Chapter 9

At that moment Chris despised her friend, hated her for getting her into this loathsome situation. As always, it was Sandy who talked her into it. She leapt to her feet, backing away from the man cautiously, intent only on making it to the closed door a dozen feet away.

One of the men jumped and blocked the door. He grinned down at her. "Oh, no you don't, bitch... you ain't running out on us now. You're paid for this... you're a whore... a whore!" he spat. The words stung more than her ears, sluicing through the fogged stoniness of her brain. A whore. It's true, she'd been hired to be a prostitute. All that jive about speaking French and Spanish... all of it was a set up.

She tried to struggle away, but his hand lashed out at her shoulder; she snapped away just as his finger snared the thin fabric of her blouse, ripping it down the middle as if it were paper. The garment fell away in tow tattered halves, exposing the white firmness of her breasts softly resting in the sheer cups of her bra. "No, please... let me go!"

Both of the men's powerful arms suddenly snaked around her, and with one quick, deft move, he unhooked the three tiny hooks of her bra and yanked it away, throwing it halfway across the room in his frantic excitement. His eyes widened as he stared at the frightened blonde's large, ripe breasts, two bulging, pink-tipped mounds just waiting for his lips. But this terrified young girl wasn't for him now, she belonged to Neil. Almost reluctantly, he shoved her toward the other man.

"Come here!" he growled, and this time Chris knew there was no choice but to obey. Neil was watching eagerly, and he, too, had moved between her and the door, still stark naked, his arms folded across his huge chest. Chris took one half-step toward the door, trying to avoid him, and abruptly found herself in the frenzied, sex-hungry Mexican's clutches. His fleshy lips locked hungrily on hers as his rough tongue darted between her teeth, hotly exploring the moist recesses of her mouth. Chris tried to pull away, to break away from his grip, but he held her tightly with his big hands clamped like vises on her forearms, pinching the muscles so painfully she could feel the circulation slowing in her hands and wrists. His warmly wet lips left her mouth and traced a line along the curve of her upturned chin, passionately, but gently, nibbling at the soft flesh of her neck before moving down along the smooth expanse of her chest. The horrified girl's blood ran cold as Neil's voraciously sucking lips neared the fleshy swell of her agitated breasts; another instant, and they were hotly clamped around the pinkish-brown halos of her nipples. Now his glistening tongue whirled around the hardening tips of her quivering breasts, and his sharp teeth nipped playfully at the swelling little nipples. Chris knew Sandy was watching, she knew her best friend was somewhere there in the darkness, watching as she was dragged into the lowest, vilest depths of humiliation and depravity. She was once again, the second time in less than 24 hours, being treated like a whore. But how unlike last night! Francois had been such a gentleman. Now she was nothing but a plaything for these vicious men, theirs to fondle, to caress. Theirs to empty their seething loads of sperm into, just a lust- receptacle for these... savages!

Chris was only slightly aware of being maneuvered toward the empty mattress. now that she was standing, the effects of the drug seemed doubled, the room was spinning around a central axis, whirling in a dizzying kaleidoscope heightened by the flickering lights of the candles. Her calves backed against the edge of the mattress, and with a gentle push from Neil, she fell flat on her back across the mattress, her skirt bunching up around her slender young waist, her eyes had been closed; now she opened them wide in fear as she lost her balance and tumbled across the mattress. Neil seemed to tower over her like a giant -- his chest a solid, dark wall of muscle now that he had taken off his shirt.

"Please don't... please," she whimpered futilely. She, herself, knew that her pleas and tears would be unheeded; nothing would stop this muscle-bound Mexican now!

He leaned forward and nibbled the soft, tender flesh of her inner thigh, teasing the skin playfully with sharp, nipping little bites all along the smooth nakedness of her upper leg. He started just above her dimpled knee and worked his way up, up, up... stopping just short of the flimsy panties at the intersection of her firm, fearfully trembling thighs. Chris tried to fight it -- she wouldn't give this vicious animal the satisfaction of seeing her respond to his lustful advances.

In spite of her good intentions, the girl had downed too much of that potent cocaine to remain totally in control of her body; she began to moan as his hot lips nibbled steadily in one spot, just inches away from the almost unguarded furrow of her young cunt. His hands slid easily over her tautly smooth belly and fastened on the jutting mounds of her softly ripe breasts. Squeezing with his open palms and pinching the tender flesh in ridges between his brown fingers which contrasted so sharply with her white skin and blonde hair.

Her mind was reeling! She'd been prepared for the worst... for agonizing pain, for abject humiliation and sordid degradation... the way it had been with Mark... but not this! His warm, sensuous seduction was something she had not anticipated! If only he weren't so gentle, so skilled in his passionate probings of her naked body.

Of their own volition, Chris long legs slowly parted, opening up the moistly pink slit of her pussy, easily visible to the man's view beneath the gauze-like material of her panties. It looked like a long-sought treasure to him, sparkling, gleaming ruby concealed up there between her wide spread thighs. "Do it, Neil," one of the men in the background yelled. "She's just asking for you to eat her pussy." His remark was greeted with laughter, but the big brown man gave no indication of hearing it. His hotly voracious mouth moved closer to the forbidden orifice, his nose brushing the fragrant curls teasing out from under the legbands of her panties. By now, everyone, including Chris, knew his goal; the moistly throbbing cunt between her snow white thighs.

She jerked harshly as she felt another pair of hands touch her face and shoulders. Her eyes popped open... it was Sandy!

"Here, Chris, take another deep drag. It'll loosen you up." She held a brightly glowing joint between her fingers, and before the young blonde could answer, touched the cigarette to her lips. Chris inhaled, filling her lungs quickly with a slow powerful puff, then held it until her chest seemed about to explode. Sandy then disappeared again in the darkness around the mattress, but that didn't matter. Chris could feel the potent drug rush straight to her brain; the flashing colors from outside suddenly intensified, burning brightly now like tinted floodlights shining into the smokey room, her hands had been by her side, but now they were moving of their own accord to the flat plane of her belly, just above the gentle mound of her pelvis with its thinly covered blonde pubic mound.

Abruptly, she pulled the crotchband of her panties aside and began rubbing herself tenderly, caressingly, her fevered young body responding now fully to the man's carnal probings up between her long slender legs.

With surprising gentleness, Neil removed her hands and then brushed apart the softly curling pubic hair guarding her exposed pussy, using his thumbs to gently spread the heatedly moistened layers of pink flesh. He leaned forward at the same moment and without warning, clamped his hungry lips on the pearl-like bud of her clitoris. Chris's whole body suddenly arched off the bed, shattered with a searing blast of animal desire that shot out her loins as his lips made their first hot contact with her naked pussy. Again, he began the tormenting nibbling of her clitoris, while, at the same time, his hands were hungrily ripping the soft flimsy crotchband of her panties all the way open.

"Oooohhh... please... ppplleease..." But her cry was more one of anguished helplessness than of pain or terror and, then as the panties were ripped in half, behind held together only by the elastic band around her waist, her hips began a wanton response of their own, grinding upward against his brown face as he chewed ravenously on her fevered cunt-lips. Chris was strapped in a swirling, soaring surging of drug-heightened rapture and wanton delight.

Neil's quivering red tongue snaked into the hotly moist tunnel between her widespread legs, worming in between the soft warm walls, then licking along the wet furrow of her pussy until his tongue brushed electrically again over her throbbing clitoris. One brown hand was far up between the shadowy cleft of her whitely trembling buttocks, his fingers caressing the tight puckered ring of her anus, the other hand was climbing back up to the damp slit of her cunt and on reaching it, he slid his outstretched middle finger easily into the warm shelter of her violently trembling pussy, pushing back the tight fleshy walls that clamped so hotly around it.

"Christ, she's got the tightest pussy I've ever seen man, it's gonna be something else pumping my meat into this hot little bitch," thought Neil.

He pulled his finger momentarily from her moistly heated tunnel and spread even wider the pink, ragged lips of her pussy, burying his face tighter against her writhing loins as his lips clenched tight around the pulsing nipple of he clitoris. His tongue licked hungrily at her wetly perfumed slit, lapping at her seeping cuntal juices and swallowing them down eagerly, relishing the young feminine taste of her naked pussy against his lips.

Chris opened her mouth as if to cry out, but only a mournful hoarse moan escaped her lips, a soulful whine from deep in her throat. She was frantically writhing now, quivering at his agonizing touch, slamming the whole of her lust heated loins up against the man's face, grinding her fleshy pink pussy lips hard against his full lips.

Oh God, what's happening to me? Have I turned into some kind of animal? Why can't I make this all go away? Oh my God, I can't stop myself... I can't stop myself!

Her empty cunt was now aching with wild, insatiable passion... aching for the one thing that would answer the torturing, lustful desire that were fanning hotly in her naked belly... aching for the hard, soothing thrust of his cock... aching for his long, throbbing manhood buried deep in her burning hole. She had to have it, she had to have its rock hard firmness rammed up inside her -- there was no other way to quell this frenzied riot of savage passion burning out of control in her quivering belly.

Neil's two strong hands suddenly gripped her ankles as she pulled away from her, and with one twist, he rolled her over on her belly, "Get up on your knees," he commanded, and Chris obeyed. She would have done anything right now to get rid of that wanton desire rippling incessantly from her cunt. The mattress was soft, and it gave under her weight, but she gripped the edges securely, bracing herself as she rose to her knees and hands, her naked white buttocks waving like a red flag before the man on his knees behind her.

Sandy had dropped into the chair by the door, her naked legs dragged over the arm, and Jose was preparing to fuck her hungry waiting cunt, holding his huge throbbing cock with both hands as he guided it toward the waiting white girl's wet, juicy sheath. Neither of them would have taken their eyes off the action on the other mattress for a second, but they had withstood the torturing flames of naked lust as long as they could stand it... there was no holding back now. Sandy cried out in pain and exaltation as the long glistening shaft eased between the pink flanges of her pussy, stretching the tender lips wide as the blood-filled head sank out of sight in the young woman's cunt.

Fighting the pain, Sandy gripped the arm of the chair and shoved her ravenous pussy back up against the Mexican's hard lunge; she gasped aloud as his thick cock sank six inches in her hotly stretched cunt pushing aside the soft moist walls like rippling waves as he burrowed deep into her open cuntal hole. He paused, then thrust the rest of his enormous fleshy rod up all the way to the hilt in her belly, ramming it into her so hard that tears filled her eyes from the painful agony. He'd waited too long already for this -- there was no time now for building up slowly, he pumped into her like a stallion mounting a mare in heat, thrusting in hard and fast in a frantic rhythm that threatened to split her in half with its fury. He'd been led too far -- the delicious thrill of having the beautiful bought girl sucking his cock -- the wildly exciting lewd spectacle of her young friend's naked pussy being cannibalized by his friend, Neil. Suddenly, the man's head went back and a surprised, anguished shout came from his lungs... his brown, fleshy hose again spewed its load into the girl's belly, only this time it pumped in staccato bursts into her hungry, receptive young cunt, filling it completely and oozing whitely out onto the arm of the chair. Sandy's pussy-lips milked every drop of the hotly jerking sperm from the huge shaft, sucking the warm viscous liquid deep up into her hungrily absorbing young belly.

Neil had now crawled up behind the nakedly quivering blonde and grabbed the soft flesh of her buttocks, turning her wetly glistening cunt back up at an even more acute angle. Chris felt one hand slip away from her ass for an instant, and then it was spreading the soft pliable lips of her pussy. Neil looked down at his massively throbbing cock poised just an inch from the white girl's hot little cunt. Then, never taking his eyes off his rigid staff, he watched as his painfully aching cock moved closer and closer to the moistly quivering opening.