Chapter 5

Jill squirmed and bucked under the maddening torture of that flicking animal tongue until she thought her pounding heart would burst through her ribs. A strange growing pressure she had never in her whole life felt before was building somewhere deep up inside her heaving belly, and she knew vaguely that she was probably approaching orgasm. It would be the first time ever for her and the eager young wife felt it coming nearer with trembling anticipation, her hands frantically guiding the dog's big head deeper and deeper between her wildly bucking thighs. Oh, oh, it was almost here, just another second, a few more burning swipes of that fabulous tongue... And then... then... it was gone!

"W-What?" she said in surprise, lifting her head from the pillow, needing to know what had caused that terrible absence between her legs. With a groan of dismay, she saw that Reagan had his hands wrapped tightly in Hector's collar, pulling hard, trying to drag the animal away from her frantically quivering pussy.

"Goddamn it, get out of there," the big man snarled at the reluctant dog. Jill could now see that the animal's huge scarlet penis had begun to protrude in expectation from the hairy sheath below his belly, and a tremor of lewd fear swept over her. Oh God, she needed, she needed... something... anything, to quench this burning fire up inside her love-starved vagina. She twisted helplessly in passionate hunger on the mattress, moaning - fighting the insane urge to dig her fingers deep into her own hungering vaginal flesh.

"Oh God, W-Why did you take him away? Let him finish, let him finish... I almost... she pleaded in delirium.

"Hold on baby," Reagan leered. "I got just what you need."

"Oh, please hurry, please hurry," Jill begged, hardly knowing what she was saying, aware only of this new need, this new craving that had invaded her hopelessly aroused body and made it a complete stranger to her. She pressed her thighs tightly together to try to contain the fire that burned within, but the pressure against her passionately swollen cuntal lips only made her groan in increased frustration. Hector made one last lunge towards Jill, his own passion further ignited by the pleading tone of her words.

"Goddamn it, I told you to get over there!" Reagan roared and for the first time in his life he kicked the dog. Hector howled in pain and disbelief and for an instant a terrible rage filled his fierce heart. All his animal instincts told him to attack this cruel man who had kicked him, who was tearing him from the pleading female writhing nakedly on the bed. But his training proved stronger and, after a moment's hesitation, the big dog slunk back over to the comer and lay down. In an effort to still his rage he put Ms massive head meekly on his paws, but a terrible bitterness was growing inside him, a bitterness strange to the loyal animal.

Reagan turned towards Jill, his eyes blazing. Despite her need, the wildly excited young blonde closed her eyes for a moment to shut out the humiliation of lying naked and defenseless under his cold cruel gaze. It would have been far better with the dog, she thought.

"Okay, baby, now I'm gonna fuck ya," Reagan breathed hoarsely and moved toward her. Jill lay still, her thighs still open wide, her own breath rasping painfully in her throat. Once more her eyes fixed on that huge pole of flesh jutting from Reagan's belly, and her stomach quivered and heaved as though it were already sunk deep inside her. She lay hypnotized as that huge pulsating organ approached closer and closer, paralyzed like a bird frozen with fear before the slithering attack of a snake.

Reagan bent down over her nakedly trembling young body and fastened his teeth harshly into the nipple of her heaving left breast. The weeping blonde bride groaned and attempted to twist away from that sudden sharp torture, but his hands held her tight, playing over her soft thighs and hips. As his lips roamed wetly over the white palpitating mounds, a blissful twitch descended feather-like to her loins below and the half-smothered girl once again felt her treacherous buttocks begin a slow impatient grinding down into the mattress.

"I got a hot one on my hands," Reagan chortled as his lips slithered over the most sensitive parts of her body, his eyes hard with a strange mixture of greed and desire. "I'm gonna fuck you like you never been fucked before. You're gonna twist and squirm when this cock of mine sinks into your belly. You're gonna beg and scream for it."

Jill froze under the prodding of his obscene words, their very lewdness strangely exciting her. But still she struggled within herself against this final surrender that would mean her total subjugation.

"Open up, honey, I'm comin' in," Reagan leered in triumph above her, and knowing she had no other choice, quivering half in fear, half in anticipation, the helpless young wife spread her thighs obediently. Reagan levered up over her, his arms stiff, his hands on her shoulders. Then reaching down with one hand, he guided Ws eagerly throbbing cock forward with his fingers and used the thick rubbery head to part her hair-lined vaginal lips. The terrified girl turned her head to one side on the mattress, closing her eyes with a shudder as she felt his throbbing cock- head make contact against the sensitive outer flesh of her pussy. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, not daring to breathe, lying still in utter subjugation before him. It was out of her hands now, no more decisions to make. Whatever would happen, would happen.

"Ooooooooh," she breathed as she felt a harsh pressure nudging against her tightly elastic vaginal opening.

He pushed.

"Aaaaaagh," she moaned as the lust-swollen tip slipped through, cruelly stretching her vagina until Jill felt as though her thighs would split apart from the relentless pressure. With that sharp searing pain all the accumulated passion fled from her system, and now she only wanted to escape the horrible impalement that lay ahead.

"Oh, God no, please, you're hurting me, you're hurting me!" Jill was suddenly screaming almost at the top of her voice. Wide- eyed with fear she saw Reagan grin sadistically above her. Oh God, he was killing her and enjoying it! He was enjoying watching her suffer as she writhed beneath the slow relentless penetration of her almost virginal vagina! Suddenly the grin on his face faded to be replaced by a took of sheer raw lust. Christ, the big man thought to himself, he couldn't stand it any more. The sight of this panting moaning young wife spread-eagled beneath him with his massive cock-head disappearing into her pussy-hair was driving him almost insane.

He had to fuck her, he had to, and quick!

And with that he fell forward, his weight smashing her full firm breasts back against her chest. In the same movement he thrust his hips forward and his long thick cock tore into her tight little cunt like a raging freight train, pushing her moistly heated vaginal flesh before it in tippling waves, sliding in with one smooth rush until with a loud smack his sperm-laden balls smacked into her tightly clenched ass-cheeks.

"Oh God, Oh God!" the tortured girl cried beneath him. She had never been so filled in her life, and his hotly throbbing cock felt as though it had ripped her vagina into a thousand tiny shreds. He had speared into her without mercy or concern for injury and now his long impaling rod of male flesh lay sunk deep in her pain-wracked belly, filling it to the bursting point. There wasn't one tiny fleshy ridge on that fiery shaft that she could not feel as it pressed tightly into her, enclosed in her moist warm cuntal sheath like a sword that had been sliced cruelly into it's helpless victim's belly. Jill lay still, afraid to move because of the pain it might bring, aware that Reagan was hovering motionless above her. Neither made a sound for a long moment until suddenly the fearfully tensed girl felt a throb deep up inside as Reagan flexed his lust-thickened penis, jerking it another inch up into her burning vagina.

"Uhhhhhhh," she grunted breathlessly, her face contorting with this new pain.

"Told ya I'd stretch out that tight little cunt for ya," he said tormentingly above her, then he flexed again.

"Aaaaaaggggghhhh," she groaned more deeply this time, the cords in her neck standing out starkly.

"Like it?" Reagan grinned down in lewd delight at the tormented expression on her face. There was no answer.

"Like it, I said?" he snarled more menacingly this time, flexing again.

"Oooooooohhh, yes, yes," she cried, afraid to offend him. The pain was unbearable.

"Beg then," he hissed contemptuously above her.

"W-What?" was all the anguished girl could manage.

"Beg me!" he said with greater arrogance.

"Beg you for what?" Jill asked pitifully in terrified confusion.

"Beg me to fuck you, now!" and he throbbed his hardened thickness deep up inside her belly once again.

"Oooooh, God, no, don't, don't, I can't, I can't!" Jill fought with all her courage to escape this ultimate humiliation, knowing it would be the final surrender, and she would never be able to escape the terrible memory of it. Her pride was the only thing she had left and she must never let it go. This vile man had taken everything else, including her fidelity to her husband. Yes, everything else was gone, gone. She couldn't let him have the pleasure of hearing her beg too, she just couldn't. But he flexed deeper in her, digging his fingers painfully into her shoulders at the same time.

"Do it, bitch," he commanded. "Beg!" She cringed before the savage fire burning in his eyes.

"Oh God," she sobbed helplessly, her resistance broken by her pain and helplessness. "Do it to me, do it to me."

"Not like that, say 'fuck me, '" he demanded.

"Oh, fuck me!" she hissed through tightly clenched teeth, tears gushing from her eyes as she spat out the lewd obscene words. Her humiliation and degradation were now complete! She had let herself lose control over all she knew was right, and she wished she were dead. Never again would she know the innocence that had still been hers only this morning. She was an adulterous whore now, she was lost! The bitter words bored into her mind-- whore, whore!

There was no hope, nothing mattered but that huge fleshy shaft buried deep up inside her adulterous vagina. Well if that's the way it had to be she would accept it, surrender herself to it and let it bring from her the pleasures she had denied herself all her life. Just like the whore she now was!

Bill Reagan sensed the loss of the last remaining ounce of resistance and self-respect left in his victim's soul. Clamping his wet lips suddenly right down over her mouth he began a slow rocking motion between her widespread thighs. He could feel her tight narrow pussy passage widening slightly with each short smooth stroke, and he knew it shouldn't take long now to turn this innocent young bride into a raw squealing mass of helpless desire. He had sensed this by the way she had responded to Hector's tongue. This little bitch might think she was a sweet conservative wife, faithful to her husband, but underneath all that sexual conservatism Reagan had detected a latent hot streak that had just never been turned on before. Well, he'd turn it on today and he could think of nothing better than to have a sexy little bitch like this in the neighborhood so that he could sneak over and grab a piece whenever he got the urge.