Driving to and from work, she had noticed the new sign on the old Diner.
“Support your local Hell’s Angels Club” it said. And no matter what time of the day – there was light on in every window and the parking lot was crowded with giant motorcycles.
She guessed that the neighbours wouldn’t be pleased by having all that engine noise around, but she had always been triggered by bad boys in leather. So whenever one of the bikers was outside, she grinned to herself as she drove by.
One of them is very handsome; she thought and looked at him through the side window of her car. He was dressed like the others; black leather jacket with the Hell’s Angel sign on the back, tight jeans, leather boots and wore his long hair in a pony tail. His face was nice in a dangerous way. For a second he caught her eye, measured her in one quick gaze and grinned. She smiled back and kept on driving. Knowing that her blond hair and fresh 17-year old beauty made him interested was fun!
That man became the main character of her hot fantasies. She couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to be with him! Oh! I bet he would be selfish and violent, she said to herself, and a shiver of lust ran through her body by the very thought of it. Imagining him thrusting deep and hard into her body made her moan and grasp the steering wheel harder. He must be in his forties, she reckoned. But she’d always been attracted to the experienced ones.
Sometimes, he would greet her when she drove by, making her heart jump. And sometimes, he was nowhere around for several days. She imagined him on a dangerous raid, perhaps abroad? What a life that would have been! Driving all over Europe on a bike, wind in her hair, total freedom. And here she was, stuck to a boring position at the local plant, no future ahead of any interest.
One Friday morning her car broke. She had to walk to the bus station – and of course she went by The Hell’s Angels house. She went by as slowly as she could without looking stupid, but no one was on the parking lot. Her heart hammered in her chest. She was insane to hope for him to come out! She increased her speed and was just about to turn around the corner, when she heard a door slamming and quick footsteps. She turned, but already knew whom it was.
He stopped a few steps from her.
- Well, looky here, if it isn’t the gal in the red car – all alone, walking my side of the road.
His voice was low; his eyes were measuring her frame. She felt like being a prey, gazed upon by a drooling beast, and suddenly she became very frightened. She turned away, but he grabbed her arm and held her back.
- Hm! I don’t think I said anything about you could leave, now did I?
She could not utter a word, her throat all dry and shrinked. He looked pleased by her fear of him, and pulled her close.
- I’m going to take you home, I need a new … pet.
And by those words he swept her off the ground and carried her back into the house.
Inside, 10-11 gang members relaxed in what used to be the diner. They all looked at her.
- Ah! Fun stuff! one of them shouted.
- Where did you pick this one up?” another laughed.
- Who? Did any of you see anything?” the man said in an ice cold voice.
Suddenly the room went quite.
- There is noone here with me, and if anyone asks, there has never been anyone beside us here. Understood?”
- Geez, Dark! You never share the fun!
They complained, but obviously, this man holding her by the neck with fingers like steel, was their leader. No one looked at her anymore. Suddenly she regained control of her throat and voice, and took a deep breath. But before she could scream, his hand clasped at her mouth.
- You need to relax, girl!
He lifted her over his shoulder and carried her downstairs, and into a room that looked more like dungeon room a horror movie than anything else. Walls painted black, flickering lights from old orange bulbs on a single iron lamp. In the centre of the room there was a table on which he put her down. She tried to struggle away, but effortless he pinned her down, strapping her to it with her feet down on the outside, widely spread.
He went outside and came back only minutes later with a small bottle.
- Drink this, girl! You know I will make you drink it, so why just don’t you take it voluntarily? He put the bottle-neck to her lips.
- It would benefit the both of us…. You see; nature has cursed med with the equipment of a monster… it will rip you open, tear your flesh and I will truly enjoy it. This fluid will make you relax and perhaps ease the pain.
He kept on small-talking while pressing his fingers at her jaw, breaking her mouth open and emptied the bitter tasting drug into her mouth. His words, spoken so easy, so gentle contained horror she could not quite understand. But she swallowed, of course she did.
A hot feeling of comfort flooded her body, making her feel heavy and somewhat sleepy. But her senses were not blurred in any way.
When he took out a knife and slid off her clothes, she felt the ice cold blade at her skin cutting her to blood.
- Shk, what a shame!
He muttered, bent down and licked the blood off her skin with pleasure, it seemed from the look on his face. He started kneading her breasts with one hand.
The other hand holding the knife, moved in between her legs. She tried to move, terrified by the though of him cutting her there, but he just put the knife down on her one tigh, and started to take his clothes off. He seemed at no hurry, not even a shiver in his voice when he spoke. But when he turned facing her, she could see his giant cock all aroused. She heard herself gasp when she laid eyes on his equipment. It looked more like the penis of a monster than of a man! Thick as her arm and at least 8 or 9 inches long, it throbbed in front of him, bent upwards slightly to the right as he walked down to her feet at the table.
- He is a monster, right? The man stroke his giant erection a few times, then put his fingers close on the shaft and gave it a few wanks.
- Oh! I’ll enjoy this! he said, eyes fixed at her pussy.
- Hmm… shaved… I prefer a real muff really
He grabbed the knife again, turned it in his hand and used the shaft to poke her pussy. The leather shaft plunged into her, seeking deeper and deeper inside her canal, testing her pussy size.
- Nice! Deeper that most I’v had!
His voice low, with a small tremble now, as he drove the shaft all the way inside her and stirred it around. She could feel the shaft thrusting inside her, and the hunger in this man’s eyes made her shiver.
Suddenly he pulled the knife out of her and down on the floor. Standing between her legs, he reached up and pinched her nipples. The pain made her wanna scream, but no sound released from her, just her mouth opened trying to. One hand steering his enormous dick in between her legs, the other kept kneading her breast.
- Sorry, I don’t have the time to make it good for you!
He laughed to his own joke, spat in his hand and lubed his cock with it.
The cock head rested at her hole, she could feel him starting to press hard, using his fingers to tear her pussy open.
- I’m not big enough, please… you wont fit! She heard herself scream
She could not believe that this cock would fit into her pussy, there was no way he could get it in. But he did not care, he was completely obsessed by his beastly lust now.
The stretching pain when he pushed his dickhead into her, felt like searing flames through her vagina.
He grunted, grabbed her by the hips and continued to push further in. His eyes fixed at his thick shaft going into her tiny hole. It looked so goddamned hot… her pale pussy lips all stretched to the limit, surrounding his darker manhood. He pulled out an inch or two, then pushed back in and groaned down his throat as he sank into her fuck-hole
He was splitting her in two, tearing her flesh as he shove his steel hard, giant cock to the full length into her.
- Fuck! You’re deep! I think you can take it all, bitch!
The stretching pain was almost more than she could take, clutching on her chest, making her heave for air.
He drilled his cock all the way in. She felt the dick head pounding at her inner walls, a sickening feeling to the stomach as he started to thrust faster.
- Oh Hell! Your so good, I’m buried totally…. He moaned, and despite her fear and anger, she felt her body reacting. The pain his cock gave her, was slowly giving way for a growing feeling of lust. A stir in her clit, a heat in her pussy – steadily growing as his cock slid in and out of her stretched pussy.
- Oh fuck! Here I cum! You’re gonna get it all, slut!
He froze, then humped her faster and harder, and released his cum while pinching the flesh on her hips violently.
He rested for a few seconds, then pulled out with a gush of his own seamen running out of her.
- You will be my favourite pet from now on, girl! I will call you Cat. And since your fuck-hole suits me, I will make sure you share the pleasure from time to time.
He laughed, squeezed the last drop of cum out of his dick and released the straps from the table. She jumped onto her feet and rushed against him.
- Raping me will NEVER give me pleasure, you beast! She screamed at him, hammered her fist into his chest. His cum dripped out of her, down her thighs, her pussy stinging with pain.
- Oh, but it will be no rape, Cat. He said laughing and grabbed her hands by the wrist.
- You will beg, trust me! Beg to get fucked by me!
He tossed her away, went outside and she could hear the sound of a key locking the door.
.. to be continued