“Lick her,” he said, forcing her face against my cunt.
I felt her tongue tentatively flick at my moist flesh. Nick thumped his knuckles on the back of her head and she jumped. He dug his fingers into sides of her neck and she yelped in fear.
“Do it right,” he demanded. “Get your tongue in that pussy and lick her. Suck her clit and make her moan.”
She lapped at my wet cunt, the tip of her tongue parting my labia and flicking at my clit. I slid my fingers into her hair and rocked my hips against her face. Maybe she was motivated by fear, maybe she just decided it wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be, but she started eating me out with an enthusiasm I hadn’t expected. My breathing quickened as she thrust her tongue into my vagina, swirling it around the opening.
Sucking on my forefinger first, I slipped my hand between my thighs and began circling my clit as I watched Nick knead her ass. He squeezed the fleshy globes together then spread them apart. His cock was long and hard, the tip drooling clear ooze onto his thigh.
My eyes locked on his as he grasped his cock and placed the head against the tiny pucker of Jennifer’s unprepared anus. I wrapped my fingers in her hair and held her face firmly against my dripping cunt as Nick shoved his cock into her tight little ass.
Her body jerked and she screamed against my pussy. Nick rammed his thick rod balls deep into the thirteen year old’s virgin ass, his fingers digging into her hips as she bucked wildly, trying to dislodge him. His palm cracked against her squirming cheek and she cried out again.
“It hurts. Ow, Ow, it hurts,” she wailed looking over her shoulder at him, tears spilling from her eyes.
Nick leaned forward and shoved her face back to my cunt. “If she doesn’t cum before I do this is the last time you’re going to have to worry about taking my cock,” he threatened. “I’ll slice open from your fucking cunt to your you ribs and show you your guts.”
Jen blubbered against my pussy, grunting into me as Nick slammed his cock into her bottom. She licked up and down my slit and tickled my clit with the tip of her tongue. I watched Nick through heavy lidded eyes and rocked my hips against her face.
“Use your fingers and suck my clit,” I instructed her. “Daddy is going to blow his load in your pretty little ass soon and I’m not going to fake it to save your worthless life, you fucking slut.”
She started thrusting her finger into my pussy, stroking the rippling walls as her lips closed around my rigid clit. She sucked and stroked it with the flat of her tongue. Nick was breathing hard and fast as he pounded his steely prick deep into Jen’s bowels. I felt my climax beginning to build in the pit of my stomach again as his violent thrusts drove her face against my pussy.
“Fuck, baby,” I moaned as I pulled her hair. “That’s it. That’s a good girl. Oh fuck. FUCK, yes!”
I clamped my thighs against her head and lifted my hips as my orgasm rocked through my body and flooded her mouth with my cum. She lapped at my juices mixed with her tears as I cooed to her and Nick slammed into her torn and bleeding ass.
Jennifer laid her head against my tummy, grunting as he thrust into her harder and faster. His breathing grew ragged and his head hung down, chin against his chest, his balls slapping wetly against her cunt. I stroked her hair and murmured nonsense to her.
Nick slapped her ass hard and she squealed. He slapped her again then groaned loudly as his cock swelled and pulsed inside her spraying his semen deep into her bowels. He collapsed onto her back, pressing her against the mattress between my thighs.
She cried quietly while he caught his breath. His cock softened and he pulled out of her and pushed up onto his knees. Sitting back on his heels, he pulled her up by her hair and shoved her face into his crotch. She shrieked and tried to push away from him.
“Suck it clean, you filthy bitch,” he snarled holding her face firmly against his lower belly. “Do it now or I’m going to beat you unconscious then fuck you to death.”
She lifted his flaccid penis and sucked it into her mouth, gagging as she tasted her own ass and blood on his flesh. Her head bounced up and down in his lap as she obediently sucked and licked his cum and her shit from his hardening cock. I sat up and watched Nick stroke her tangled hair.
When he was satisfied she’d cleaned him well enough, he left her curled up on the bed and collected the ropes that I’d used to bind her from the floor. He rolled her onto her belly and straddled her thighs as he tied her wrists together behind her back. He pulled her up to sit with her back against one post and wrapped the second rope around her throat, binding her to the bed.
“Do you have food in the house?” he asked me.
I nodded. Nick stood up and offered me his hand. I slid to the edge of the bed and he pulled me to my feet and into his arms. He kissed me lightly then slapped my ass playfully.
“Fix me something to eat,” he said pushing me toward the door. “I’m going to take a shower.
***
Jennifer’s tears had dried and she seemed to have resolved herself to do whatever she had to to survive. She watched warily as Nick wrapped one end of his belt around his fist as he walked back toward the bed where he’d tied her spread eagle to the posts.
“Please,” she pleaded quietly. “Don’t hurt me anymore.”
Nick smiled and she squeezed her eyes shut as he raised his arm. She shrieked in agony as he brought the belt down sharply against her small, round breasts. Without giving her a moment to recover he raised his arm again and landed the next blow on her flawless stomach.
She screamed again and again, writhing as the belt whistled through the air to strike her thighs, her belly, her breasts and even the tender flesh between her thighs. He didn’t stop until her screams ceased and she lay limp and still. I climbed onto the bed and knelt beside her inert body lightly tracing the beautiful welts and cuts his belt had left.
After untying her ankles, Nick knelt between Jen’s legs. With his hands on the backs of her thighs, he pushed her knees up to her chest. He rammed his hard cock in the the unconscious girls bruised, bleeding cunt and began to thrust viciously. I stroked her hair and watched her face as he fucked her. She made soft, little grunting sounds, but her eyes remained closed.
Nick paused in battering her abused pussy and slapped her face sharply. She groaned and slowly opened her eyes. He slapped her again and she cried out in pain. He began thrusting into her tight cunt again, his strokes slow and hard. Jen moaned and started rocking her hips to meet his thrusts.
“That’s it baby,” Nick murmured against her throat. “Fuck me back.”
She writhed under him, in pleasure this time, rolling her hips as she lifted them to take him deeper. Nick sank his teeth into the soft skin where her neck curved into her shoulder and the girl arched her back and screamed. His hands left her thighs to roam over the curve of her waist and the little slut wrapped her legs around his hips.
“It feels so good,” she moaned. “So good, Daddy.”
Nick’s hands closed around her throat and he pushed up to thrust deeply into her wetly sucking cunt. Jennifer’s eyes widened and locked on his as he cut off her breath. Her hands still bound, she twisted her body beneath his as her hips bucked wildly.
“That’s it, baby,” he groaned. “Cum for me.”
Her body arched against his, her arms straining to be freed. Nick pounded against her rigid body, grinding his pelvis against her clit. He released his hold on her throat and slipped his hand under the pillow to pull out the knife he had hidden there. Jennifer began to cry when he laid it against her ribs.
“Please don’t,” she pleaded. “Please, no more.”
He laughed softly as he drew the knife across her belly. She renewed her effort to buck him off her body and he pressed the point against her belly. She shrieked as the tip broke her skin.
“You’d better hold still,” I warned her. “If he stabs you it will be your fault.”
“Don’t kill me,” she begged. “Oh, God, please don’t kill me.”
I watched as he laid the blade flat against her stomach to push it under her skin. She sobbed as he slid a little more of the blade into her without doing any real damage. She was trembling so hard I could feel it in the mattress. He pulled the knife out and blood welled from the wound.
Nick pressed his hand against the cut. “I’m not going to kill you,” he told her as he held the knife out to me. “Haley is. I’m just going to fuck you while you die.”
I stared at the knife in my hand. The smooth, wooden handle was curved and there was a slight indentation where the pad of my thumb rested. It felt good in my hand. I knew how sharp the 4” blade was. Almost all of the scars that marked my body as Nick’s had been given to me with this knife.
Jennifer’s eyes were locked on the blade, too, as she waited for whatever torment came next. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and tears still streamed from her brown eyes, but I don’t think she believed she was really going to die. She had decided this was just another kind of torture.
“Haley,” Nick said softly bringing my eyes to his.
I knew how I wanted to do the filthy little whore. “I need her cunt,” I told him, rising onto my knees by her thighs.
Nick laughed and pulled out of her drenched pussy, rolling to the side. I unceremoniously shoved the knife into her sopping pussy thrusting so deep it was embedded in her belly. She screamed and thrashed against the sheets as Nick grabbed her legs and pulled them up to give me better access to her vagina and to keep her from kicking me.
I twisted the blade inside her and left her impaled on it, her petite body writhing, as I pushed the rest of my hand into her, feeling for her cervix with the tips of my fingers. With Nick holding her legs open, her knees at her shoulders, I found it easily. She wailed and squirmed as I tore open her womb, trying desperately to free her legs from his firm hold.
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