CHAPTER EIGHT

"You bastard!" Margo screamed at Fabian as he eased his cock at her mouth. "You can't do this, you bastard! You fucker!"

Fabian took hold of her blonde hair and pulled her mouth to his prick. With a moan of surrender, she slid her soft lips over that massive, throbbing cockhead. He pushed at her throat, and she gave a gurgling moan. She wanted to take his cock right into her throat, wanted to take the hot mouthfuls of cum that she knew were going to shoot out of that pisslit. But she had to beg for it and sire choked on that.

Chapter 1

Foreword

   Immoral men capitalizing on the innocence of others to attain their goals--a story as old as man.
   The Bible, history books, law books--all contain examples.
   And when the innocent victim is young, the story is so much the sadder ...
   The girl in this book--Suzy Ryan--is the victim of her weak, unscrupulous fiancé, and the evil people he causes her to become involved with. At nineteen, Suzy finds herself caught in a web of depravity and perversion she never dreamed existed. And after being forced to suffer one humiliation after another, she becomes little more than an obedient animal, catering to the whims of her captors.
   SUZY IN BONDAGE--the shocking story of an innocent girl learning the sordid truth about human nature. A story with a lesson for our uncaring society.

- The Publisher 1976

¿Qué había pasado? ¿Cómo he llegado hasta aquí? ¿Cuándo perdí las riendas de mi vida? ¿de mi sexualidad?

Todo era culpa suya, suya y de nadie más. Supo bien como manipularme, como hacerse dueño de mi vida, de mi cuerpo, de mi alma.

Si, definitivamente, odiaba aquella situación. Me sentía sucia, muy sucia. Y, sin embargo, allí estaba.

Desnuda y expuesta a sus miradas libidinosas. Bocas babeando y sexos erectos. Ansiosos por poseerme, ansiosos de poner sus sucias manos sobre mí. De dejarme cubierta por dentro y por fuera de su semen pegajoso.

Chapter Six

Carl surveyed the narrow gap between the trees as he sat, the engine of the van idling, on the shoulder of a secondary road. It was obvious that the trail wasn't often used, but it was also plain that other vehicles had been over the ground in recent months, if not weeks. Furthermore, he had seen no sign of life along the road for at least fifteen miles, had passed no cars nor been passed by any. Whistling, he put the van in gear and turned the wheel.

Chapter Five