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Chapter 4

"Well, well, well," Bernardo said, pocketing the key and surveying her with interest. "So you're that no good drug-pushing reporter's wife.

You're not a bad-looking cunt, Mrs. Taggart, not bad at all!"

Nancy could hardly believe the sudden change in the young man's attitude. "How dare you speak to me like that?" she demanded, beginning to feel alarmed as the two young men started moving closer to her.

"I don't think we've been properly introduced, Mrs. Taggart," Bernardo said, extending his hand. "My name's Bernardo Mendosa. Me and my brother ought to be real well known to you and your husband. Me and Salvador are the leaders of the gang your husband likes to write so many articles about. We are the leaders of the Morros. The most famous street gang in all of Miami!"

Nancy fell backwards as though she'd been physically struck when she realized who he was. All at once everything fell into place, even the strange, worn-out building Maria had led her into. Of course, she knew about the Morros. Rick had written so many articles about the Morros that she felt she knew each dangerous member personally. It was interesting that Maria had come to their hideout. The marijuana had been planted by the Morros gang, just as Rick suspected, to get him off their backs.

"Now just what was it you wanted to talk to Maria about, Mrs. Taggart?"

"You know perfectly well what I wanted to talk to her about," Nancy sputtered. "She came to our house the morning before my husband was arrested and she planted those marijuana sacks, and you know it! Now let me out of here, you… you cheap hoodlum!"

Bernardo and Chico exchanged amused glances at the young blonde wife's outburst, but made no movement to open the door. "Say, man, she's real excited, isn't she?" Chico said. "Making up stories about some niсa named Maria. You know anybody named Maria, Bernardo? I don't."

"Me neither. Never heard of anybody with that name before. Say, Chico, I'll bet I know why she's so upset. Her hombre's been in the jail for three nights. The little lady probably ain't been gettin' any cock, you know? She must be just dying for a good fuck. Nobody shoved a big hot cock up in her pussy for four whole days. Chicas go crazy after a while if they don't get fucked good, might even start seeing things."

"Yeah, that's right. Maybe we oughta help her out, huh?"

To Nancy's horror, the muscular street-gang member reached down lewdly and began stroking the ample bulge of his cock and balls inside his tight trousers, grinning at her lasciviously. An icy shiver of terror coursed through her ripe young body as the two men began advancing slowly toward her, stalking her like wolves after their prey. Both of them, particularly Bernardo, were more than a little high. The reporter's wife's eyes opened wide in fear as she looked at the two Morros members, her glance darting from one to the other, as she backed toward the door.

"Don't you touch me," she whispered. "You're in enough trouble already.

I'll go to the police."

Her continued defiance only served to excite in Bernardo an even keener lust. From his earliest childhood he had been surrounded by an atmosphere permeated with the subtle sexual subjugation of women.

Shielded from most knowledge of his father's activities with the gang when he was a child, he had nonetheless been fascinated by the Cuban men's ability to control women. It seemed one of the most exciting aspects of masculinity, real masculinity, to be able to get anything you wanted from chicks. Maria and his cousin Rosita had been his favorite opportunities to try out his own powers so far, but already he was learning, learning that you didn't have to take any back-talk from chicas. Now he had in his power the delectable young wife of an enemy of the Morros and he was going to teach her and her husband a lesson about messing around with the street gang, especially the Morros, a lesson he was going to enjoy and they would never forget!

"You aren't goin' nowhere until we're finished with you, chica," he slurred, grabbing Nancy's slender wrist harshly and pulling her toward him. Christ, she had big tits, bigger than any he'd ever seen before!

Already he could feel his cock throbbing heatedly against his thigh at just the thought of enjoying the luscious body of the girl who had suddenly fallen into his possession. Drunken images of all the things he'd like to do with her poured into his mind. This was a real prize!

Not just one of the gang's women who'd practically spread their legs on demand, but an outsider, a chick who didn't know yet who was boss.

Well, he was gonna show her, all right!

Suddenly Nancy began struggling like a wildcat, twisting and kicking with all her might, and screaming for help. Surprised at her sudden violence, Bernardo relaxed his grip, but her freedom only lasted for an instant. Chico intercepted her and delivered a brutal slap to the side of her face that sent her reeling backward against the wall.

"Try that again, bitch, and next time I won't bother to open my hand.

You'll get a fistful of what you just got, and you won't look so pretty afterwards, right Bernardo?"

"Yeah," Salvador Mendosa's degenerate younger brother replied, having watched the sudden attack on the young reporter's wife with mounting arousal. Chico knew how to handle women, all right, for Nancy was cowering against the opposite wall, whimpering with the pain of the harsh slap and obviously much more subdued.

"What'll we do with her now, Chico?" Bernardo asked, giving the older gang member a chance to have a say in the matter.

Chico grinned. "Let's see what kind of woman we got here."

Grabbing Nancy's arm, he pulled her roughly into the middle of the dingy room, then held her arms tight behind her back. "Go ahead, Bernardo" he urged. "Get her naked."

"No! No!" Nancy pleaded. "Leave me alone, please!" Why was this happening to her? Why?

But the two gang members were deaf to her pleas. Insolently, Bernardo began unbuttoning the front of her dress, ripping off the buttons that his fingers couldn't undo easily. Pushing the thin cotton material roughly aside, he began a lewd caress of her huge, softly billowing tits, still clad in her white silk slip and bra.

Abandoning the attempt to undress her in the ordinary way, he reached into his jacket, withdrew a switchblade, and proceeded to slice through the thin straps of her undergarments. Then he pushed her slip and bra downward around her waist so that the quivering white mounds of her titties were nakedly exposed to his lust-filled gaze.

Nancy squirmed helplessly in Chico's iron grip as the completely amoral gang member began a lewdly insulting caress of her heaving tits, squeezing and kneading them shamelessly while the two Morros continued their obscene jests about her.

"Shit, I'll bet Taggart's really anxious to get out of jail and get home to these tits," Bernardo joked, bouncing the huge mounds on his hands and tweaking her nipples teasingly until Nancy felt little knifelike stabs of sensation in the tender flesh, which now began to tighten and stand out from the surrounding aureoles.

"Maybe we could send him a letter to tell him we're taking care of his wife for him," Chico suggested, and they laughed drunkenly at their own humor.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Nancy moaned helplessly. "What do you want from me?"

"Oh baby, this is all for you," Bernardo insisted, his voice full of feigned kindness. "We just want to give you something nice to think about next time you or your hubby are tempted to make trouble for the Morros gang, that's all!"

Savoring the young wife's look of fear and utter humiliation, Bernardo Mendosa reached up under her skirt and began stroking the smooth nylonclad flesh of her thigh, pushing the material of her dress and slip upwards out of the way. Nancy felt his hand on the bare flesh at the top of her stockings, and inwardly she cursed herself for having been so foolhardy as to come into the neighborhood alone and try to find Maria on her own. She should have called the police when she saw the girl, not followed her right into the hangout of the gang who was responsible for her husband's arrest. Now she would be lucky, probably, if she got out of here alive!

Bernardo by now was lewdly worming his fingers under the tight elastic legband of her white nylon panties, oblivious to the restraints of her encumbering clothing, and Nancy cringed as she felt his fingers graze lightly over the soft cushion of her trembling pussy mound and then relentlessly insinuate themselves into the narrow split between them.

It was incomprehensible to the captive reporter's wife that Bernardo or anyone could be so corrupt.

Now Chico's hands reached around from behind her and seized the softly trembling flesh of her nakedly quivering tits, while his fellow Morro continued his lewd searching at the entrance to her tightly clenched cunthole. Nancy was sandwiched helplessly between the two unscrupulous hoodlums, her legs forced open by the obscene pressure of Bernardo's hands. She no longer tried to fight them, mindful of the terrifying switchblade that Bernardo had produced so readily from beneath his jacket, and also hoping that if she surrendered, her ordeal would be over sooner.

"Nice tight pussy," Bernardo hissed, pressing his extended middle finger forward, up into the tight recesses of her cunt. "Just the way I like 'em!"

Nancy tried to close her ears to the crudity of the two depraved street-gang members, forcing her mind to think of other things, of Rick, of home, of anything that would dull the sharp edge of terror and humiliation she felt. But suddenly Bernardo forced her back to reality by dropping to his knees in front of her and, reaching all the way up underneath her dress and slip, gripping the tight elastic waistband of her panties and drawing them down over her long slender legs!

Flinging them aside, he forced her legs even farther apart and, placing his hands on her naked hips, spread the blonde-fringed lips of her pussy wide apart with his thumbs, exposing the pinkly glistening flesh of her tender cunt to his lust-filled gaze. Inserting his middle finger in between her cringing cuntlips, the depraved Morros leader began a tantalizing massage of the tiny bud of her clit which, with her fleecelined pussylips spread so wide, stood out prominently from the surrounding flesh.

Involuntarily Nancy emitted a groan as a tremor of unwanted pleasure coursed through her nakedly exposed young body, now assaulted, it seemed, from every direction by the lewdly rampaging hands of her tormentors, for while Bernardo was exploring the hidden recesses of her cunt and clit, Chico was still pinching and squeezing her now achingly erect nipples, until the sensations from both areas synchronized, and the tormented young reporter's wife began to feel an unwanted heat that twisted and churned erotically throughout her body with rapidly growing intensity.

Oh no, she thought desperately. Not that, please. Not now, not like this! In the situation she was in now, it seemed the most shameful thing in the world to her that her body should suddenly begin to respond to these hoodlums' lewd manipulations. But it was true!

Bernardo noticed it, too, for a sudden gush of her hot pussy juices cascaded downward from her cunt over his obscenely probing fingers. The awareness that despite all her protests and the humiliation of her situation the young blonde was becoming hotly excited by his lewd fingerfucking set off skyrockets of lust in his brain. With a growl of pure lust, he suddenly lowered his head and still keeping his middle finger firmly screwed deep inside Nancy's tingling pussy, began sucking on the distended nubbin of her tiny-sensitive clit.

"Aaaaaaaarrrrrrgggggghhhh," Nancy moaned, as hot flashes of irresistible desire tore through her lewdly splayed loins with the force of a tornado.

Desperately she tried to wriggle away from the tantalizing sensation, but she was powerless against the overwhelming strength of the muscular Chico, whose arms still encircled her tightly. And another force, too, had to be contended with – the force of her own body's always ravenous desires which, now, in the clubhouse of the Morros gang, was clamoring for release.

As Bernardo Mendosa's tongue whirled and danced over her nakedly throbbing clit and his middle finger fucked ruthlessly deep inside her clenching pussyhole, Nancy was horrified to realize that her struggles were gradually subsiding, as though she had no will of her own. Every inch of her nearly naked body was alive with a desperate hunger she could neither suppress nor deny. All she could do was lean back helplessly against the massive bulk of Chico's body, while the obscenely aroused gang member continued his lewd oral caresses.

Bernardo could barely contain his own excitement as his lips and tongue continued to tease and lick at Nancy's pinkly swollen little clit, and his middle finger probed at her tender cunt flesh until he could feel the hard tip of her cervix deep inside her cum-slick pussy. He forced a second finger up inside the slippery hole, and then began opening and closing them in a lewd scissoring motion that made the ravaged young reporter's wife writhe in sensual delight. She was digging it, really digging being fingerfucked, Bernardo thought triumphantly. This was the way to handle a woman, for sure! Drive 'em crazy with fucking and slap 'em silly if they gave you any trouble!

His cock and balls were throbbing wildly with unreleased cum, and he began to become impatient for his own satisfaction. Standing up suddenly, the younger gang leader began undoing his belt and unzipping the front of his trousers. He was going to screw this bitch silly right here and now! Fuck her senseless with all his might, and when he was through with her, she'd know better than ever to let her husband mess around with the Morros gang.

Nancy was weeping hysterically now, in short guttural sobs that shook her whole naked body, both from fear and humiliation, and with the sudden cessation of the powerful desires that had roused her nakedly trembling young body to unbelievable heights of passion. Now the captive reporter's wife watched in horror and fascination as Bernardo's huge, lust-swollen cock burst forth from the confines of his tight Levi's and swayed blindly in the air like some menacing instrument of torture and release.

He was going to fuck her with it, she knew, compel her to take its huge throbbing thickness into her softly pulsing pussy depths right here in the presence of another Morros member who was holding her, and whose own rigidly straining shaft she could feel through her clothing along the crease of her asscheeks, throbbing in heated excitement at the possibility of seeing her fucked by one of his leaders.

Perhaps – Nancy's mind reeled at the thought – perhaps they would both screw her forcibly! There was nothing to stop them, after all. Helpless to defend herself in any way, Nancy saw Bernardo coming toward her, his hand gripping his heavily throbbing young prick, while his mouth curled upward in a smile that was at once cruel and oddly exciting.

To Nancy's eyes, he seemed to move like a figure from a dream, silently and in seemingly slow motion. To her own horror, she felt her heart beating faster in anticipation as he approached, even while every ounce of her consciousness resisted the horrible attack to which she knew she would momentarily have to submit. Her pussy contracted hotly of its own volition, as though it couldn't wait to have Bernardo's thickly pulsing cock fucking into its hungry depths.

Now the young gang leader was directly in front of her, so close that Rick's naked young wife could feel his warm breath on her naked skin as he rubbed the velvety tip of his hugely throbbing cock against the softness of her naked belly, causing her to moan helplessly with unwanted excitement. A slight shifting of Chico's position forced her to flex her knees a little, placing the entrance to her wetly glistening pussylips exactly against the massive cock-head of the young gang member.

"Oh, please, don't do this to me," she groaned, pleading as much with the capricious forces that governed her own bodily responses as with the lust-driven man whose heavily jerking prick was already beginning to screw upwards into her cum-drenched cunthole.

To her surprise, this time her pleas seemed to have some effect, for not only did Bernardo's cock disappear from its position between her lewdly splayed thighs, but Chico also stopped his tantalizing caress of her naked tits. Opening her eyes, Nancy saw that Bernardo was looking beyond her to one of the doors. Twisting her body around to follow their gaze, Nancy saw that another young Morros gang member, a little older than the other two, had entered the room and was looking at the lewdly occupied trio.

Salvador Mendosa, leader of the Morros gang, looked first at his younger brother and then at the young blonde with the sensuously naked body who was trying desperately to cover up her voluptuous form.

It wasn't just the lewdly undraped blonde that riveted Salvador's eyes to the wild scene, although the sight of her naked body pressed backward against Chico's massive bulk started an immediate lusty pounding in his cock, but the sight of his younger brother, his face twisted in a lascivious smile as his hands began to ease his thickly jerking prick up into the blondely furred pussy of his captive. It seemed to Bernardo's brother that Bernardo had really grown up. He had always known that of course; in some ways he had always considered his brother a man. Still, even with all of Bernardo's boasting, he had just never realized how much of a man he really was, until this very moment.

But there was something else, too, a look in Bernardo's eyes that was so familiar to his brother, a certain spirit of rebellion and defiance that shone confidently out of him. That was it, confidence. Salvador realized suddenly that it was the same kind of look he had glared out at the world when he had become leader of the Morros gang as his father had before him. For the first time, he realized the truth of what Bernardo had been telling him for months, that he was a man in all ways, just as Salvador and the rest of the gang were.

"Bernardo, Chico," he said after a moment. "You two clear out, I have some talking to do with this woman." When the younger Mendosa hesitated at his brother's command to leave, Salvador's reaction was sharp and sudden, like the leader he was, asserting his leadership to those in his command. "You heard me, Bernardo, I said get out, didn't I? And get your cock back in your pants!"

Startled, Bernardo did as he was told, but not before a dark look of resentment crossed his features.

"And Bernardo," his older brother called after him as he went toward the door, "No Morros does anything like this without consulting me first. Comprende?"

His face crimson, the self-willed younger Mendosa nodded shortly, then disappeared into the darkness of the dingy building, followed by Chico.