from her brain, making her woozy.
A strong arm circled her waist and supported her. Sid pressed his body close. "I like this. A cute little chickie like you cuddling up real close to me and all."
She couldn't even pull, away in revulsion. She was grateful to him for the support – in spite of the fact that he was the one who'd gotten her into this condition in the first place.
"Rope about ready, Ellen?" he asked.
Melinda had to struggle to focus her eyes. She saw the giant rope at the corner of the gym used for climbing. The other coach was lowering it for some reason.
As sudden as a summer storm, the girl realized the rope was for her.
"I… you're not gonna hang me!" she cried. "No way, baby doll. I wouldn't waste a good little cunt like you. All I'm fixin' to do is string you up so you can suck my cock a little better."
"Please, I'll do it! I'll suck you hard. I'll swallow all your cum. I – just don't do this to me!"
"I like it when you whine like that." And he did. It made him feel powerful. The girl's obvious horror fed the flames of his lust. The way she was so totally dependent on him secretly thrilled him. It made his cock just a bit stiffer thinking how she was all trussed up and unable to escape his clutches.
She tried to fight him off. This gave him a chance to muscle her into position.
"Up you go!" he said.
She felt her feet being tied together with the end of the thick rope, then she was hanging free in the air. She was suspended by her legs. Her head was only inches off the ground. Slowly, Ellen pulled the rope up until the girl's mouth was at waist level – Sid's waist level.
"Think you can suck me off like this?" he asked.
"I… no. It doesn't, work!"
"I think she's right. Lower her back to about cock-high." Sid quickly slid under the suspended girl until his cock was jutting up toward her mouth. As she swung back and forth, she could just barely touch his cock with her outstretched tongue.
"This is more like it. You got a nice tongue, girl. Really nice."
He gave her a shove that sent her in a broad arc. As she came by his prone form, he gave her a stinging swat on her ass.
"Now suck every time you come by or you'll keep getting that bouncy ass of yours paddled!"
She tried. She tried hard. Staining her neck, she was able to barely touch his cock. Soon, when the wild swinging motion had died down, she was able to suck in just the head of his prick.