The Intruder

Chapter 4

Jessie was dazed and limp when he woke again some hours later. She didn't even raise her head when he got out of bed, yawning and moved past her towards the bathroom. She yelped and woke quickly when he smacked his hand down on her behind as he passed.

He came back out and undid her legs, then used a knife to cut the panty hose off her wrists. She fell to the floor and bed, moaning weakly, her stiff legs unable to hold her weight. Her hands ached fiercely with returning circulation.

Jones grabbed her by the hair and hauled her off the bed, throwing her on the floor near the door.

"Get your lazy cunt downstairs and make me breakfast, bitch, otherwise I'll use the belt on you again. I want, let's see, I want pancakes with lots of butter and syrup. Now get moving." He kicked her in the side to enforce the order and she cried out, grabbing her side with her wounded hands.

She half crawled out the door and downstairs to the kitchen, then sat on a chair for a few minutes trying to gain come control of her brain. She got up then and started making pancakes, afraid of what he might do if he came down and found her sitting around with no pancakes.

Not sure how many he wanted, she made a lot, taking bites out of a couple as she made them for fear he wouldn't give her anything to eat. He came downstairs finally, naked, which disappointed her since it made it obvious he had no intention of leaving soon.

He munched on the pancakes without complaint, his eyes moving from them to the window to her. "Kneel on the floor there, cunt," he said after a minute, gesturing to the floor next to his chair. She did as he ordered, sitting back on her heels as she watched, ready to dodge a blow.

Instead he cut off a piece of pancake and put it under her nose. She wasn't sure what to do though since it was obvious he wanted her to eat it she did. She snickered and cut a number of other pieces and ate them, then he cut another and she ate that. He was, she realized, feeding her like a dog.

That would have made her mad before yesterday, but now she didn't care. So long as it didn't hurt he could do what he wanted as far as she was concerned. It wasn't like she had much pride or dignity left to protect around him.

He finished eating and she washed the dishes, but he didn't leave the table. He went to the fridge and looked inside, then opened the freezer and looked in there. He pulled out the ice cube box and the trays and sat back down at the table.

"Come here, slut," he ordered. She walked over and he grabbed her wrist, pulling her across his knees with her ass in the air. He fondled her ass cheeks for a few seconds then smacked his hand down hard, making her cry out. He snickered, then poked his finger into her cunt and pumped it in and out a couple of times.

"Real hot in there," he said. "Maybe I should do somethin' to cool it off."

He plucked one of the rounded ice cubes out of the box and pushed it against her cunt lips. She jerked in surprise, then clenched her teeth as he held it right against her clitty, the cold becoming a burning sensation that made it difficult to hold still. He laughed and pushed the ice cube right into her cunt opening, shoving it deep inside her hot body.

She gasped and panted but gave no other display of what she felt. He picked up a second cube and slid that into her cunt as well, then a third, then a fourth, then a fifty and sixth and seventh and eight. Each cube pressed against the one before it, jamming it higher inside her lower belly.

She began to shake with the terrible blistering cold she was feeling high inside her totally unprotected innards. Nothing cold was ever meant to go up there and so her cunt chute didn't know how to react to it. He pushed a dozen cubes into her cunt, so they ground slickly against each other inside her belly.

He slapped his hand down hard on her ass, laughing as she cried out again. Then he picked up another ice cube and pressed it against her little round anus. She whimpered as he forced the cube into her asshole. Her whole lower body was soon shaking uncontrollably as he forced a dozen more cubes up her ass.

He was like a kid with a new toy and she was the toy. He snickered and laughed as he pushed more cubes into her cunt and then more into her asshole, forcing both tubes to bulge out inside her belly. He soon had to jam the cubes in hard to get them inside, for there was little room left inside her, even though the things were melting and a little stream of water was dribbling out her cunt slit.

He forced even more cubes up her asshole, so the round opening gaped wide, parts of several cubes visible in the space. Her cunt was also gaping open with more cubes seen between her split lips.

"Doesn't that feel goooood?" he sneered, rubbing his hand up and down over her pussy and asshole.

Jessie didn't answer him. Her belly felt like it was ready to split open from the pressure pressing against the walls of her pussy and anal tube. In addition, her belly quivered and trembled with the numbing cold as the dozens of hard cubes ground and clinked together in her abdomen.

He shoved her off him and onto the floor.

"Make sure none of them cubes come out, whore, or you're in deep shit."

He got up and fished around in the drawers, finally coming out with some thick electrical tape. He returned to her, bringing her wrists together behind her back and taping them together. He took off a big strip of tape then and put it down the middle of her ass crack and down between her legs, pressing it hard against her pussy mound.

He'd done it to keep the ice cubes inside her, but suddenly had an idea. His eyes narrowed and his smile broadened as he stared at the girl kneeling on all fours in front of him. He pressed the tape hard against her pussy, then gripped the end and ripped it up hard.

She screamed, her knees coming apart and dropping her on her belly as he tore the tape up off her. Cubes spit out her cunt and asshole as she howled in agony and writhed on the floor. Jones laughed and looked at the tape. A thick mass of cunt hair was attached to the bottom.

He forced her to kneel again, then tore off an even longer strip of the two inch wide tape. He pressed it against her belly button, then ran it down her abdomen and up between her legs again, rubbing his hand up an down the tape, pressing it tightly against her flesh.

She trembled and whimpered and began to sob in anxious anticipation. He snickered, then gripped the edge of the tape near her belly button and ripped it upwards as hard as he could. It tore back down her abdomen and up over her pussy lips, ripping out masses of pussy hair with it as she shrieked in agony and flopped on the floor again.

He clutched his sides and howled in laughter as he looked at her fiery red, nearly bare pussy. He kicked her onto her back and spread her legs, examining her crotch with interest. She'd only had a narrow band of pussy hair on account of the high cut bathing suits that were fashionable, now this band was nothing but a thin, almost invisible shadow.

He ignored her babbling pleas and tore off another strip of tape, fastening it over her cunt and abdomen once more. He held it by the free end as she moaned anxiously. He waited, knowing the waiting was torture on her, then tore it back suddenly. Again she screamed, though not as badly for there were far less cunt hairs left to be ripped free.

He stopped her writhing and examined her cunt again. It was nearly as bare and smooth as a baby's butt, hardly a hair to be felt and none to be seen. Her ass and cunt had spit ice cubes across the floor though so he replaced them and then put yet another strip of tape down between her legs and up between her ass cheeks, this one just to hold the cubes inside her.

He sat back in the chair then and dragged her up between his spread legs, pulling her face down over his fat, hard prick. She took it into her mouth, shaking and trembling from pain and cold, but willing to do anything for him so long as it didn't hurt.

She bobbed her lips up and down on his cock, her tongue rubbing furiously against his cockhead as she tried to bring him off quickly. She was hindered by not being able to use her hands but he was in no hurry, sitting back with his legs spread and his hands resting on her head.

He sighed in relaxation, happy with his little toy as she ran her lips back and forth, up and down his cockshaft. He pulled his feet up off the floor, resting them on her back as she sucked his boner. He suddenly shoved her head down hard, punching his cockhead right into her throat.

She gurgled in pain as he snickered and sighed in pleasure, the feeling of her throat choking around his cockhead wonderfully sensuous. He forced her head down until her lips and nose were mashing against his belly and crotch, then let her pull back up again.

She gasped for breath as his cockhead popped out of her throat and back into her mouth, then sucked even harder on it, hoping he would come. But he jammed her head back down again, forcing the cockhead and several inches of shaft back up into her gullet.

He came then, pumping wads of sticky cum straight down her throat and into her belly. He sighed in pleasure, leaning back in the chair, his hands behind his head as he let her head rise again and his cockhead slipped out of her throat.

His hands slipped beneath her and he cupped and fondled her fat titties. Then he had another idea.

He pushed her away and went over to the sink and turned on the cold water. He let the tap run for a minute so the water was extra cold, then poured it into a big pot. He turned off the tap and put the pot on the floor, then dumped in the remains of the ice cubes. He stirred it a little with his finger, then drew it out and licked the cold digit.

Jessie watched him worriedly as he turned and grinned at her.

"C'mere slut," he ordered.

She crawled over to him and he gripped her by the hair and arm, bending her forward, pushing her chest down over the pot. Her fat melons pushed right into the icy cold water and she gasped in shock, trying to pull away. He snickered an laughed, pushing harder, immersing her boobies in the ice water for a long minute.

Finally he pulled her back out of the water. Her tits were now swollen and hard with the cold, her nipples erect, hard like little pebbles. He pinched them, then bent and took one into his mouth, sucking avidly.

He sucked the other nipple, then returned to the first one, his hands stroking the hard, taut fleshy mounds. He pulled back then and picked up the pot of ice water, dumping it over her head. He howled with laughter, then got up and went into the living room to see what was on TV. Nothing much was on except soaps and game shows so he came back to play with his toy.

"I have to take care of the horses," she announced.

"Horses?"

"Yes. They're in the stable. I should have gone and checked on them yesterday. They'll have used all their grain and hay now and will be starved."

"Well, by all means, let's go."

First he put on some clothes, then, refusing to let her do the same, he followed her outside to the stables. He cut the tape off her wrists, freeing them, then ignored her, examining the horses as she poured them grain and water and set out hay.

"Any of these stallions?" he wondered.

"No, they're all mares."

"Too bad. I would've loved to see you sucking off a horse." She didn't answer that as she petted Donna, one of the mares. He looked around the stable, prying into corners. She thought about jumping up on Donna and racing away but he had his gun stuck in his belt and would almost certainly shoot her before she even got out of the stable.

He picked up a metal device from the corner, a long tube that looked something like a bicycle pump and examined it.

"What's this?" he asked. She looked over and swallowed in surprise.

"I uh, I don't know. Just some piece of junk that's been broken for years."

He put it down again and wandered away, much to her relief. He opened a fridge and looked inside. It was stacked with pills and medicine for the horses. He lifted out a big half gallon container and looked inside it.

"What the hell is this?" he demanded, frowning down at the thick, white, creamy stuff.

"Just a uh, an ointment for the horses if they get a sore." He turned it around and then grinned broadly.

"How come it says horse semen on it then?"

"It used to uh, have uh, horse semen," she gulped as he carried it over to her. He was smiling as he approached but when he was a couple of feet away he swung his hand and cracked it across her face hard. She whirled around and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

"Lying little whore!" he yelled. "You're a filthy, stinking slut!"

He pulled the roll of electrical tape from his back pocket and quickly taped her wrists behind her back again. He pulled her up to her knees by the hair, ignoring her screams of pain, then opened the big round plastic container and bent her head back.

"Okay whore, here's some horse juice for you. Drink it."

"Nooooo!" she screamed.

"Drink it, cunt!" He pulled her hair even harder, but she clenched her teeth tight, refusing to drink the horse semen. He pulled harder on her hair, forcing her head way, way back, thrusting her two round tit balls out against her taut skin. He glared angrily at her, thinking of pouring the whole thing down on her head.

Instead he set it down away from her. He scrabbled around beside her, still holding her head back by the hair as he pulled his belt from the loops.

"Fucking cunt face bitch," he snarled. "I'm gonna show you your place!"

He doubled up the belt then slashed it down against her right tit. She howled in terrible agony as the heavy leather cut into her tender mammary. He raised it and whipped it down again, this time on her other tit. Again she screamed, the sound so loud and horrible the horses shuffled uneasily in their paddocks.

He slashed it down on her right tit again, then her left, then her right, then her left, swinging it as hard and fast as he could. The belt was a constant whirring blur as it cut into her sensitive tit meat, turning it quickly red. He finally halted, panting from exertion.

He pulled her head forward, feeling a wonderful power as he watched her tear streaked face sobbing in misery. He lifted the container and held the edge to her lips, tilting it so the cum was against her mouth.

"Drink, slut girl."

She pretended to drink, revolted by the stuff even touching her lips. He wasn't fooled, cursing and slapping her face. He set down the container again and stood up. He gripped her left ankle and pulled her leg high, then stepped on her left leg.

He held her legs wide as he slashed the belt down directly against her cunt. Jessie shrieked like a madwoman as the belt slammed down right on her cunt mound. She howled and screamed in agony as he whipped it down again and again and again.

Then he let her leg go and dropped to his knees. He lifted the container in one hand and gripped her hair in the other, forcing the sobbing girl onto her knees and then pulling her head back.

"Open your mouth, whore!" She opened her mouth.

"Wider. Wider!" She opened her mouth wide and he tilted the container of horse semen, letting a thick stream pour down into her open mouth. It filled her mouth completely and he halted.

"Swallow it, cunt meat or I'll tear the skin off your back!"

She sobbed and swallowed, coming very close to throwing up as the horrible tasting stuff poured down her throat. He tilted the container and poured more into her mouth, filling it again. Again she swallowed and again and again and again. He snickered and laughed, then moved the container around, pouring the horse semen down on her face and onto her taut, red breasts, down her smooth, soft belly and into her bare pussy mound.

He shoved her away and she fell onto her face. He poured more cum down on her head and shoulders and back and ass. Then, with almost half the container gone, he put it down and picked up the belt. He leaned over and gripped the tape still tightly fixed to her cunt and ripped it off. Water gurgled out of her cunt chute, for all the ice had long since melted in her warm belly.

His eyes were wild as he raised his hand high and slashed the belt down on her ass. She screamed in pain, the sound music to his ears. Water gushed out of her asshole as she lost control of herself. He whipped it down again and more water spat out of her ass.

He slashed it down again, this time on her back, then on her ass again, then her thigh, then onto her stomach as she rolled drunkenly, trying to evade his cruel, savage strokes. But he kept swinging the belt, raising angry red welts on her soft white skin as he slashed and slashed and slashed again.

Finally he tossed the belt away and dropped his pants. His cock was bulging red and rock hard as he dropped to his knees between her legs, ripping her thighs open. She was on her belly, sobbing in horror and misery. He fitted his cock against her cunt opening and thrust hard and deep, burying its entire length inside her fuck pipe.

Her cunt was soaking wet from the water, but had already warmed up. Now it sucked on his prick as he pounded it furiously down into her hole. His hands slapped her ass and then gripped her hips to jerk her back against him as he skewered the weeping, shivering blonde.

He fucked as hard as he could, not in ignorance, but wanting to hurt her, needing to hurt her. He felt the cum bubbling in his balls and tore his cock free, then slammed it down her asshole. She sobbed louder by did nothing else as he viciously drove his cock down her anal chute with violent strokes.

Then he came, yelling in pleasure and triumph as he poured his juice down the college girl's asshole and let her insides suck it down.

"Now do you understand, SLUT? You're a filthy, worthless little cunt! You're nothing but a fuck hole, three fuck holes and I'll use whichever one I want and whatever else you got that I want."

The trembling, shaking girl understood, only too well.

It didn't take him long to find the number in their little brown book. He called up the supply house and used their credit card to order up twenty gallons of horse sperm. He was surprised at how expensive it was, but then, it wasn't his money, was it. He told the man they were going to start a big breeding program and that seemed to satisfy him.

Jessie was upstairs having a bath. He snickered in glee at the thought of the bath she was gonna take when he got the rest of that semen. In the meantime…

He lifted the pipe the girl had called a piece of old junk. He knew very well what it was. It was a cattle prod and he'd ordered some fresh batteries for it from the farm supply house. He could hardly wait till the little cunt felt it up her snatch.

He thought about inviting some of his friends over, but he didn't want to share the pretty blonde with anyone just yet. Besides, his friends wouldn't be able to pay for her. The only ones who were gonna borrow his pet pussy were people with money.

After that last whipping he'd given her he figured she'd do damned near anything he told her to, no matter how disgusting. There wasn't going to be any college for this pussy. He was gonna put her out on the street and make some money off her tight cunt and pretty face.

First, he'd have to fuck up her head more, like those brainwashed guys in Vietnam or Korea. He'd have the little bitch willing to do anything on his say so, make it so she wouldn't even think about trying to leave or disobey, then he'd really be in the money. He'd heard where some of these cunts could pull in a quarter of a million a year.

Of course they all used it up on drugs, or their pimps did. He would get it all though and get himself a nice penthouse somewhere in New York. He heard a sound out front and ran to the window. A blue car was pulling in the drive.

He ran upstairs fast and burst into the girl's room, then into the bathroom. She looked up in surprise and fear. He grabbed her and jerked her out of the water, deluging the whole floor as he pulled her stumbling into her room.

He took the tape out of his pocket and taped her wrists behind her quickly, then pulled her ankles together and forced them back against her ass, winding the tape around them again and again, then back around her wrists, hog tying her. He heard the door bell and so did she, gasping in surprise.

He quickly pulled the tape up and jerked her head back hard, running the tape over her mouth and around her head several times, then back around her wrists. He didn't even bother to tear the tape off, leaving the roll attached as he ran to the stairs.

"Jessie?" a voice called. It was a female voice. He edged closer to the stairs as he looked over. There was a girl coming into the living room, looking around in surprise at the pile of electronic goods near the stairs.

"Where are you? Are you here, Jessie?" she called. She looked up the stairs and Jones ducked out of sight. She was an older woman, older than Jessie anyway, maybe by ten years. She had thick, shoulder length brown hair and wore a suit without a tie.

She came up the stairs and Jones ducked back into Jessie's room, standing up behind the door. The woman came straight there, like she knew the layout of the house. She stared in shock at the bound, hog tied form of the naked girl. "Jessie"! she cried, rushing forward. Jones grabbed her from behind, his arm going around her throat to stifle a scream. He gripped her right arm and forced it up behind her back, tightening his arm around her throat as he forced her down to her knees.

She struggled wildly, especially when she ran out of air. But eventually her struggles weakened, then halted. She didn't move as her eyes closed and she went limp. He held her for a few seconds to make sure she wasn't fooling, then let her go.

She fell on her face on the floor and lay still. He stepped over her and ripped the tape away from Jessie's mouth.

"Who's the cunt?" he demanded.

"M… my… my sister, Caitlin," she sobbed.

"What the fuck is she doing here?"

"She's a lawyer. She… she got me a job clerking for a friend of hers. They must have called and told her I didn't show up."

"Shit!"

"Is she… is… is she… dead?" she squeaked. "No, she ain't dead. Not that that matters to you, you stupid whore. I'll kill her if I want to and you too. Understand?"

She nodded her head in fear, her eyes wide. "We're just gonna have to do something about this, now ain't we?" he said, his lips turning into a nasty smile.