Robert Desmond - House of Evil

For the last three days now, he had spent most of his time trying to picture her without any clothes on or wondering if her husband had screwed her lately and if she had liked it or not. Then, after the Blackwells let him go to his room for the night, he had talked to his dog, Buck, about Nadalee. The big German Shepherd seemed to understand all about Nadalee and why she should be taught a lesson… As soon as the dog went to sleep on the floor, Braun had been taking showers, to be clean for the young maid, and then, returning to sit on the bed and play with himself while pretending the girl was in the room with him… at his side instead of Newton's… because she was no longer too proud to come to a "freak" for the fun she wanted, he had stroked himself to climaxes that merely frustrated him even more.

But not this afternoon, he gloated, swallowing his astonishment as he gazed down at the completely naked young beauty under him, gasping at the sight of his huge prick planted excitingly between her lovely rounded thighs. Shit no, this was the real thing – not just another one of those damned daydreams! It was a lot better than just sitting alone, talking to Buck – that was for sure! And now that he saw her really undressed, even he could understand why merely being around her had always stirred up such a wild frenzy of lust in his veins. Her creamy white body was perfect, a graceful balance of flaring swells and curves which was voluptuous and yet almost dainty in its sculpturesque precision.

"Now I'm gonna get you back for teasin' me," he panted, his eyebrows jerking up as he gave a short wicked chuckle of delight in the thought.

Suddenly, she felt a throb deep inside her quivering belly as the blood-gorged thickness of his cock flexed where it lay soaking in her already stretched vagina. She groaned at the sudden spasm of pain, her face contorting with misery, but still not daring to provoke him more by struggling against his fiendish assault on her vulnerable naked body.

"Told ya I'd get back," he sneered, gazing down in lewd satisfaction at the expression of suffering on her face, flexing again and flicking up another impossible fraction of an inch inside her aching pussy.

"Aaaaaaaaaggggghhh, nooooooooooooooo," she groaned, her entire body twisting involuntarily as waves of searing agony filled every particle of her, torturing her nerves until she was certain she would either explode or burst into flames at any second. She could feel the cords of muscle in her neck standing out from the effort of trying to bear the punishing pain.

"I told ya I'd fuck ya, didn't I?" Braun slobbered, his tiny eyes glittering sadistically as he dug his fingers into the yielding white flesh of her shoulders and throbbed even deeper. Despite her anguish, her mind was still able to fathom that he was becoming increasingly bolder and more arrogant and she realized that his dim brain would eventually come to the conclusion that any defiance of him deserved worse punishment… if it was somehow possible to be handed a worse punishment than what she was suffering at that exact moment. She knew that most of her strength and courage had been drained away by the shock and agony she had already undergone. It was useless, she knew, to fight such a losing battle any longer – especially since her resistance served only to aggravate her tormentor more and the thought of additional torture was unbearable. Even so, the thought of total surrender to this animal sent cold chills through her along with the excruciating pain.

"Didn't I?" he demanded again.

"Yessss, oh yesssss… You told me you would," she hissed obediently, tears gushing from her eyes as she spat out the obscene admission. The bitter realization that she actually had begged for this a few moments ago bored into her consciousness like an evil omen of what her future would be. And now, now she had lost even the will to protest against what was happening to her. She had allowed herself to lose control and had fallen to this… the very lowest thing she could imagine… and she was no better now than the common whores she had seen walking the streets at night back in Oklahoma.

Braun grinned at his tamed young trophy, sensing the surrender of her last bit of stubborn resistance as he felt her tense body relax a little. Suddenly he drew back from her almost to his knees and delivered a vicious crushing thrust that sent the giant heavily-veined cock tearing up into her belly like a runaway freight train. She jerked convulsively as its bulging angry head collided brutally against her cervix, buffeting her head far back against the headboard of the bed so harshly that her head was filled with winking stars for a moment. It was like an uncontrolled monster crawling around inside her and felt as though it was going to come out in her throat and then her mouth!

The sex-deranged imbecile leered down at her from above with an insolent salacious grin on his face, his lips curled back lewdly in obvious satisfaction as he listened to her moaning beneath him, incoherent whimpers coming from somewhere deep in her throat. Her arms were outstretched, the palms of her hands pressing flat against his hips in a vain attempt to ease the pressure of the thick hard cock-head pulsing against her womb like the blunt end of a live cannon anxious to fire off its load. His prick was imbedded even further in her now and he could feel the sensitive brown ring of her anus twitching from the prickling of his big balls hanging down between her buttocks, the crisp hairs on the swollen sacs tickling the nerves surrounding the O-shaped tightness of the opening. He bent down over her prostrate body and locked his teeth savagely on the erect tremulous nipple of her lovely upheaving right breast, his lips drifting around the aureole of the peaked pinkness as he teased and nipped the tip, causing a light feathery stir of pleasure in the white palpitating mound. Then, growing impatient with the teasing foreplay, he raised himself higher again and glanced down to see the tight lips of her cunt stretched almost to the bursting point, the light pink outer rims clasping tightly around the thick corded base of his penis. It was such a delicious sight that he could almost cum right now just from looking at it, without even moving again.

Now the bald servant began a still painful sawing motion, setting up a slow rhythm of movement that skewered his mammoth prick wetly into the depths of her pussy, stretching and bruising it with every merciless thrust he made. He withdrew it until the head reached the throbbing entrance between the flared cuntal flanges and then fucked madly back into her distended moist cunt, battering her pain-wracked body back hard against the mattress. Braun could sense Nadalee's body coming to life again under him and he heard low humming sounds of servile acceptance coming from her chest. He quickly slipped his hands from her shoulders and moved them down her sides to clutch the soft velvet globes of her buttocks, one in each band. They were flexing and then loosening, oozing around his fingers as he pressed harshly into them. He could feel her strain a little to open her thighs wider, the wet satiny hole of her warm cunt flowering open and shut around the girth of his shaft. The realization gradually came to him that she was really and truly his now to do with as he wished.

Nadalee also felt something strange happening inside her. The pain was going away, slowly, slowly giving way to a maddening, uncontrollable sensation of pleasure that began deep in her womb and seeped little by little through the altered nerve-ends of her tormented body. It rippled through her vagina and out from between the fleece-lined lips, dancing like fire across her milky soft thighs, up and down the full length of her widely-splayed legs, circling around inside her toes and making them curl tightly against the bottoms of her feet. Eventually it traveled up from her contracting belly and throughout her rib cage, surfacing at the tips of her stiffly quivering nipples and making them even more rigid than before. They were alive to the touch of the very air in the room and she arched her back a little to press them solidly against the laboring idiot's sweating hairless chest.