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that?”
    Her nodding head and whimpers assured him
that she would behave from now on. He pushed with more pressure and
his hand disappeared completely. “I’ll be fucked, this is so
fuckin’ hot, you just wait, I’m gonna fuck this cunt with my fist
and you’ll squeal like a pig on a spit. So goddamned hot, look at
that, my whole damned hand. Ha.”
    She wanted to kill him, his hands weren’t
little, and he wasn’t being gentle. He was still pushing his hand
deeper and she couldn’t help herself, she could only lie there and
let him fist fuck her. He reached over her hip and grabbed the
bottle of cooking oil that he’d used earlier and she closed her
eyes. She tried to relax, but the feeling of his fingers wiggling
around in her vagina felt creepy, and he kept pulling back, and
each time he penetrated deeper, the oil would just make it easier
for his arm to shove inside. He poured the stuff over her clit and
it ran down to surround his wrist. When his free hand began playing
with her stretched clit and the lips of her cunt, she almost came
off the table, accidently pushing his hand deeper. He started
pumping his balled up fist inside of her body and she groaned and
cried out as his knuckles punched at her cervix deep inside. When
he rotated his hand, it rubbed her g-spot. That, combined with the
clit stimulation almost pushed her over the edge again and he came
up over, between her spread thighs, to take one of her nipples in
between his teeth, and tongued the hard nub. He let one go and
snagged the other to treat it equally as harsh. She started bucking
and screaming in pleasure and he pumped his fist faster to give her
what she was looking for.
    It took a bit of muscle for him to remove his
hand, but it was worth it. It was something he’d always wanted to
try with a woman, and today seemed like a good day. He used his
boot knife to cut the tape so she could sit up proper if she wanted
to. She was still lying there staring at him, and he remembered the
gag in her mouth. He took it from her mouth and untied the wet
material before tossing it in the pile of dirty clothing in the
basket in the corner.
    He helped her sit up and sat in front of her
with a big grin on his handsome scruffy face. She balled up her
numb fist and sucker punched him. She didn’t try to run, or hit him
again. “I’ve never told you no, Donnie Lee, mainly because I seem
to have a soft spot for you, always have, but if you ever do that
shit again without telling me ahead of time, so I can try to get a
few drinks down to be more relaxed, I won’t be around for you to do
this shit too. And I happen to know the hangarounds are scared of
you, and a couple of the others that even I always make sure I’m
scarce when they’re here.
    “I need to know that you understand me, I’ll
be gone, and you’ll wonder where I went when you can’t find another
woman to play your games with.” She kept her eyes on his and he
almost waited too long to acknowledge her warning.
    He nodded his head and fingered his cheekbone
where she’d hit him a good one. “You know I get caught up in
playin’ your master, sometimes I forget you got free will to come
and go as you want.” He gave her a wink, “You got a mean damn way
of tellin’ a man that he’s fucked up though.” He patted her thigh
and stood, taking her hand and heading to the bathroom. “Let’s get
cleaned up and grab a plate of that boil, I can smell it from here
and it’s got my belly rumblin’.”

Chapter Six
     
     
    John took Stevie to town for breakfast, and
she made the comment that her ass was gonna pay for, “Being rescued
by my knight riding a black Harley.”
    John grinned, but resigned himself to getting
the bagger out of the garage tonight to pick her up from the bar.
It was no hardship, each bike was his favorite in the model years.
The pleasure of riding, feeling the wind blow the fog and shit from
a tangled brain was priceless, no matter what kind of scoot a man
rode.