Paul Gable - Daughter degraded

Sobbing, confused at her own cunt reaction to this approaching animal, Cindy moved, pressing against the wall. Once again she clenched her fists, pressing her knuckles against the floor. The girl could feel splinters digging into her ass. She was dizzy with fright. He was going to rape her.

He moved closer, his fat cock waving, striking his thighs. His thighs were muscular and hairy, looking like tree trunks. Cindy realized her tits were swelling, her nipples taut, straining against the cups of her bra. A sharp spasm passed through her cunt, making her clit tingle. As more juice flowed from her body, her thighs shuddered. She knew then that her entire body was alive, alive to anything that touched it. Her mother was right. She was a wicked girl, a young woman who was turning out to be a hard case, a slut!

Jack raised his hand again, keeping it high. The watch on his wrist glistened. Cindy waited, her flesh crawling. Then his arm came down. She screamed and, as if on cue, she heard someone else moan in the big house.

The hand crashed down on her head, striking her hard enough to daze her. Again he reached down and gripped her hair. As Cindy groaned, her eyelids fluttering, Jack dragged her to the center of the tiny room.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh!"

He was pawing her tits, struggling with her blouse buttons. Cursing under his breath, Jack ripped the garment open, a shower of buttons striking the floor. Cindy cried out, her small hands trying to cover her exposed bra. The young man knocked her arms away, reaching down and finding her elastic bra strap. He pulled hard. The cups cut deeply into the soft flesh surrounding her tits. There were more tugs, followed by another tearing sound. He had ripped her bra off, throwing it away.

"No, don't."

Terror gripped her heart like an icy fist. This was it. There was no denying what was happening now and what would follow.

"You're gonna get a real treat, baby. Most girls I know'd give their fuckin' right arms to get a toss in the sack with me. You're gettin' it for free."

"Stop it… stop!"

He dropped to his knees, still holding her tightly by the wrists. He shoved his face against her white tits, his mouth cupping around one of her stiff, red nipples.

"Oooooooo!"

He was hurting her, hurting her badly. She felt his teeth scraping her areolas, felt his tongue flicking against her nipples while he sucked hard. Her cunt walls knotted up in sexual tension, the muscles spasming at each flick of his tongue. He was mouthing her nipples, sucking, covering them with spit while his fingers gripped her wrists cruelly.

His teeth bit into her tender areolas now, tearing into the spongy peaks, sending daggers of delight through her tits. As her fear mounted, sweat oozed from her pores, slicking down her white flesh. He moved up closer, his sweat running down her belly. It trickled into her cunt crack, mingling with her pussy juice.

That volatile mixture made her cunt explode with a power that nearly sent her crashing across the room. Forceful, it knocked the wind out of her. Her thighs tensed, flexed, tightened while her ass rose from the floor. She pressed her belly against his, instinctively rubbing her body against Jack's.

"Yeah, baby, you want it bad, don'tcha? You been tryin' to get away, when all the time you wanted this, really wanted my dick, right?" he hissed.

"Oh, no, no, I don't… don't want to do this. You're forcing me."

"Tell yourself anything you want, baby. All I know is that you're one hell of a hot little lady," Jack whispered, going back to her tits.

Cindy wanted to tell him he was wrong. Yet something inside told her she really wanted his mouth on her thighs, wanted to feel those teeth bruising the tender muscles and tendons there just as they were nibbling her nipples right now. She needed those sharp teeth between her legs… even deeper, perhaps tearing at her clit, sucking and tearing at her cunt until she couldn't think any more.

"Ohhhhhh, God!"

Cindy pulled back. But Jack wouldn't let go of her. He held her wrist with one hand while he jammed his palm between her legs, forcing them apart. Cindy screamed, trying to kick him. Her head snapped from side to side while her eyes widened with terror. She felt him cupping his fingers around her crotch, his thumb slipping into her moist crack.

"Oh God, God in heaven, help me!" she screamed, her legs jerking apart.

Cindy's ass danced on the floor as Jack slipped his fingers in a little deeper. He found her cherry, pressing the tips of his fingers against the piece of flesh until Cindy was shouting with agony. Her face was red, her cheeks flushed and sweat trickled down from her forehead. The pain was terrible! He was going to tear her cherry away with his fingers! It was awful, humiliating. And then there came another pain, another degradation. Jack slipped his thumb against her clit, crushing it under his jagged nail.

Cindy screamed. The young blonde snapped back her shoulders, her body bouncing off the wall and back into Jack's arms. She could hear another helpless girl screaming in sympathy as Jack continued to torture her.

"Nice, baby, real nice. I dig the way you move," Jack grunted.

Cindy kept on screaming, trying to close her thighs over the big man's hand. He kept pinching her clit, rubbing it against his thumbnail, making her scream and scream until her voice gave out. Finally Jack pulled out his hand, leaving the girl exhausted, defeated. She sagged backward, hitting her head lightly against the wall.

"Ohhhh…"

Cindy was breathing softly now, tears staining her flushed cheeks. Nothing in the world could have prepared her for this horror. She stared heavy-lidded at the big man in front of her, then dropped her eyes and stared at his fat, long cunt splitter. His cock was still erect, the thick blue veins throbbing against the outer skin. A few drops of pre-cum oozed from the piss-slit, hanging down in long gooey strings from his dickhead.

Slowly Jack put his hand back over her cunt, squeezing it, pressing his fingers into her soft, hot moist flesh. Cindy closed her eyes tightly, her jaw set firmly. She could feel her cuntal muscles convulsing under that pressure, could feel her pussy walls knotting up, rubbing against one another in a milking fashion as he teased her.

"You're ready, baby," Jack said.

He pulled his hand away, making a soft sucking sound. Throwing her on her back, he slid up onto his knees, shoving her thighs apart.

Cindy struck the floor hard when he threw her down. The force of that blow stunned her for the moment. She felt him crawling on top of her. Desperately Cindy clenched her thighs, feeling the unwanted electricity sparking in her slit. Strangely enough the terror receded for the moment. And yet she felt she had to show her fear.

"Bitch!"

Jack flung himself on her belly, prying her legs apart with his knees. Cindy's eyes were shut. Tears oozed from under her closed lids. Her mouth was pulled into a tight scar. Her jaw tightened. She bit her lower lip until she could taste blood. She was going to lose her maidenhead here… not in the arms, as she had once thought, of a loving husband. But it would be with a rapist, a crazy man who was bent on raping her, on taking the last shred of dignity away from her.

"Oh God, God!"

"He ain't around to help you, baby. There's just me and you… and a couple a more cunts around here to keep us happy."

Cindy concentrated on the strange things going on in her body. Her tits were swollen, her nipples hard. Jack was pinching her, rolling the nubs between his thumbs and forefingers while sucking on the flesh of her neck. She could feel his dick sliding up and down over her pussy crack, the full length of it throbbing against her clit while his balls dragged over her perineum. His balls were filled with cum. Of that she was fully certain. He was going to stick that thing in her, spilt her wide open, hurt her with his prick. And for some reason the thought of him doing that to her sent delightful chills rushing up and down her spine.