Chapter 8

Jill Duncan turned slowly around to face the crowded semi-circle of spectators seated in tiers a little below the low stage where she herself was standing. There was a round bed covered by some furry fabric in the center of the stage? and psychedelic-hued lights were flashing on and off. The terrified young American was grateful for the lights which half- blinded her drugged eyes and made it almost impossible to see the audience. To actually sit down on the suggestive stage-prop seemed perverted enough in itself, but Jill realized that her trembling knees would not support her for very much longer. When she reached the bed, the colored lights stopped and loud rock music began blaring from a speaker somewhere behind her.

Now that the lights were no longer flashing, Jill was able to see the audience clearly. There were about sixty people in the small dark room, most of them middle-aged men in business suits, but a few well-dressed women and exotically-clad hippie types as well. Most of the spectators were sipping cocktails, but the long-haired young men were smoking what her nose immediately recognized was hashish. And there, in the far left corner, were two uniformed policemen!

Naturally the terrified young redhead could not know that Lars Jensen had strategically placed two costumed employees just where she would be bound to see them, and Jill presumed that they must be the police inspectors the manager had warned her about. In her drugged condition, her mind leap-frogged from illogic to logic and finally analyzed her trapped position; if she didn't go on with the show, they'd arrest her for all the obscene things she had done with Erik the night before. There was no choice but to use the vibrator right there in front of all these leering people!

Luckily, the dope had the blessed effect of making everything seem a little unreal. Jill rationalized the entire thing by pretending she were living through the most frightening nightmare of her life, and this made it possible for her to turn on the penis-shaped instrument that the manager had placed in her shaking hands. It came to life with a loud purring sound, its quivering motion giving her an unexpected feeling of confidence.

I'll do like Mr. Jensen said--it's the only way I can go through with this, Jill decided. I'll just try to believe that all these people aren't here at all that I'm alone at home. Closing her green eyes, the half-naked young redhead leaned back on the big round bed and lifted the plastic dildo to her full breasts.

It was actually not nearly as difficult as she'd expected it to be. So long as she kept her eyes closed, the quivering movements of the stimulating vibrator on her drugged body relaxed her. After the two unfulfilling sexual encounters of the past two days, the young redhead's sensuous body was immediately aroused and began to tingle with depraved excitement.

The cleavage of the provocative suede halter top was so low that Jill had no trouble reaching her sensitive little nipples with the vibrator. After running the lewd plastic cock around first one, then the other, she felt her body begin a responsive quivering as thin fingers of hot shameless lust sped from her fully erected nipples straight down to her suede-covered loins. A tremulous sigh rose from her chest as her desire- swollen vaginal lips began to throb against the tight-fitting bikini panties, and she began to slide the dildo down over her youthful, almost virginal flesh toward the lustfully aroused area up between her legs.

Suddenly a loud voice from the audience sounded above the music, shattering the magic bubble that had been surrounding the drugged girl's mind. "Come on, baby!" the drunken voice called out, "let's see you fuck yourself!" A few other people began clapping in excited approval.

How can I be doing this? Jill's mind, temporarily cleared of all protective illusions, cried out. How can I lie here masturbating in front of these people--how can I? Yet inconceivable as it was, she knew that she would continue this depraved act--and that she would even enjoy it! The very obscenity of the situation excited her even more, and she knew she was heading for that powerful orgasm she'd so long awaited.

I'm perverted! I'm doing the worst thing I could possibly do! she told herself, experiencing an intense thrill of delight at the idea. Yes- --and I like doing it too! And with that admission ringing in her brain, she lowered the throbbing dildo directly over the space between her parted legs.

"If you wanna be fucked, I'll take care of it for you!" a voice shouted down at her. Jill's eyes popped open in astonishment to see an enormous naked man, who looked Arabic, standing above her, his long thick cock standing straight out from his hair-covered loins, his lust-hardened penis wagged menacingly at her as he took a few steps toward her trembling young body.

"Oh God!" she gasped. The music had softened as soon as the big male strode onto the stage, and her exclamation was clearly audible to the audience. "Noooooooo!" she cried, badly frightened. Mr. Jensen hadn't said anything about this--was this man just someone from the audience, or had she been tricked? Then, as he bent down over her and without warning began yanking off her skimpy garments, the redheaded American girl stopped speculating and began screaming in genuine terror.

"STOP! STOP! OH GOD, please don't do this to me!" she wailed, but the naked man paid no attention to her horror-stricken protests as he ripped off her flimsy panties.

"GONNA SHOW YOU HOW A REAL MAN FUCKS!" the muscular, Arabian- appearing male shouted down at her, brandishing his huge cudgel of flesh in one hand.

The leering crowd. naturally thinking it was all an imaginative new act, began to roar out their approval. "Yeah, man, give it to her!" several drunken voices echoed, and others began to clap and stamp their feet on the carpeted floor that produced an effect like that of excited drumbeats.

Then, before the stunned young redhead realized what was happening, the dark-haired man had pulled her wildly thrashing legs apart and was kneeling over her with his immense penis pointed straight at her cringing little cunt. She tried to struggle away, but his strong arms easily pinned her back against the bed. A second later, Jill felt the blunt head of his immense cock pressing up against her hair-covered pussy.

A moan of anguish and fear rose in her throat as she gazed with fearful eyes at the size of his dark-skinned penis. She'd thought Dizzy's was big, but this man's seemed to be at least twice as large. He would rip her in two... or maybe even kill her. Her physical terror was so great that the drugged auburn-haired American girl didn't even consider how obscene and perverted this whole scene appeared to the fascinated audience.

"No, you'll kill me!" she gasped out. "No... NOOOOOOO!"

"Tight little cunt you've got," the man sneered. "But don't worry-- you'll be loving my cock in your belly before too long!" And with that he shoved his powerful hips forward and drove his blood swollen cock deep into her narrow cuntal opening without a thought of pain or injury to her delicate female organ. If her vagina had not been so lewdly moistened by her self-induced arousal, his massive penis would never have been able to enter her nearly-virginal pussy. The pain was so intense that Jill couldn't even scream. A black, star-studded cloud of agony passed before her eyes as she struggled to regain her breath, and she held her violated body absolutely still for fear that any move on her part might increase the already unendurable pain. His huge pulsing hardness filled every inch of her widely-stretched pussy depths, and the massive cock-head had expanded the walls of her aching vagina so much that she feared she would never be able to walk again. It felt as though a giant pulsating rod of fire were slowly burning away her delicate cuntal tissue.