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CHAPTER NINE

"Let's give her a little taste of what's in store for her. And since the loudmouth enjoys eating her pussy so much, let him keep going," snarled Ellen.

"Oh, no, you don't," said Sid, "I'll try her out for a while. Her mouth did great things for me. I want to return the favor."

Melinda didn't think it was going to be any favor. Not from the way Ellen was storming and raging. The woman was furious. Not only hadn't Sid gotten her off, but she had failed to get a rise out of Ron. The way her brother looked, Melinda could imagine why.

He was haggard. Not quite at the point of having dark circles under his eyes, there was no disguising the fact that he was bone tired. He had been run up and down the emotional ladder too many times.

She thought the worst was probably when Ellen had sucked him hard, then not carried through. Leaving him hanging from the rings, a hard-on hurting like hell, couldn't be good for him.

The girl had no more time to think about what was in store for her brother. She was worrying about herself. Ellen dragged her over the rough floor to the parallel bars again. The woman gripped her arm and seized her protruding tit.

Using these convenient handholds, she lifted the girl, upside down, so that her legs dangled over the highest bar.

"Hang there, bat style," the woman ordered.

Swinging slightly, Melinda had a moment's giddiness. She could see the floor only inches away. And her hair swept over it. With her hands tied behind her back, she was in danger of falling head first to the floor. She could get a nasty bang on the head if she fell.

"I like this," said Sid. "Open up, Goldilocks. Papa wants in!"

She couldn't move her legs. She was frightened of falling.

He moved them for her, then used the adhesive tape to hold her legs painfully open. She felt as if the pain would rip right through her body. The strain, on her snatch especially, was excruciating.

Her knees were fastened at least three feet apart. She wanted to cry but hold it in.

"I like the looks of this. Damn, if I don't!" Melinda could see his leering face above her. He could see straight down into her wide-spread pussy. "I like the view. I like it a lot."

Then his mouth was clamped firmly over her cunt. She tried to avoid his groping mouth. She couldn't move. As his tongue began dragging along her sex slit, she shivered more with fear and loathing than with sexual excitement.

"I don't think your little filly likes the way your mouth works, Sid," the woman said.

"Nonsense. Of course she does. Tell me all about it, Goldilocks."

His mouth returned to her twat.

She moaned. The feelings ripping through her tender body were horrible. The pain she felt by having her legs pulled so wide was ruining any chance she might have at enjoying him eating her out. The very touch of his mouth on her taut skin was agony.

The girl couldn't remember ever feeling more helpless in all her life. She was hanging upside down with her legs and hands tied so she could hardly move. The man was able to leer at her and stare directly down into her lewdly gaping pussy.

She started to cry.

"Hey, Goldilocks, don't do that. You might end up drowning!" He laughed harshly, then went back to licking her gash.

She sobbed violently, then tried to control herself. He was close to being right. Hanging upside down caused all the blood to rush to her head. She could see her tits drooping toward her chin at an unnatural angle. Worst of all, her tears were puddling on her eyebrows.

The tickling sensation from that was worse than the pain.

She tried to concentrate only on the goodness of his mouth. She repeated over and over to herself, "I'm loving the feel of his tongue in me. I love it. I really do!"

But she was lying.

The lightest touch of his tongue was hurting her. The way her hip joints felt pulled and stretched to the breaking point simply wouldn't give her any pleasure at all.

True, his tongue stroking up and down over her pea-sized clit sent little tremors of delight quaking into her body. Every time his tongue slipped in and out of her cunt, she felt a tiny surge of pleasure. But the small doses of enjoyment she got were far outweighed by the horror of her situation.

"Please stop! I can't t-take any more of itttt!"

"Oh, no? You can't, huh? You want down, little girl? Is that it? What'll you give me if I let you down?"

"Anything you ask! I… I'll even suck on your cock again!" She was desperate. She didn't think she could stand the pain hammering in her head much longer.

"Okay. I like that offer."

She screamed when he ripped the adhesive tape off her flesh. She wished she could get used to the prickly feelings afterwards, too. The girl had the awful feeling she was going to be experiencing a lot more of them.

As she stood, her legs suddenly went rubbery on her. All the blood rushed from her brain, making her woozy.

A strong arm circled her waist and supported her. Sid pressed his body close. "I like this. A cute little chickie like you cuddling up real close to me and all."

She couldn't even pull, away in revulsion. She was grateful to him for the support – in spite of the fact that he was the one who'd gotten her into this condition in the first place.

"Rope about ready, Ellen?" he asked.

Melinda had to struggle to focus her eyes. She saw the giant rope at the corner of the gym used for climbing. The other coach was lowering it for some reason.

As sudden as a summer storm, the girl realized the rope was for her.

"I… you're not gonna hang me!" she cried. "No way, baby doll. I wouldn't waste a good little cunt like you. All I'm fixin' to do is string you up so you can suck my cock a little better."

"Please, I'll do it! I'll suck you hard. I'll swallow all your cum. I – just don't do this to me!"

"I like it when you whine like that." And he did. It made him feel powerful. The girl's obvious horror fed the flames of his lust. The way she was so totally dependent on him secretly thrilled him. It made his cock just a bit stiffer thinking how she was all trussed up and unable to escape his clutches.

She tried to fight him off. This gave him a chance to muscle her into position.

"Up you go!" he said.

She felt her feet being tied together with the end of the thick rope, then she was hanging free in the air. She was suspended by her legs. Her head was only inches off the ground. Slowly, Ellen pulled the rope up until the girl's mouth was at waist level – Sid's waist level.

"Think you can suck me off like this?" he asked.

"I… no. It doesn't, work!"

"I think she's right. Lower her back to about cock-high." Sid quickly slid under the suspended girl until his cock was jutting up toward her mouth. As she swung back and forth, she could just barely touch his cock with her outstretched tongue.

"This is more like it. You got a nice tongue, girl. Really nice."

He gave her a shove that sent her in a broad arc. As she came by his prone form, he gave her a stinging swat on her ass.

"Now suck every time you come by or you'll keep getting that bouncy ass of yours paddled!"

She tried. She tried hard. Staining her neck, she was able to barely touch his cock. Soon, when the wild swinging motion had died down, she was able to suck in just the head of his prick.

"That's the spirit. Love the feel of that wet mouth of yours clinging on my cock. Makes me feel all weak and quivery inside. A good idea I had, lying down like this. Couldn't much stand with this hot one sucking on me."

She did her damnedest to remain still. Every time she got to swinging wildly, it hurt her ankles and legs. Her already strained hip joints were aching even more. But she had his cock to steady her.

As long as she kept it in her mouth, she was able to hang directly over his crotch.

His prick was starting to shiver. She felt it bucking and jerking under her tongue. She wondered what was getting him hot. Was it her totally hopeless position, dangling head down and ass up over him, or was it the good head she was giving?

It didn't seem to matter to the man. Both would give him equal thrills.

His hands worked through her hair. She didn't mind that too much. With her long, blonde, hair hanging loose as it was, it was getting in her eyes. She wasn't able to see her target. Depending on her tongue was about the only way she could make certain of keeping the cock where she wanted it – firmly between her lips.

Once, she used a bit too much grip on him. She clamped down a little with her teeth to keep from swinging away. Rewarded with a hard, stinging swat to her rear, she waited for the motion to stop. Then she went back to sucking as hard as she could.

"Ummm, I like that mouth, girl. You're a first class cocksucker. That's the only way I like 'em."

"Hell, Sid, you'll take 'em anyway you can get 'em. What say I shove her around a little?"

"Keep your fuckin' hands off her. I like this!"

"I'll just bet you do. That poor little girl hanging over you like that, all tied up and not able to do anything you don't want her to do. What's not to like about it."

"Jealous bitch. Now shut up and let her get me off."

The teenager used her tongue to stroke the underside of the man's prick again. She tried to reach his balls but failed. If she could get his rocks off fast enough he might not leave her upside down.

Her head was throbbing. The blood was pounding hard in her temples. Her eyes felt like they would pop out from the pressure building up behind them.

But she sucked.

This was the fastest way to get cut down.

He began lifting his hips off the floor and driving his cock directly into her mouth. She pursed her lips just right. She was able to take first an inch, then two inches of his prick. When he was gyrating on the floor, he was able to ram his prick entirely into her sucking mouth.

She used the opportunity to give him the best head possible.

Her tongue slithered around his prick, caressing it like a long, lost lover. Then she sucked a bit harder. She wanted to gently gnaw on the rubbery tip, but she was afraid he would misinterpret what she was doing.

She decided it was best to stick with her lips and tongue – and keep sucking like hell.

"That's the way, Goldilocks. Pull my guts out through the end of my Goddamn prick!"

He was face fucking her faster now. When he reached just the right tempo, the rhythm her brother had gotten off on when he was fucking her, she did all she could.

Mouth sucking until her cheeks went hollow, she pressed her tongue down hard on the end of his prick. She tried to keep it out with all the force her tongue could deliver. Then, when he started retreating, she sucked even harder, tongue enticing the cock to stay put.

She was rewarded by a torrent of sticky white cum. He had blasted his balls off into her mouth.

Sucking in as much as she could, she found herself unable to swallow. Hanging upside down simply didn't make it. But she'd done what he wanted. Now he would leave her alone. And perhaps the pain would go away. Most of all, she would be let down from this damned uncomfortable position.

"I told you she was a Grade A cocksucker. She did a good job."

"And I said you'd get off on any woman sucking on that pecker of yours. Want me to let her down?" Ellen asked.

"Yeah. I'm all sweaty. I think I'd like a shower. And I don't want to leave them around here where somebody might come in and see them."

"Don't worry about it, Sid," she told him. "All the people who might come in are up at the cafeteria for that ridiculous dance. We're going to have this place to ourselves the rest of the night."

Sid suggestively reached up and grabbed for the woman's snatch. "I think that's a good thing. What I want to do simply can't be done in a few minutes."

Ellen only smiled, but it sent cold chills racing along Melinda's spine. She didn't like that woman – and she guessed the feeling was more than mutual.