Laurie managed to regain some control of her sobs, realizing she would choke on her own saliva and tears if she kept on. And to her surprise the pain gradually ebbed while the stroking of the spike up and down her slick cuntal channel actually soothed the sore, torn tissues of her pierced cherry. Jack saw her change in attitude and grinned, shoving the marlin spike nearly all the way in before twisting it out slowly, dropping the instrument with a clatter onto the floor.
Laurie sagged in her restraints, feeling so empty, defeated, humiliated. She felt his long powerful fingers digging into her thighs and thought once more he would fuck her in the ass. But now she felt the conical head of his cock slithering over the slippery cuntal crack, the salty drop of cum on his cockhead setting the wound on her clit on fire. It burned like sulfur, making her roll her hips forward, then back.
It was a surprise, the surprise of her life. He was fucking her, doing the thing her mother had dreaded for so long. And now it was happening with a man who her parents had trusted. She closed her eyes tightly, her mouth a tight scar while a lump of fear lodged in her throat; Laurie cried out, staring at the rusty red bulkhead in front of her. He was pushing in, grunting like a pig, sweating onto her body while his jagged fingernails tore at her abused flesh.
Again and again he ordered her to recant. And again and again she resisted, shaking her head, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. The lieutenant leaned forward a bit, forcing the long thick prick into her cunthole. It was like a long greased finger. The heavy, fear-driven flow of her juices made the girl's tissues slick for the invading prick.
Laurie groaned, her head falling back, feeling his cock slipping halfway into her torn, dripping cunt. Jack let go of her thighs for the moment and slid his fingers up, gripping her tits and mashing them in. When he pinched her sore nipples, Laurie let out another cry.
"You like this, don't you? Baby, I think the worst thing to happen to you now would be if I stopped this."
She knew it was true. Something had flipped inside her, some switch had been thrown. She found she actually enjoyed the pain and insult of his fucking. He was on her like a dog on a bitch, fucking her to prove his power. And she let him. Any decent woman would make him kill her instead. And Laurie was hanging there, rutting like a dog in the gutter, wanting more. She hunched back against him even harder, the whole length of his cock stuffed up into her drooling cunthole. She felt him stretching her itchy, bleeding membranes. She felt the cockhead like a plum on a pole, driving around inside her, making her move her hips around in a counter-motion as she whimpered for more. Again and again Laurie begged him to stop, tried to halt the dreadful chain of thoughts building in her mind. But nothing could help. She tried to clench her cuntal muscles tight enough to stop his driving prick. The only thing that did was increase the delightful hot sensations that took her breath away.
Laurie sobbed. The bruising, clawing fingers on her tits made every ounce of her boobs ache. Jack twisted her nipples viciously, biting at the back of her neck until he broke the skin. She wished he would tear the aroused tips off her tits. That would stop the fierce heat they telegraphed to her cunt.
Jack bit down harder, making the girl throw back her head and shout out her unholy delight.
She jerked back, the constant swiveling of her ass continuing. Jack was fucking her harder now, his belly slapping against her blood spotted ass. She could feel the wiry hairs of his cockbush against her asshole while the itching, burning sensation around her cunt drove her crazy. The teen shoved back, enjoying the sensation of having that pounding prick savaging her. Laurie wanted more – more of the feel of fucking, more of his prick pummeling her cunt while it nudged aside her organs. All she wanted was to have every feeling increase until the pain and the swelling, spinning knot of delight in her belly throbbed with orgasm and swept over her.
"Ahhhh, fuck me, cock me, cock me!"
Laurie cried her obscenities again and again, dredging up foul words and phrases she never remembered having heard. The throbbing ache in her tits needed more. She forced the stiff tipped tits against his greedy, clutching fingers. Jack knew what she needed and gave it to her. The twisting, scratching pain in her nipples was like the fire that burned through all her nerves. Even the soft firmness of her ass tensed, the crack grabbing at the man's cock hairs.
"You're gonna do what I want, baby, do it and you'll never regret it," he growled, biting down on her neck once more. "Never, never!"
But Laurie knew the hated excitement coursing through her veins would make her agree to anything. With just a little more action she knew he was going to bring her off. The blast-furnace heat in her cunt grew more and more intense, more concentrated to a prickling spasm that made her cuntal walls buckle and melt. The girl ground her teeth now. She clamped down hard on that fucking cock. She focused on her clit, on her asshole, on her nipples that burned with a surprising fury. She could feel his cock thickening. The pounding beat of his cock thrusts slowed for a moment, then resumed with a frenzied urgency. She could hear him grunting harder, his teeth chomping down on her flesh as if he were going to feast on her body.
With a furious, savage jab, his cockhead banged against her womb. Laurie felt the blunt point bounce off her cervix. Then came the blast of jizz, that eruption of white-hot spunk that gushed out over her cuntal walls. Laurie let out a whooshing breath she had held, her cuntal walls crashing in. She surrendered herself completely, feeling her pussy clutching wildly, greasily at the spurting cockhead. She could hear herself screaming while blast after blast of cum spattered against her cuntal walls. The terrifying impact of her cum ripped outward from her pussy. She could feel it in every cell of her body. Never, ever would she have believed that climax could be this all-encompassing.
Jack was shouting something out to her, clutching and clawing at her body while she came and came and came. Her cunt milked more jizz from his prick as she rolled her forehead and knew that Jack had her where he wanted her. Never, ever would she disobey him again.
"Man, oh man," he whispered, arching back from the girl and watching with obvious delight as he pulled his softening cock from her drooling fuckhole. Laurie felt that withdrawal, the vacuum setting her clit off once more into another tiny spasm. She pressed her body against the cold bulkhead, her arms shivering while she felt his flanged cockhead slipping from her cunt.
She was exhausted and defeated. Jack had done his work on her and now stepped back to admire the consequences. He moved to her right, pushing her head up and brushing the loose blonde hair shading her eyes.
"Now, you're not gonna keep up your story, are you?"
Laurie shook her head from side to side as he pulled the spitty gag from her mouth.
"You'll tell the captain that you're a little slutty liar, right?"
His voice was so even, so matter-of-fact. Laurie didn't have a chance to think. She nodded her head.
"That's good. Because now you'll walk away from here. Later, I couldn't promise the same thing."
Laurie fell to the deck after Jack had loosened the ropes binding her wrists together and to the bulkhead. She lay there for some time, feeling the blood come back to her fingers in tingly form while she drew her knees up to her tits.
"Okay, come here."
When she didn't move Jack grabbed her right wrist, twisting it around until she cried out, then dragging her over the uneven steel deck plates. Laurie jerked her body around, pummeling her ankles and heels against the floor while half rising from the deck. The steel was cutting into her flesh as the lieutenant pulled her over the floor, through the passageway, and down, down into the fetid bowels of the barge. They stopped in front of a half-opened door, the lip of which had rusted long ago from the salt air.