Chapter 5

"Oh! Ooohhh! My God, please? Wa-Wait just... a... moment... !" gasped the naked and ravishing Ginny Novak as the gargoylish little czar caught hold of her waist in his deceiving, powerful hands and bounced her up and down, his salacious, almost colorless eyes wickedly absorbing the voluptuous sight of her full, erect firm breasts joggling and quaking before him, while her mouth gaped and her eyes widened blankly with the pain each time he raised his heavy lips to drive his massive cock up into her with evil vicious delight.

Gaston Larreau displayed a warped, gold-toothed grin. "You surprise me, ma chere. Don't tell me that canyon you call a cunt has contracted from lack of use." He leered at her mercilessly, continuing to raise her up off his penetrating rod of brutal flesh, then driving her down upon it to hear and watch her grunt and recoil with the agony.

Desperately, the lovely blonde struggled to endure the torment without further entreaty, knowing the uselessness of pleading to his barbaric, animalistic nature. It was not a punishment he was submitting her to, but a form of sadistic pleasure he derived from sprawling naked in his huge, leather reclining chair with his feet raised while she straddled him as she was now, her long, white, rounded legs astride and folded beneath her with wide-spread thighs, her crotch completely exposed to him, the stretched open lips of her sparse, blonde, hair- covered pussy disclosing her delicate, pink-hued inner-flesh as he forced her to absorb his elephantine prick up into her unprepared vagina without benefit of the least mercy.

When the last guest had left, he'd turned to her and ordered her out of his sight. He'd seen enough of her whorish face for one night, he'd spat, and in welcomed relief she had gone to her room to think and dream of Antoine and their rendezvous the following afternoon. She had no more than climbed into bed when he'd walked naked into her room, surprising her by plopping obscenely down in this, his favorite chair and snarling: "Come, sow! Get over here and squat down on this prick of mine... All of a sudden it's acquired an itch that needs servicing, and that's what I keep you around here for."

Of course, she hadn't hesitated even for a moment; to do that would have meant a beating with a belt or his fists, however he happened to feel; instead, she had jumped from the bed, stripped away her night gown and immediately mounted him, taking his giant, stone-hard cudgel into her hand and quickly drawing the huge, rubbery, purple head through the sensitive, hardly moist coral- flesh of her vulva and placing its tip at the snug, unwanting and unprepared mouth of her vagina, catching and holding her breath in dreaded anticipation of his first inhuman thrust that she knew was to come. And it had... a vicious spearing penetration of the blunt headed shaft, expanding the tight elastic-like mouth of her passage in an instantaneous piercing pain as he lunged his hips upward, simultaneously forcing her by the waist down onto his colossal instrument with bestial fury.

She had tried to contain her outcry, but that was impossible. The insane savagery of his cruel bursting entry had sent his impaling cock racing up into her, its swollen spongy head reaming her tight, unready vagina, scraping at the tender, sensitive walls and battering against her cervix painfully.

"Auuugggghhhhh!" she whimpered, little rivulets of tears suddenly appearing on her cheeks.

Gaston Larreau sniggered sadistically. "So," he grinned, reaching out to pinch and knead one pink, distended nipple harshly, "it makes you so happy you cry with joy, eh?"

Ginny did not answer. She attempted a smile but that, too, was feeble. Finally, she said: "I-I'll be all right... in a... minute..."

Larreau laughed once more. As always, he was reveling in his subjugation of this luscious American creature whom he had won, body and soul, at the turn of a card from a cheap Las Vegas gambler named Ace Fennel. In a thirty-six hour straight session he'd cleaned Fennel of his last sou, then wagered twenty thousand dollars against the girl's ass, insisting that she strip naked and lay flat in the center of the table as Fennel's ante, next to his own green stacked bills. He remembered how she'd cried and pleaded in shame and fear as he'd run his hands over her nude body in an intimate, unnecessary, appraisal of her value while she begged Fennel not to do this thing to her. She'd loved the hood all right, which had served to spice the gamble to the limit, and when it was decided that one cut of the cards, high man, would determine the winner, and he had turned a five of spades, followed by Fennel's anxious but confident drawing of the deuce of diamonds, she had broken into near hysterics.

He'd taken her the first time right then, stripping and climbing onto the table between her pretty long legs while her dejected boyfriend turned his back and walked from the room, ignoring her desperate, wailing pleas for help, and it'd been the most satisfying, fulfilling fuck he'd ever had with her, for she had fought him violently and he'd beaten and raped her a half- dozen times, until his loins were drained dry and he'd collapsed on top of her in an exhausted sleep. After that, she had never been the same... nothing but a spiritless pig who couldn't control herself once his prick tripped her libido, a cringing slave ready to stoop before him and perform the vilest act he could think of at his command; completely gone was the last trace of resistance that had made her at all worth while to him sexually.

He was damned near through with her... maybe entirely through; he wasn't quite certain yet; that was going to depend on Antoine's sweet little wife, Madeleine, along with several other minor details... but right at the moment he was enjoying the erotic spectacle of Ginny Novak's pain twisted face. Unfortunately, in a matter of minutes, she would come to enjoy it, lessening his own pleasure... and even as he stared up into her contorted face, mercilessly driving his gigantic shaft up into her yet tight passage, he saw the masochistic little sparks of initial delight come alive to dance in her sea-green eyes... that time had already arrived; she was suddenly beginning to relish her agony.

He clutched at her narrow, supple waist and thrust brutally once more, but her anxious, wincing moments had passed. She half- smiled a cold and hard expression, yet there was excitement blended with it.

God, how she despised him. To her, he was the culmination of all evil, but there was no way she could resist... once it was inside her... the intoxicating thrill of his unbelievable shaft. She had known many men in her life, from hired help on her father's mid-western farm when she was only thirteen, to the shifty-eyed, pasty-faced gamblers who shunned the daylight in the gambling casinos of Las Vegas, but never had she met a male to equal this wicked little monstrosity's sexual stamina, or massive, satisfying organ, and even with his twisted mind and depraved perversions, she was yet to be denied her first moment of satisfaction with him carnally. And his fat little ugly, pudgy hands with their deceiving strength... they could set her afire with their skilled, pleasureable manipulations... drive her to act regardless of how debasing; she was truly his slave in lust... factually and willingly.

"All right, M'sieu'... I'm ready now... do whatever you damned pleased," she hissed down at him, as if they were engaging in some sort of contest of physical endurance.

"You pig," he spat at her in French, still he could not hold back his grin. "Bitch!" She was indeed his counterpart; presently, he was sorry he had to end their association.

She began to smile down at him excitedly, at the same moment clenching her buttocks tight to her own advantage as she began to rhythmically ride up and down his long, thick rod, and he could feel the abrupt secretion of her lubricating fluids from the velvety walls of her vagina bathing his cock warmly as she now swallowed up every fraction of it with a muscularly sucking action that pulled at the lining of his testicles. Viciously, he dug at her pink-nippled, erect breasts, the soft resilient flesh oozing between his fingers like rubbery putty as she worked her full, round, white buttocks up and down furiously, her now incited cunt endeavoring to ingest... even devour him.

Mon Dieu. She was a human fucking machine, he mused. She had only to be set off and she went insane. If it were a stallion's cock it would all be the same to her... a prick was a prick as long as it triggered her. Even so, he'd not missed the longing eyes she'd cast so many times in Antoine's direction; but what in God's name would Antoine do with such a women? Suddenly, he laughed aloud at the thought, then, he said: "You did well keeping my nephew occupied while I discussed important business matters with his Madeleine."

Ginny snickered openly, it seemed like her turn anyway. "What kind of business, M'sieu'?"

Larreau sobered quickly: he didn't appreciate her obvious meaning. "Your tongue is long enough to choke you, Ma'mo'selle. I suggest you curb it," he snarled at her. "Talking as you do, a girl could find herself in an awkward situation, eh?"

Ginny never lost her smile. Factually, she was in ecstasy, and at such times little could reach and upset her. Her loins had come alive with tiny prurient sensations caused by his massive prick that she was forcing in and out of her vaginal passage at a rapid, ever increasing rate. And she had serviced him long enough now to know that he would do little until he'd spewed his hot, white sperm up into her. She placed a kiss on the tip of her finger, then lay that on the end of his nose.

He grinned, unable to hold it back. His colorless eyes dropped to stare at his proud cock pushing and pulling at the pink, ragged lips of the hair-lined pussy between her straddling legs, the tiny coral petals of its inner lips clasping hungrily around the glistening shaft as it disappeared deep up the salacious clasping hole.

"You're the best," he said suddenly, not meaning to, but unable to hold it back. "You fucking whore... you're the best ever!"

She laughed. "Yes, Darling, I know," she said, smiling and squirming, writhing her round buttocks on the down-stroke.

"But you think you have me trapped, eh pig?"

"No... no, I don't. I never wanted you trapped, M'sieu'. I never wanted you at all. You made me what I am."

"Bitch!"

"Oui... in French. Exactly... in good old USofA, master."

"You are a big mouth! You talk too much and say too little," he snarled at her. "How would you like to join the ranks of my swill-pigs, sow?"

"I figure that's just about my next stop..."

"Exactly!" he exclaimed, watching as she continued the same body action and he could see her stomach muscles contract as she clutched with the long velvety sleeve of her snug vagina skillfully at his prick.

"Cunt! Bitch!" he gasped. "On the floor, whore! On your belly, damn you!"

Ginny's breath caught in her throat. Had she gone too far? What in God's name had he conceived of now? She dare not hesitate. Nimbly, she hopped off him and dropped onto all-fours, her tongue-tip protruding between the two white even rows of her small teeth.

"Down!" he snapped, and she dropped flat on her belly.

Slowly, he came out of the chair and knelt to stare lasciviously at the warm, voluptuous body beneath him. He slid his hand along the inner side of her soft, white thigh to the moistened lips and thin pink slit of her pussy, tracing the hair- line separation with a forefinger upward between the creamy hued orbs of her firm, white buttocks, watching the round, soft moons arch and fall in growing excitement to his touch; then, he felt the desire in his own loins beginning to glow hotly. Mon Dieu, the feel of her satin-like skin could still set him off... damn, but she was a desirable bitch!

Ginny Novak swallowed tightly. Her subservient prostrate position, and knowing she must submit to whatever vile whim that might titillate his warped passion, was making her brain whirl in a growing kaleidoscope of sensual lust. She had no idea what he was going to do to her... or make her do to him; she only knew that she was rapidly losing all control in her rising need. Now, he was over her, and she squirming beneath him to the excitement of his near magic touch, little tongues suddenly licking salaciously at her loins and belly, building to greater and greater heights of captivating pleasure with every passing moment from the obscene teasing of his vile hands.

She dropped her face to the nap of the carpeting and groaned into it stifling the licentious throaty grunts of need emitting involuntarily from between her now tightly clenched teeth. God, how often had she vowed that she wouldn't let her body run away with her as it had so many, many times with him... and now there was less control than ever. When she lost her head like this, he became absolutely fiendish... Oh God, his hands... his hands! Her full, round buttocks hollowed and ground wantonly beneath the caresses of his pudgy, but relentless, hands, and she knew that he must sense the sudden urgency of tremors rippling obscenely over her body.

She heard his rammish laugh. She couldn't see his face but assumed he was grinning... rubbery lipped... wet and loose mouthed from the sight of her near total surrender. God... she wanted him... as always, she wanted him... and as always, she hated herself for it... but she couldn't resist the thought of his huge, wonderful cock slipping into her... "Ooohhhh," she moaned aloud as she felt his thick fingers slide up inside her moist, tingling vagina to further taunt her.

Gaston Larreau gloatingly listened to her whine down into the softness of the carpeting... her voice unnatural, thick with desire and ever growing wantonness.

"Ahhhhh," she groaned once more, twisting her passion contorted face to the side so that he could see the effect his teasing was having upon her, and then it occurred to him that she was trying to anticipate his every move and he chuckled to himself; it was of the utmost importance to his sensual gratification that a woman be kept completely in the dark, lest the ultimate pleasure of shock and subjugation be destroyed.

Ginny, her bottom churning incessantly beneath his hand, made no effort to fight against the lewd, carnal urges now racing uncontrollably through her incited body, and in her mind she had begun to pray that he would fuck her soon, before his tormenting hands drove her completely out of her mind. Oh God... I want his viciously mean, beautiful cock inside my tingling cunt. I do! I do! I've got to have it or I'll go mad! Why doesn't he fuck me? Please... please... make him fuck me now... now!

But instead, his thick middle finger surged with relentless force and depth into her vagina and she froze, momentarily catching her breath, until the sensations it caused finished skyrocketing through her.

"Oooohhhhh, do it to me... do it, for God's sake!" she pleaded back at him, forgetting all of her vows to resist and not be conquered by his foul beast's lewd manipulations, trying now to twist her neck so that she could watch his maddening hands working back there at her crotch between her wide-spread thighs.

"Do what ma chere?" he taunted, grinning down triumphantly at her lust-contorted face as she gaped helplessly and near glassy- eyed back at the continual growing of his massive, rock-hard cock.

"Oh, damn you... fuck me!" she moaned, the words tumbling from her lips. "Fuck me animal fashion... like a dirty bitch in heat!"

Larreau began to laugh gleefully. "Oui, ma chere, as you say... but remember, you requested it, eh?" He gazed evilly down at her squirming back, a thin line of sweat beginning to form on his upper lips. "Raise up your ass," he commanded.

She was still on her stomach and without hesitation arched her hips higher, then felt his hands reaching for her to pull her up onto her knees. She let him guide her and kept lifting herself until she was entirely raised before him, high and open. She felt the weakness and trembling in her legs and wished he would hurry, but there was no way of making him enter into her again until he was ready.

Finally, he moved in behind her, spreading her thighs even wider with his knees, his heavy, pulsating cock heaving lustfully as it pointed itself toward the crinkled pinkish ring of her tiny anus so lusciously displayed to him from between the full rounded spheres of her buttocks. Suddenly, he inched backwards on his knees, then, leaned forward, probing his saliva-wet tongue upward from the moist, hair-collared flanges of her cunt-mouth, along the spread crevice to her small, prune-wrinkled rectum where he tried to penetrate with its stiffened tip, but the sphincter was too snug, and instead, he accomplished his main purpose... to lubricate it well. Then, he raised up sliding in close to her once more to taunt her cunt with the violent purple head of his peeled-fore-skinned prick, until her whimpers drifted back to him as he ran its insinuated head between the splayed lips to gently tease her clitoris, and she began to moan incessantly.

He probed tentatively at her with the gigantic fleshy weapon, searching for the hot moisture of her vagina and left her buttocks clasping at his jerking cock as he guided it with his hand down the smooth white crevice past her anus to the eager hair-lined opening that awaited him. He felt the organ brush across the softness of her pubic hair and once again reach the quivering lips of her vagina. He was playing a game. His caresses had aroused her to the point where the flowing secretions inside her had completely lubricated her whole genital area with a hot, slippery wetness that made it easy for him to worm his throbbing prick into the smooth, tight gripping flesh between her legs.

She groaned in pleasure as she felt him introduce the massive tip into her viscous coated channel, never stopping, but continuing a constant penetration... Oh God... it's so big! So hot... ! until its entirety, was near submerged in slow, tormenting inches into the very depths of her belly.

"Ooohhhh yes, yes! Give it all to me... all of it!" she choked in her passion, catching herself the several times she was about to cry out, realizing that this devastating, constant plunge into her entrails was what she wanted... what she had to have.

The grotesque little czar grinned lewdly, his lips curling wetly back to expose his golden teeth as he began to fuck into her with long, powerful strokes... never hurrying, but leaning back and watching his thick, lust-hardened rod of flesh moving in and out of her wide-stretched vagina... watching the soft, pink flesh gripping him, clasping his rigid prick and pulsating against him. He sensed the muscles deep inside her passage flexing and constricting around his mighty shaft as he fucked deeper into her.

"Uuugggnnnnhhhhh," Ginny groaned through partially clenched teeth as the throbbing, massive cudgel rammed savagely into her. She knew the pain... wanted it, and couldn't contain the tears of agonized pleasure that streamed down her cheeks. Her vaginal passage was on fire, but experience with him had taught her that this would gradually pass once her channel walls grew accustomed to the giant invasion from this angle. Its huge head, it seemed, was ripping her deepest organs... and she wanted it so. Suddenly, her own hand slipped between her thighs and spreading the soft curls of her sparse pubic hair, caressed the erectiled bud of her throbbing clitoris, caressed, stroked and taunted the already passion-inflamed bud pulsating lasciviously down between her open legs.

Behind her, Larreau had begun to gasp and pant heavily in his obscene delight, and he rocked rhythmically in and out of the soft confines of her moist, clasping cunt.

For Ginny, the pain was lessening, and the masochistic thrill of her helpless, debased position kneeling before him rippled through her; the ravishment of her body by this vile man who took her at will in whatever manner that pleased him at the moment, as a master might a slave, sent familiar waves of wicked pleasure coursing through her entire naked being. She groaned aloud and subconsciously began to undulate her buttocks lewdly in tiny tempoed circles to the long thick cock fucking into her mercilessly from behind.