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Halle's Hillbilly Hell Ch. 02

By: TheDarkCloud



Halle placed the large plate of bacon rashers, sausages, fried tomatoes and eggs on the large wooden table and then instinctively grabbed each of the thick sides to brace herself. It was a morning ritual by now. She felt Cain's rough hands on her ass, prising her cheeks apart and smelt his sour breath at her ear as he hissed his good morning.

"Morning nigger, you're getting' sausage and egg this morning!"

With that he slid his stiff cock right into Halle's asshole and began to bugger her as he used his free right hand to crack a hen's egg open on Halle's long dark hair, cackling as the slimy yolk clung to her and slowly slipped down her disgusted face. She had gathered that egg just this morning from the chicken run. Halle gritted her teeth and accepted her fate, she had endured worse mornings, she must remember to thank Master after he had cum inside her. Down the table Cain's older mother and father and simple older brother tucked into their breakfasts the traditional way and watched the entertainment with varying degrees of interest.

"Cain, son" said his haggard old mother, "hurry up, you know I don't like the servants at the dinner table."

Halle was getting used to it now: the constant jibes, the verbal abuse, the ignorance displayed constantly by these simple, country folk towards her sex and her skin colour, she was even beginning to get used to the physical abuse mainly dished out by the ever angry Cain, though his family also got involved sometimes. After all, she thought, as she was ass fucked over the kitchen table and the egg slowly descended her face, what other choice did she now have? 

She allowed her mind to drift, letting her body deal with the reality of her current situation, and thought back to a little over two months ago, where her burgeoning law career was just starting to really hit it's stride, where she had been getting some really big cases come her way, not like those shitty jobs she had done when she had successfully managed to get Cain's first wife the best possible deal in their divorce case, including sole custody of their child. If only she had known then what winning that case would bring her then she wouldn't have been to keen to win it. That had brought about her kidnap at Cain and his brothers hands, her being placed under the influence of their mind control medicine that had registered her as little more than an obedient zombie for a time. And of course during that time Cain had taken full advantage to totally mess up her life. To sell her house and pocket the sales, to take out all sorts of loans from all sorts of institutions and pocket the sales, to have her resign and to have her attack the judge in that case and try to burn his house down. And then she had disappeared from view to the public. 

She knew Cain was right when he said that she would never be able to return to her old life, it was gone now, if she did somehow make it back to the city she would face some serious jail time at best but some of the loans were from less than reputable companies and he had taken pleasure in telling her that word was there were bounty hunters and worse on the hunt for her currently. Of course, the truth was too fantastic for anyone to take seriously; she would be laughed at before being locked up or worse. It was a weird situation she found herself in, as desperately as she would have liked to escape this hillbilly hell, it was actually a relatively safe refuge for her at the moment. Remote as it was, no neighbours for miles in all directions, only swampland and scrub surrounding them. Maybe, she managed to convince herself, she had to do this, had to give the family what they wanted just to ensure her safety while she tried to figure a way out of the mess she was in. 

Still, what she wouldn't have given to lift one of the knifes off of the table before her and jam it into Cain. But she couldn't and as the stickiness of the yolk dripped over her eyes and she shut them and as Cain exploded inside her ass, filling it with his cum, she wonder just what in the hell she could actually do. 

Cain laughed and reached around her to pluck a sausage from the plate on the table and in one smooth movement slid it inside her still contracting asshole and drew it out covered in his sperm. He turned Halle around and offered her the cum covered sausage and as the egg dripped form her nose she opened her mouth and took the sausage straight from her ass into her mouth and chewed it. 

"She's a doozy all right Cain a real doozy!" cackled Pa as he helped himself to some more bacon.

*

The day turned into a complete scorcher. Cain and Ma headed off in the afternoon to the nearest town for a very mysterious meeting that Halle had a premonition involved her in some way, while the older brother was out in the fields doing some work. All of which left Pa to sit in his rocker on the rickety porch and watch Halle clean up the yard. She really didn't like being left with Pa, he was a crazy old bastard at times and if he was in the wrong kind of mood he could really scare her. As was normal when Cain wasn't around and she was let outside she had an old, rusting chain around her ankle that could stretch up to fifty yards distance but was locked tightly around her. 

This was really turning in to a pretty hellish day, she thought, it had been bad enough at breakfast time but this was arguably worse. She was out in this blistering hot, mid afternoon sun, wearing nothing but the tight ankle bracelet and had now been sweeping and brushing for over an hour without so much as a break, with no sign of shade or likelihood of refreshment and all the time the old man had been swigging from his bottle on the shaded porch leering and letching at her body as she worked. The days of working million dollar cases in nice new air conditioned court rooms seemed a million miles away as she swept her bristles along the ground one more time and winced as a small gust of wind blew the dust up and stuck to her sweat covered body. She shuddered as she heard the dry cackle from the porch and just lowered her head rather than give him the satisfaction of seeing she had heard. But she couldn't ignore him that easily. 

"Hey nigger, look what I got, some nice, ice-cool lemonade, I bet you'd like some? Huh?" 

Halle couldn't help but look up, despite the slur, amazing to think how in her past life she would have bristled so easily at the nigger word and now, here, with these people it was like water off a duck's back -- it no longer even bothered her. She looked with her dark eyes at the grizzled old man, his moonshine bottle for just now forgotten and a tall pitcher of clear lemonade replacing it. She hadn't even hear him get up to get it. 

"You want some nigger?" 

Despite herself Halle moved towards the porch and nodded, hoping against hope that this was not a cruel prank on his part but knowing from past experience it probably was. As respectfully as she could muster she answered him. 

"Why yes sir, that would be mighty good." 

Oh, the indignity. And Pa was more than aware of it as well as he nearly creased himself trying to keep a straight face at this ever so humble answer. 

"Well after an answer like that who am I to deprive you. Mind you I only got one glass and I already drunk out of that, you know how I wouldn't want to catch any of your kinds germs, so we're going to have to come up with something else to drink from, aren't we?" 

She already did not like where this was going but her thirst overtook her and she just dumbly nodded as he continued enjoying himself immensely. 

"I tell you what bitch, why don't you get yourself over here, take off my dungarees, help me cool down a bit more and once I'm bare ass naked I can pour the lemonade down my front and you can drink it from the tip of my ole dick!" 

At that he burst into fits of laughter and Halle shook her head and backed away, continuing with her brushing, but knowing that she surely did want a drink of that lemonade. And after a further ten more minutes she made her mind up to do it, after all it wasn't any worse than she had done so far in her enforced stay on the farm, and it wasn't as if anyone would ever know about it, what was she really losing? To get a drink she could surely do that? But as soon as she told Pa she would do it he shook his head in response. 

"Naw, you're too late girlie. That offers gone, you gotta do more to get your drink now. You want this here lemonade you are going to have to help me out. See I been sitting here drinking 'shine and lemonade all afternoon and am hankering after a nice long piss, but I can't be bothered to visit the outhouse so you want the rest of the lemonade you going to have to save me a trip. You take my piss in your mouth and I'll let you wash the taste away with what's left of the lemonade!" 

A horrific offer to be sure, but in her time on the farm Halle had drunk all of the members of the family's piss more than once, at first having to be forced or threatened before realising there was nothing to be done but to do it because in the end she would have to so why not save herself the hassle. It was just another step in her acceptance of her new role in life. She considered baulking again but then when she came back to him it would just be even worse so she just nodded and came towards him as he grinned from ear to ear and cackled horribly. When she got there she tried not to concentrate on his wizened, ravaged, wrinkly old body as she helped him out of the old denim dungarees.

It's amazing what you will do in desperate times, and these last few weeks had been desperate for Halle. It was like she had regressed somewhat from the bold, confident, professional woman she had been to a timid, submissive woman who would do what she was told to just for an easy life and to avoid any trouble. Before Cain had kidnapped her she would never, ever have even contemplated doing something as horrible as this -- to actually drink someone else's piss. Never, it was surely abhorrent. But now? Now, she had done so many things, perverted, twisted, not natural that to get a drink of that cool lemonade this was no real problem -- fact was he probably could have ordered her to do it and she would have obeyed. What Pa wanted, and Halle knew it, was that she did it of her own accord, that she asked for it knowing what she had to do to get the drink.

Her bare feet made it to the wooden landing that ran the length of the farm house and she obediently dropped to her hands and knees before the old man, propping her broom on the railing before she did so. She crawled the last few yards towards the rocker (knowing this would please him) and rested her beautiful chin on his knee facing directly towards his wrinkled penis.

"Now you just open up and take this an' I'll add the lemonade as we go, bitch"

The sun beat down and Halle was at least grateful for the shade and she held her mouth open, forcing herself not to close it on instinct and waited. She did not have to wait long. The piss burst out in a fast stream and immediately found her face, his hand adjusting it minutely so the flow found her mouth. She was smart enough to use her tongue to prevent her swallowing most of it, letting it fill up and run down her chin to the wood, but she still had to swallow some and nearly gagged on the acrid taste. Finally, as the flow slowed he lifted the pitcher of lemonade and dribbled it down his front so that it ran into his crotch and down his cock where Halle greedily sucked it up, not caring from what she was sucking it from just thankful for the cool, refreshing drink. Too soon Pa, stopped the pouring and placed the pitcher back on his table. He reached forward and gripped Halle's hair, literally pulling her off his dick.

"That's enough bitch, you get back to work, you can have another drink when I need another piss!"

That was how Halle spent her afternoon.

*

That evening was strange. Firstly, Halle did not dine (or do anything else with the family), which was unusual because they all seemed to get a freakish amusement of her eating from the large metal bowl on the ground as they ate their tea of an evening. Tonight, when Cain returned home he led her to her 'room' deep in the cellar and left her there. They were past the point of tying her up, they and she knew they did not need to, after all, what kind of fate awaited her if she did escape and return home) so they settled for just locking the heavy door at the top of the narrow, steep stairway that led into the darkness of the cellar. She didn't mind, although she wished she had a light down here but at least she had an old mattress to sleep on. But as she lay there, contemplating her rotten luck for the billionth time she could hear raised voices from above and while she could not make out what the topic of conversation (shouting, more like) was she had an overwhelming sense that it was about her. And she was right, but it would be a week to the night before she would discover exactly what the fuss had been about.

It was a Friday, Halle had managed to get through another rough week, her chores getting more physically demanding and the family's desires getting more and more outlandish. She had thought cleaning out the pig sties while wearing not a stitch of clothes (nor shoes) was as bad as it could get but then done the unimaginable and eaten Ma's unkempt, stinking pussy out. And Pa kept making veiled comments about the mangy mutt they kept as a guard dog. Like I said it had been a hard week.

But this night, unlike all others ones since Halle had been forced into living in this hillbilly hell Cain did not lead her to the cellar, this night, instead, he led her by the wrist (still sans clothing) out the front door and half pushed, half dragged her into the back of their canvas covered truck. The thing reeked of animals and engine oil but Halle knew better than to complain. At the shadowy end of the trailer, right up behind the cab was a low cage, about three foot high, three foot long and five foot long.

"Get in it!" barked Cain without explanation.

Dropping to her knees Halle did as she was bidden and crawled into the tight enclosure, feeling the metal at her sides. The metal structure vibrated hard as the gate was closed hard behind her and she heard a lock clicking into place.

"That's to make sure you don't get no ideas of escaping en route bitch!"

"Where to?"

"We're going to a party, and you're the main attraction!"

It was a frightening journey for Halle. She had a heavy sense of foreboding about this. Why were they taking her off the farm? That didn't make sense given all Cain's promises and threats to reduce her to his personal slave as revenge for her part in the divorce trial (but maybe he thought he had already achieved that?). Whatever, being forced into that awkward position in the cramped confide of the cage was not pleasant at all and above the physical discomfort was the mental anguish as her mind ran through an ever increasing cycle of things they had planned for her now. It made things worse that they were driving over some terribly rough roads, Halle had little clue about the immediate surroundings of the family homestead anyway but the dirt tracks and all the twisting and turning the vehicle did only served to totally and utterly disorientate her and when the truck came to a shuddering halt some fifty minutes after she was herded aboard it she did not have a clue as to her whereabouts.

He switched the vehicle off and got out leaving Halle huddled in the back, her body slick with sweat in the humidity of the evening. At a distance she could hear voices, multiple voices, some low some shouting but it was all incoherent to her despite how she strained her ears to get some clue as to their whereabouts. She was to find out soon enough and very quickly wish that she had not!

She was left in the back of the truck for at least half an hour when two men, Cain and another got up into the trailer and without a word draped a black cloak over the cage, immediately plunging her into relative darkness. It was obviously a thick cover as she could barely see anything through it and she grunted as they dragged the cage along to the back of the truck and then half lifted, half dropped it onto a wheeled trolley at the bottom. In seconds she could feel herself being rolled over uneven terrain and could still hear the murmur of a lot of voices nearby.

If she could have seen then the scene would not have pleased her. She was on the fringes of a crowd of nearly sixty people (all men, all clad in tell-tale garbs of white sheets and appointed white hat/mask. Yes, she was being wheeled around the edges of the states Ku Klux Klan meeting. Cain was not a member but Pa had been and it had been him that had insisted their "nigger bitch" could be used in a rarely seen ceremony. Cain and the other man wheeled the trolley right around the crowd as a speaker started up and began bringing his audience to a frenzy. They were in a remote field and not likely to ever be disturbed (especially since the local Sheriff had been paid nicely to not be in this area tonight). Halle still strained her ears and although she could not clearly make out what was being said she didn't like it, not one bit.

The crowd got loaded as she came around them and was wheeled up a steep incline that saw her slide back in the cage. She was being wheeled up to an altar that stood a few feet higher than the crowd at ground level. At either side of the altar were a series of wooden crosses that were burning brightly and Halle could hear the sparking of the wood and wondered what on earth was out there. She found out moments later as Cain hauled the cover off her cage and the crowd of white robed and white pointy masked men let out an animalistic roar -- it was as if a pack of hungry dogs had seen their prey. Halle cowered back in her metal enclosure, frightened, but reassurance would come from a most unlikely source. Cain leaned down to hiss at her ear.

"Don't worry none bitch, I'll make sure you don't get hurt. This wasn't my idea anyway, it's fucking stupid but Pa wouldn't be told. No way we should be letting you be seen in public, even in front of this bunch of nut jobs!"

Straining her neck in the cramped confines of the cage Halle asked.

"What are they going to do?"

"Have you ever heard of tarring and feathering?" was the rather daunting response, "Now calm down bitch, they ain't actually gonna tar you, though they do have some gunk over there with engine oil and shit like that in it but they won't do that until the end. No this is a little more kinky than that. They are gonna coat you in cum rather than tar, they're going to come up here and shoot their loads all over you then dump chicken feathers on you and get a good old laugh outta' that.Then they'll probably use the oil. Like I say it's not as bad as Pa's day, they would have done you up proper back then. Anyway, you just let it happen and I'll get you out of here when it's done- we got plenty more for you back at the farm!"

Before any further conversation the cage was opened and Halle was pulled out, at once glad to be able to straighten her limbs but also deeply concerned at her position and the crowd of pointy white heads staring at her with what resembled cold, dark, shark's eyes. Pushed to her knees between the burning crosses Halle's felt a hand at her cheek, examining her, feeling her jaw line, examining the quality of her dental work. It was the leader of the group, the Wizard, and he looked at Cain and complemented him.

"Nice. This is certainly a high quality nigger you have brought us today."

"Fine. Just remember, you don't hurt her, you don't mark her. She's my slave and we got plenty more work for her yet!"

The Wizard grunted under his mask and without further ado reached under his robe and lifted it up, his dick was already hard and just a few hard strokes of it brought an explosion of cum that seemed to never end as it coated Halle's face, splashing on her eyes, nose and big lips.


Halle's Hillbilly Hell Ch. 02



He may have been the first but he was by no means the last. It seemed as if each of the fascist bigots in the crowd was determined to add the juice to the mix and they were so eager that a fight nearly broke out in the queue that was forming to come up to the altar. Halle tried to wipe the mess from her face but was stopped from doing so by the Leader who demanded that Cain restrain 'his bitch'. Using thin baling twine Cain tied her hands behind her back. The next man up was obviously the second in command of the gathering and he was a big man, really fat and kind of disgusting, giving off a stink of body odour and Halle was at close hand able to vouch for his lack of personal hygiene as when he lifted his robe, cum in her nose or not, she got a big whiff from his crotch. She might have passed out from that but she knew she had to keep her wits about her that night, to get through it. Again he was pretty much already aroused and it didn't take much for him to shoot his load, mainly it seemed targeting Halle's dark hair, spraying strands of thick, sticky cum into it with a guttural grunt as he came. But that wasn't all, he produced a sealed jar and hauled the lid off and dumped the contents over Halle's hair too, with the briefest of explanations.

"Been saving this up for you, seeing as we heard you coming to 'visit' us this week."

It was a jar full of his cum and Halle could see, through blinking eyes that most of the other hooded nutters had them too. Her heart sunk further as she felt the slimy substance trace a slow progress down her forehead. That was her for the best part of the next hour, just kneeling there while the racist, white supremists ejaculated all over her and poured their collected cum on her head and body. Some of them had joked about turning her white but that wasn't strictly accurate as Halle's was coated in a dull grey sheen that glistened and clung, horribly to her body.

It was starting to harden too, Halle hated the feel of it as it became stiff and a little brittle against her skin. It clung to her hair and irritated her to the point it was like having nits. She dare not open her eyes again as they had been plastered with cum and she felt as if her eye lids were glued shut. And the early loads were going hard. But before it could set any further she heard this shout from the crowd.

"Get the feathers!"

The crowd was restless by now, sure it had been fun covering the 'nigger' in their s but now they just wanted to get home to their wives and families and their miserable lives. The Klan member that ran up to the platform boasting a potato bag filled with chicken feathers, painstakingly collected from his farm this past week was a brief distraction from their eagerness to get home and they called encouragement to him as he stood directly over Halle and tipped the bag open over her.

After the disgusting sensations of being sprayed and splashed with countless jets of cum, having feather fall on her and some cling to the patches of cum was no real hardship and Halle just closed her mind off and remembered the days before Cain had taken her and her life away. Quite a few of them stuck and by the time the last of them had fallen to the ground around her kneeling from, she was like nothing on earth, half covered in feathers as she was and she could hear the great hilarity this caused the mob, but could also sense that they were done for the night and that this was as bad as things would get.

The business of getting Halle out of there was not as simple as getting her there had been, she and Cain had to waited for the bulk of the crowd to disperse which was a pain (though to be fair to Cain he did not have to do it coated in sperm and feathers as Halle did- she would get them off back at the farm Cain informed her). Then after fifteen minutes or so he pushed her back inside the small cage they had transported her there in and removed the cuffs from her wrists, but again he told her not to wipe the mess from her as Pa had insisted on seeing it as soon as they returned that night. Soon she was sheathed in the dark shadows of the truck again, though this time Cain did not bother with the cover over the cage. As she knelt there on all fours in the awkward confines of her cell she heard him gun the engine and rev it up harshly as he sped from the field. She wondered what form his evident anger and annoyance at having to do this would take and what its impact would be on her. They were back on tarmac for only a few minutes when there was as sudden 'bang' and she felt the truck lose complete control over its direction. 

Halle was totally disorientated but could sense and feel the vehicle slewing wildly across the road and glancing off a tree before descending rapidly down a slope and smashing over undergrowth before flipping and landing again on its wheels at rest against the trunk of a huge tree. Everything went deathly silent.

Finally Halle's body remembered to breath and she gasped desperately at air and she tried to figure out what had happened. Where was she? It came flooding back to her easily enough and she realised that the cage had been thrust to the rear of the truck and she was facing out the back of it. But there was no noise from up front, none whatsoever, Cain had either been thrown clear or was trapped up there, either alive or not. A brief glimmer of hope came to her, she could make her escape but it was extinguished as quickly when she remembered the rattling that his key had made in the cage when he had loaded her onboard. She was locked in there and if Cain was dead and they weren't discovered that cage would be her casket and her cum and feather covered skin her demeaning shroud.

She dwelt on that horrific prospect she heard voices and spotting moving light in the gloom.

"Got the bastard! That'll show him, if he won't sell us his fucking slave then we'll just fucking take her, eh Zeb?"

"Yep brother, that's it. The bastard is jammed up here, he's bleeding like a stuck pig too, fuck knows if he's alive or dead."

"Aw fuck him, let's see if the nigger survived it."

Halle winced as the harsh flashlight found her face and held desperately to the bars as she was roughly hauled out in it and dragged up the hillside she had tumbled down. Both men looked from their clothes and accents to be even rougher country men that Cain hand his blasted family and they were carrying guns and knifes and looked real dangerous. Suddenly life back on the farm didn't look nearly so bad a prospect...



Halle's Hillbilly Hell Ch. 03



The Story So Far...

Bright African American lawyer Halle Mason wins a case for sole custody of a child for a young mother, in the process making an enemy of the father Cain. He kidnaps and drugs Halle at the family farm and then, under their command, Halle seemingly willingly commits a series of frauds, hands in her notice, sells her house and assaults a judge. By the time she is back captive on the farm and the drug wears off she is a wanted felon and forced to serve as a domestic maid to her inherently racist and hostile captors.

During her enforced slavery she is taken to a KKK meeting and humiliated at it too but on the way back the family vehicle is attacked and Halle taken as a prisoner by another Hillbilly family. Unfortunately for Halle maybe she would have been better off with Cain and co....

*

"I got her! I got the nigger!"

Halle was still shaken and stirred from the crash when she felt her cage being dragged from the back of the truck and roughly hauled up the steep incline they had just careered down. Despite trying desperately to regain her bearings and balance she registered enough of the harsh voice to realise that this was no potential saviour for the young lawyer.

"Shut up and get her in the van Kenny, we need to be out of here quick smart!"

Halle held onto the bars of the cage as it was suddenly hoisted up and slammed onto the hard metal floor of a flatbed truck and once the blanket over the cage was sorted it sped off taking Halle Mason to her next level of Hillbilly Hell......

*

Her new home was little more than a wooden shack, a former hen house that still stunk to high heaven of the long gone birds. Four wooden walls and a corrugated iron roof that could be like an oven in the midday heat. She was naked always now and slowly getting used to it her life back in the city seeming like a few lifetimes ago.

She shared the shack with another girl, Naomi, a skinny black girl from London, England. Naomi told Halle how she had been snatched when she had wandered off while camping in the hills and these bastards had held her here ever since, getting on for three months by the time Halle arrived.

The men that owned and worked the farm land they were on lived in a large, dilapidated house. There were no women (except Halle and Naomi) and the girls were expected to cook, clean and act as sex slaves to the five men. They were worse than Cain and his brood, and that was really saying something. Men was perhaps stretching the definition of man, they were uneducated, brutish, almost Neanderthal-like creatures and they lacked a humanity found in most men on Gods Earth. They had no compassion, no kindness, no concern for their two slaves and treated them like pieces of meat. Naomi added to Halle's fear with her story of how she used to have a fellow slave prior to Halle's arrival, Christina.

"She was a Spitfire, you know. She hated being trapped here, was always up for trying to escape, always on the look out for an opportunity. And they were bad to her, like they knew she was trouble and wanted to take it out of her. But they never did and one day she got out of here. Her wrist chain had rusted and she managed to break it off and she just got the hell out of here, she wanted to free me but my chain was newer and truth be told I was scared of being caught. They made some terrible threats about what would happen if we fled. So Christina she got the hell out of here."

Naomi's face dropped and her voice filled with sadness as she continued.

"But they got her, I think the bastards did it deliberately, you know gave her a weak chain on purpose, because they really got off on the fact she had made a break for it and were going on and on about hunting her down. They got her within a day. It was awful. They made me watch when they brought her back. They stood her on that plank up by the dump they use and they...they..."

At this point Naomi broke down and couldn't continue but Halle gathered that it had been the end for Christina. They were obviously altogether different breed of bastards to Cain and his family. They had almost insatiable sexual appetites. Most days Halle performed some sort of sexual act for at least one of the family, often more than one. They also took particular pleasure in seeing Halle and Naomi perform together for their gratification of an evening.

That evening was the worst yet. After the two of them had served up the men's tea they retreated to their corners to watch them eat it, hoping that would be their work over for the night but knowing in their hearts the worst was yet to come. Once they had finished Pa swept the plates from the table and demanded his two slaves crawl over to him. He grabbed Halle by her hair and forced her to look up at him.

"It's your turn on you back tonight nigger! Git up there quick smart!"

Looking up at his face it was easy for Halle to believe this man was the devil in human form. He was ugly as sin. His teeth had hugs gaps and were stained yellow with half the chicken he had just been eating sticking in them. The other half was in his greasy stubble and faded, torn shirt. Spittle sprayed from his mouth as he bawled at her and she climbed up onto the old wooden table without further ado. 

"Zeke, you get them things I bought in town, I reckon this skinny one could use them on this 'un."

Zeke giggled and skipped away only to reappear seconds later with a large bunch of bananas in his hand. Pa was most amused.

"Bet you fucking monkeys think we don't treat you good enough but hell we is giving you monkey food now1 All you bitches need now is trees to swing in and it's be just like home! Har Har!"

Halle was long past the point of being disgusted by these Neanderthals but even so this was low, even for them.

Pa grabbed the bananas and thrust them in Naomi's hand. The English girl just stood there transfixed by the sight of fresh fruit. Both girls knew what the perverted bastards wanted, their nights usually ended in something like this just the individual items differed, the debauchery remained the same. Halle could see the revulsion and rebellion in her fellow captives eyes and could sense that this might be too much for her. That couldn't be a good thing, she knew that she had to stop any response by Naomi. She reached out and grabbed Naomi's hand, stopping it just seconds before the English girl was about to hurl them in their captors faces. She locked eyes with her and whispered for her to 'be cool'. Naomi's eyes were wide and frantic but Halle's calm words and tone brought her back from the brink and by the time the American released her hold and stepped on a stool and straddled the width of the large dining table she was sure Naomi has regained her composure. She could sympathise, she had been like that a few times, ready to break and Naomi and helped her keep her cool.

She positioned herself face down on the food strewn dirty table and pressed her big boobs against a plate, it was annoying but she knew not to complain to these fuckers. She reached her hands out wide and grabbed either side of the table and then spread her legs and lifted her bum slightly off the table providing both Naomi with a couple of targets for the bananas and the men with a perfect view of Halle's most intimate parts.

"Well? What you waiting for English? Put on a show, I want to see you fuck both her holes with that damned fruit then eat the fucking things out of her holes. An' you'd better enjoy it or you'll be in the hole tonight. Here's some butter you can use that to help things along."

He tossed a nearly finished butter boat at Naomi. She caught it and stared at Halle's gaping ass.

Naomi dipped one of her long, skinny fingers into the melting butter and scraped it along the length of the boat, her finger glistened with the yellow produce and she held it poised between Halle's thighs. For some reason tonight was worse than normal for Naomi, maybe she had finally reached her breaking point. As Naomi's hand hesitated Halle tried to help her, reaching down and pulling her hand towards her holes. She knew from bitter experience that it was not a good idea to piss these inbred hicks off, they were liable to react irrationally and unreasonably.

"C'mon baby, lets not wait too long" she cooed in as soft a voice as she could while guiding the English girls fingers.

Naomi still had a glazed over, far away look on her face but at least she seemed to aware of what she was doing and pressed her fingers against Halle's asshole and began to rub the butter around then inside it.

"Fuck's sake bitch, what you taking all this time for, you know how Pa don't like to be kept waitin' , git them things in her quick smart!" barked an impatient Cliff (the oldest of the sons).

Halle grunted as she felt the hard tip of the banana slide into her tight asshole, then again as Naomi pushed another of the yellow fruit between her pussy lips and shoved it deeper inside her friend. It was hard for Halle not to think back to her days just a few short weeks ago when she was a high flying, fast rising solicitor wearing designer gear and driving a sports car and now look at her, a slave to the whims of these sub human Southern freaks having to endure these humiliations just to ensure survival for another day. At least Naomi seemed to have snapped out of her daze, and was back in the game, as it were. The English girl was starting to push the bananas into Halle then sliding them out, starting to fuck her with it much to the yokels glee.

Naomi tried to be as smooth as possible but there really was no easy way to fuck someone in the ass and pussy with bananas, especially when they weren't particularly aroused. But Halle knew the score and made lots of soft moans and groans as if this was the most erotic experience of her young life. She tried to summon all her, limited, knowledge of porn film dialogue to let the men hear what they wanted to.

"Oooh! Yes! That's it, fuck me Naomi! Fuck me hard!" she accompanied her words with plenty of writhing and fondling of her own and Naomi's breasts.

Eventually the bananas started to burst their skins and Naomi could feel the soft pulp on her hands and Halle could feel it inside her holes. The guys saw it too and Cletus barked out the next instruction .to the girls.

"Hell! You bitches are making a hell of a mess! You! English nigger, why don't you squeeze out what's left into your friends holes and then we wanna watch you eat it all up!"

This was hardly unexpected, just a slight variation on a theme that the girls had performed these past few weeks. Naomi squeezed her end of the bananas hard and felt their skins completely burst and watched as Halle's pussy and ass filled with a pretty unappetising yellow mess.

Halle leaned backwards, opened her legs wide and lifted herself up as much as possible towards her younger English friend. There was still something not quite right about Naomi, she had this far off look in her eyes but she seemed to be doing what she was told now. Naomi leaned forward, her long hair brushing against Halle's slick (with sweat) inner thighs and placed her mouth against the yellow mush in and around Halle's shaven pussy. At the touch of her tongue Halle began to moan and gently writhe, not because she was enjoying it but because she knew it was what their captors wanted to see.

Naomi ate the banana, glad at least for the fruit, they rarely got much more than leftovers and gruel from the family. Even so it was humiliating to eat from Halle like this and she could not get past that she was eating it directly from her hot pussy and dirty asshole. There was no way Halle would cum from this but again she knew that was expected and at least she was good enough to fool these idiots that she was cumming. As Naomi was eating the last of the fruit from her holes she started to buck wildly on the table and her moans got louder and more high pitched as if she were reaching climax but in truth she was just faking it.

The performance seemed to satisfy their captors and as the two women lay there they hoped that they would be sent back to their shack with no further exertions – they were to be greatly disappointed. The patriarch of the family made his thoughts known and all his boys hushed up to listen to him.

"Har har, that was a damn fine show niggers! Dam' fine! But see here it's my bath night for the month an' am gonna need one of you two bitches help so make your mind up who's night it is and git upstairs!"

Remembering the state Naomi appeared to be in Halle volunteered immediately. She knew how her friend felt, sometimes you just had days that you couldn't cope, she had had them and Naomi had helped her out it was only fair to do the same.

"I'll do it! Let me." Her efforts to save Naomi this extra strain came across quite differently to Pa.

"Har, lookee at this boys, never thought a nigger slut would be so desperate to wash you old Pa, did you? 

"Reckon she can't get enough of your body Pa!" this brought the boys into riotous fits of laughter.

Naomi nodded her thanks absent-mindedly to Halle and was led outside to the shack. Halle meantime, contemplated the horrible next hour she had just agreed to. Pa's bath, was not a bath in the conventional sense of the word. There was no water really involved, not unless you counted Halle's saliva. It was in effect a tongue bath, Halle had just agreed to lick every inch of Pa's naked body. It was a task she had done before both by herself and alongside Naomi and it was not a pleasant experience at all. 

Pa grabbed her by the wrist and led the way upstairs. Even the touch of his harsh, callused hands turned her stomach, how on earth could she do this again? He led her into the ramshackle room that passed for a bathroom. It's walls were peeling and stained, the ceiling had holes in it up to the slates and it stank to high heaven. He shut the door once they were in and grunted to her to wait a minute as the filthy redneck sat on the toilet and proceeded to take a shit right in front of her.

Even for this family of inbred, degenerate scumbags this was hideous and Halle could not help wincing and pulling a horrified face as she stood there and watched him on that cracked seat as he let out a series of disgusting fart followed by a series of small splashes. Uuurgh! She wanted to wretch, especially when she caught the smell. It was stomach-turning and even when her rose and flushed the old toilet bowl it hardly diminished. And even worse he didn't bother to wipe his ass at all. He just stood there and let his dungarees drop to his ankles and hauled off his checked shirt so he was as naked as Halle was, but there any similarity ended. He was a repulsive sight for anyone. He was short, fat and hairy and his body odour was only matched in its awfulness by his breathe. And this beautiful young lawyer turned slave was now going to have to lick every inch of his body!

"Well what you waiting for slave? Git over here and start cleaning me! Can't have forgotten how, you must've done it a couple of weeks ago bitch!"

Under his harsh gaze Halle dropped to her knees before him, she knew what was expected of her and was smart enough not to need reminded of the consequences of rebelling in any way. He grinned his obscene grin, his mouth like a graveyard gaps between his few remaining teeth that you could drive a truck through.

"Good girl, you're learning, now I think you can start by cleaning my cock and balls, they're real dirty!"

No surprise there, thought Halle but that did not delay her shuffling across the bathroom floor to right in front of the old bastard and reaching her tongue out to begin licking at his wizened old dick. It was a constant battle in her head to block out what she was doing and how it tasted and smelled (and the thought of worse areas to come!) but Halle was finding surprising reserves of mental strength and resolve. She placed her big, bee stung lips around the wrinkled tip of his dick and pushed her tongue out and began to lick at it. 

It was yet another hot, sticky evening on the farm and both Halle and Pa's bodies were coated in sweat, something that did not make the slave's task any easier. She lapped at his cock and moved on to suckle on his hairy testicles, fighting back a shudder at the feel of his wiry pubic hair amongst her perfect, white teeth. For his part he patted her on the head as encouragement. This was awful, the stench down there was far worse than normal and Halle was glad to finally release his balls from her mouth and begin to lick the insides of the old man's thighs. By then her mouth was running dry but she was in no hurry to take a drink of water. That was because as instructed previously by Pa at bathtime she was allowed to 'wet her whistle' by taking a gulp of water straight from the toilet bowl. Like I said she was not in a hurry to do that. But she knew that eventually she would have to. 

As she licked her way down his inner thighs the old bastard chuckled and encouraged her.

"Come on bitch, I don't have all night, get going, I want my feet given a real good clean, they're really starting to stink!"

Halle screwed her eyes shut and hoped Naomi appreciated what she was doing for her. Pa waited until both his thighs had been tongued by Halle before sitting himself on a ramshackle stool and lifting his right foot up to face level with her. As soon as she saw those disgusting, discoloured toes before her closed her eyes, opened her mouth and took them in. From bitter experience she knew that it was fatal to dwell too long on what she was doing at 'bathtime'. The taste was rank, the sensation horrible but Halle licked every single toe, between them then finally Pa's filthy sole before stopping, knowing that she had to have a drink of water no matter what was just in there.

She turned and faced the bowl. The water was fairly clean (as much as anything was clean around this godforsaken hellhole) but the actual bowl was a mess and as carefully as Halle lowered her head in there towards the water she could not avoid the porcelain. Still the water refreshed her somewhat and she ignored the fact Pa had just shit in it and she got back to washing his left foot. After that it was a continuation of the disgusting task, Halle licked his belly button, his man boobs, his armpits and even his face which just left his unwashed ass for her and Halle didn't know id she was going to be capable of licking it. It was just too much. She was actually shaking as he turned around and assumed the position. Tentatively she reached her hands up and prised his ass cheeks apart and was just about to embark on quite possibly the worst thing she had ever done when the door to the bathroom smashed in and one of the boys (Halle couldn't see which burst in.

"Pa! Pa! The nigger's escaped! The nigger's escaped!"

it was Cletus and his arms were flapping all over the place and pa had to calm him down somewhat and even then his message was garbled and twisted and it took a few moments to get to the nub of it. Basically, Naomi had not been chained up properly in the shack and had broken it's window and made a break for freedom. Inwardly Halle cheered her friend on hoping she could escape and bring back help but Pa's next words chilled her to the marrow.

"Git all the boys, tell them to git ready we're gonna have a cunt hunt. And boy when we find her I personally am gonna string that dumb Limey bitch up by her scrawny neck and fuck her while she hangs!"

He was hauling his clothes on as he spoke and the two of them stormed out of the bathroom, Halle seemingly totally forgotten.

Everything seemed to happen at a whirlwind pace from that point. They stormed out of the bathroom leaving Halle kneeling there and she did not move as below her there followed a series of bumps and thumps and bangs and shouts. Then an engine spluttered to life and she got up and sought out the window in the next bedroom an watched as the ramshackle van headed off the property and the house descended into an unnatural silence.




Halle's Hillbilly Hell Ch. 03



Halle stood stock still for a moment. Not quite believing this. Could they have all left the house forgetting about her? Surely they couldn't? Or did they think she wasn't brave enough to try to escape? And come to that, was she? The pressure on her brain was crippling and she didn't move for minutes, minutes in which she could hear nothing else in the house at all. And then suddenly she decided, she would make a break for it. How could she live with herself if she didn't try to escape this house of horror? She would just need to make sure she wasn't caught. Hopefully Naomi would keep the family of freaks gone for long enough to give her a chance.

She scuttled down the stairs in her bare feet and headed to the back door, determined to go the opposite way to which they had headed in the vehicle. But as she turned towards the kitchen she would have to pass through to get to the back door she ran into the towering figure of Bane the youngest of the sons and a very slow witted teenager.

"Where are you going? Pa said to make sure you didn't go anywhere" he drawled slowly.

Halle nearly jumped out of her skin, she had been so certain they had all left, so sure this was her chance to escape this terror. Her hopes had been raised only to have been dashed cruelly. Or had they? Halle was sure she could outwit this oaf. After all he was the only one of her captors that had not had their way with her.

"I'm not going anywhere Bane. I was looking for you. Your Pa said I was to entertain you while they were gone."

Maybe it was the weeks of being used as a sex object but Halle's first and only thought was to use her body to defeat him. Certainly she could not hope to overpower him, he was a giant, almost 6'6" and easily 350lbs. She ran her tongue along her lips as she looked at him, her eyes deliberately fixing on his crotch and the rising tent that was there – she was stark naked after all.

"What do you mean, entertain me? He didn't tell me."

"No it's a surprise, a special treat 'cos you been such a good boy Bane."

It wouldn't have fooled a ten year old but Bane's intellect was way below that. Plus he had never really had a woman before, not a live one anyway. He was drooling as the slim, big breasted former lawyer slipped right up to him until her chest brushed against his. He was about to speak but she put her finger up to hush him and her other hand reached down and gave his balls a nice squeeze. That got a hell of a response as his cock stained against the fabric of his trousers, Halle had to hide her surprise – he felt huge under there! 

She was committed now, no going back in her mind this was her only way out of here and she knew she couldn't delay very long. Every second spent still in this house was a second less for her to make her escape. She pressed her hand against his barrel chest and physically pushed him into the kitchen backwards until his back came up against the kitchen table. 

"You like a bath too, Junior?" she hissed in her sexiest voice.

The big galloot just nodded vigorously as Halle dropped to her knees and rapidly took his belt off and dragged his tattered jeans and underwear to his ankles. She gasped when she saw exactly what she was dealing with – it was just the biggest, thickest, widest, longest cock she had ever set eyes on, it was a monster! But she could not let her surprise delay her, every seconds was a prisoner. Without thinking any more about it she opened her mouth and swallowed the head of his cock and began licking and sucking it hard. This was not the forced sucking of before, this was sucking designed to get him to shoot his load as quickly as possible.

Halle sucked at the slimy, swollen helmet like a woman possessed. The idea of escape had taken hold of her and she knew she had to get past this large obstacle as quickly as possible. She had an idea but had to get the monster off first. That was perhaps going to be easier said than done, her lips were stretched to their limit to get his thick meat in her mouth and it was not simple to do much with her tongue. That wasn't going to be an issue for long anyway as Halle suddenly felt a burning sensation on her scalp and looked up to see Bane had grabbed her hair with his hand and was in the process of hauling her to her feet. It hurt like hell but she went with it until she could get her feet under her, she let his massive member slip from her mouth and looked enquiringly at the simpleton.

"I want in your love hole. I ain't never done that" he stated his case slowly and clearly.

Halle smiled and said, "Sure honey" and let him turn her around and bend her over the kitchen table and hoped that the dumb bastard got the right hole.

He did, with his fingers at least. She arched her back as his thick forefinger sought out her pussy lips and squeezed them before rubbing them hard. She gave a moan and writhed under his touch and only some of that was pretending. That was it for foreplay though, big Bane was in a hurry to get to the main event and Halle's eyes bulged as he stepped up behind her and jammed his cock into her spread open cunt. God he was huge! She felt her pussy walls expand out as his member slid only them, feeling every bump and vein in his cock as it entered her. He was not skilled at what he was doing that was for sure if his jerky thrusts and shoves were any indication but his sheer bulk was causing Halle to grip onto the sides of the table as he fucked her from behind.

She cried out as he got deeper inside her and filled her like never before and worried that her pussy might split from the reaming she was taking. And then just as the table and chairs were shaking and squeaking under the pressure, just as Halle was squealing from the fucking, he came deep inside her. It was like a jet going off, she felt the warm liquid burst out of him and coat her pussy walls as he withdrew, panting and gasping.

"That sure was fine, how was it for..."

Bane was cut off by a wooden rolling pin right between the eyes, wielded with all the power Halle could muster. For one horrible second it looked like it hadn't effected him. He just stood there with his permanent dazed expression. And then he went down, with a clattering of furniture and before his inert boy hit the floor Halle had pulled on a pair of old boots by the back door and fled into the deep woods.

*

And there we will need to leave Halle for the time being. I want to apologise to all the readers who wrote me and asked where the next instalment was and when was I going to write it. The truth is I'm pretty busy and can only write when I get the chance and have a clear idea of what I want to write. 

The next chapter of Halle's Hillbilly Hell will be the last and I'd like to invite anybody that's read the story and has an opinion on it and what we should do with the main character to write in or leave feedback with their thought, opinions and ideas. What happens to Halle in the end? Do we get a happy ending? Or is she left in her own personal Hell? Let me know. thedarkcloud



Halle's Hillbilly Hell Ch. 04



Once she was clear of that house of hell, Halle headed for the nearby tree line and disappeared from sight. She didn't really know which way she should head but right then she didn't care – she was, for the first time in a long time, free! She had seen and heard the way the others had headed off in their pursuit of Naomi, and while she gave up a little payer for the English girl who had been her fellow captive she hoped they were still out there hunting her down.

Halle's lack of clothing was a concern to her however, especially as she rushed past one particularly bushy area and had the misfortune of mistiming her move and catching a thorny branch right in her right tit. It stung like hell and bled too. She ignored it as best she could and pressed on further into the deep woods.

The boots she had stolen from the house after knocking out her guard were not the best either, they felt like about two sizes too big and that meant that if she went too fast or wasn't paying attention she tumbled and stumbled and her knees were sore with scrapes from falls before too long. Still she was free and she pressed on until finally her lungs burned with lack of breath and she just had to stop and rest a while. She sat on a fallen tree trunk and leaned over and sucked in big breaths, her head throbbing and the rest of her body not much better. After two minutes like that she finally looked up, trying to force her mind to take stock of her situation. Yes she had escaped her kidnappers but what did she do now? She was a wanted woman in the city, and that was no life but then once these bastards found she was missing (did they know already?) they would surely hunt her down and kill her like they had done to others before her. She focussed her mind, first things first she had to put as much distance between her and that house as possible. She got up and stumbled further into the foliage, sure this was the direction directly away from the house.

It wasn't in fact. She had got a little confused in her flight and had managed to angle almost at right angles to the house and was now heading directly towards where the family had headed in their pursuit of Halle's fellow prisoner, Naomi. But she didn't know that and was fighting her way through the woods desperately hoping to come across a road or a track at any point. After a couple of hours of hard and uncomfortable marching she had to stop again. She was at least satisfied that she was far enough away from the house but she was also increasingly convinced that she had totally lost her bearings and she had to fight to keep the rising panic at bay as she rested on another downed tree. A deep ravine ran to her left and she gazed down it as she sat, aware that she would have to traverse it at some point.

She was tired and emotional and never heard the silent approach of a figure behind her.

Halle didn't have a clue what had happened. One minute she had been sitting taking her well earned rest the next she was begin choked and scrambling her arms and legs as she was shoved off the trunk onto the ground. The figure behind her had been Zeke the meanest of the sons that had imprisoned her and upon spotting and recognising Halle he had sneaked up on her and from behind slipped a rope noose over her head and pulled it tight around her throat before shoving her off her perch.

Seconds later the brute had vaulted the trunk and landed on Halle's back, winding her while still choking her. He knelt on her and took a piece of rope from his pocket and expertly tied Halle's wrists tight behind her back. Only when the knot was tight and secure did he get off her and relax his grip on the noose. His prey wasn't going anywhere. In fact Halle had blacked out, which was perhaps for the best...

*

Halle came too to find an inexorable pressure being exerted on her throat. She choked, gagged and immediately thought she was being hung. She had been caught by the family and was being hung, as they had threatened to do to anyone that escaped. Then the pressure slackened for a moment and the soles of her feet found the forest floor and she welcomed the blessed relief. She couldn't look down but a glance up saw that the noose around her neck was tied to an overhead thick branch. She jumped as a mean chuckle emanated behind her.

"You awake nigger? 'Bout fucking time!"

She quickly realised her position was terrible. Her hands were bound behind her back, the noose was tied to the branch and the rope had been measured to perfection to just let her feet touch the ground and no more. He had been holding the branch up with the butt of his rifle to nearly hang her while wakening her up. She gave a whimper as she realised her escape attempt had failed miserably and grimaced as the sour smelly, hairy bastard came round to stand right at her side and hiss in her ear like a serpent.

"Just so you know we caught your little English friend. Had a good time ourselves with her about a couple miles yonder. Damned little bitch squealed like a pig right to the end – can't let you cunts think you can escape, can we?"

Halle swallowed and concentrated on his words.

"N-Naomi's d-dead?"

"Yep, but don't feel too bad for her, she weren't alone at the end, not with mine and Pa's dicks inside her when it came! Haw haw!"

He slapped Halle's ass at his crude comment and loudly cleared his throat before spitting at the ground by Halle's feet.

"Then I decide to have a little deer hunting fun on my way back and look at who I come across? My other little slave slut making her escape too. Can't have that, can I? So I guess I'm gonna have to finish you as well. Damn shame losing two nigger cunts in one day! Gonna have to get some more now."

As the full horror swept over Halle she started crying and begging but all that was cut off by his hand clamping down over her nose and mouth.

"Shut up! Don't want to hear it! I'm gonna fuck you here and now while you're hanging then I'll prop that branch up a bit further and finish you off. That swamp over there'd make a fine resting place for your bones."

So this was it, Halle thought. And as terrible as the fate she was facing was, she couldn't deny there was a part of her that would be glad for her nightmare to be over. Since that vengeful bastard Cain had kidnapped her she had endured a terrible time and she couldn't imagine it every getting better. Still not like this, she couldn't imagine a worse way of ending her life. The hand came away from her mouth and in that silent clearing the unzipping of Zeke's jean zipper was all too audible.

"Still, we'll leaving the killing til later shall we? Might have ourselves a bit of fun first?"

Fun for Zeke was obviously to fuck Halle while she hung there helplessly. Halle realised there was precious little she could say or do to stop this so she just shut up and stood there waiting for the inevitable. It didn't take long. She felt his rough, callused fingers prying her ass cheeks apart and seconds later the penetration of his filthy cock into her asshole. Halle gave a grunt and lurched forward, momentarily choking herself when she was off balance. She regained the balls of her feet again just as he pulled out of her ass only to slam back in, this time nearly balls deep. Halle was utterly helpless in this situation, her arms were rendered useless and she just hung there and had to take the fucking however Zeke wanted to give it. And as usual he was not gentle.

A bird sang out as he ass fucked her powerfully, thrusting up and in with every stroke, reaching his hands round her chest to squeeze her ample black tits, nipping her large nipples and occasionally extending his hand higher to slap dismissively at her face. She felt like a lump of meat hanging on a hook, not even human as she was taken like this and facing a horrible end. She wanted him to cum and for this ordeal to be over but also knew what would come with it. Finally, his body tensed up and he jerked and spasmed and exploded inside her, firing several blasts of hot cum deep inside her bowels.

He grunted like a pig as he pulled out of her and Halle was already bracing herself for the end when suddenly the blade of a knife appeared before her eyes. It was a serrated hunting knife and looked as sharp as all hell, her dark eyes were tantalisingly hypnotised by its edge as it hovered inches from her face.

"Maybe, I shouldn't hang you bitch, maybe I should gut you like the pig you are!"

Halle shook and said a silent prayer as the blade came towards her but felt no cut as it hit home on the rope and she collapsed in a bundle to the ground at Zeke's feet. He laughed as he reached down to grab the end of the noose to pull Halle to her feet, blinking and shocked.

"Nah, don't think I'd better kill you bitch! Losing one slave in a day is bad enough, might as well keep you around the house 'til we can get another dumb cunt! Now c'mon we'll walk back home!"

The bastard was too busy laughing to see he was standing with his back to the steep edge of the ravine, but Halle saw and in that instant decided she was not going back to that fucking house. She would rather be dead. As Zeke dropped the end of the rope to prod her on with the tip of his knife she turned and charged at him, knocking him off balance and down the slope. She dropped to her knees and landed right at the edge of the near vertical drop and had the very dear pleasure of watching her evil captor bounce down the huge drop, hitting trees, rocks and more before his body bounced out of sight. She couldn't be sure he was dead but he surely couldn't get back up there in a hurry so she forced herself to her feet and took off in the opposite direction to which he had been heading back to the house.

*

On that self same blazing hot Saturday afternoon three teenagers were out in the woods on a fishing cum fucking trip. Tom, Huck and Denise were from a small town just a few miles upriver though they all enjoyed lazing about in the country by the River Carrion. Tom and Huck were twin brothers, both eighteen. Denise was a year older and their second cousin. All three were very fair, blonde haired and very pale complexion and real country kids. They had told their folks that they were on a fishing and camping trip and that part was certainly true (as evidenced by the three lines in the water just down from where they had set up camp) but they were also intent on fucking that weekend. They had just really discovered sex and once they had done it were after every opportunity to do it again. In fact right at the moment Halle came stumbling out of the tree line and dropped to her knees by the rivers edge large breasted Denise was on her knees on a rug next to their tent with both the boys cocks in her hands, alternating between licking and wanking them to full stiffness.

The second stage of Halle's flight had been pure torture for her. After Zeke had plunged out of sight Halle had searched the ground in the vain hope he had dropped the knife before he had fallen down the ravine, but she quickly realised it was hopeless. She tried to rub the rope that bound her wrists against a loose rock but it was tough rope and she had little leverage to saw at it and slowly she came to the horrible realisation that she must continue her escape with a rope tight around her neck and her wrists bound behind her back.

Halle knelt by the river and carefully dipped her head towards the cool water and sipped at it, feeling instantly refreshed at it's taste and feel. It gave her a rush of positiveness that she could find a way out of this mess but first she had to find a way to get her wrists freed.

The three teenagers had heard the disturbance and thought that they had been rumbled by their parents, either that or someone was stealing their fishing rods. Reluctantly Denise let the boys dicks slip from her hands and the three of them peered around their tent to look down to the river edge.

"Who the fuck is that?" asked a stunned Tom as he watched the beautiful black woman struggle to get back to her knees after dipping her mouth to the water.

"Fucked if I know bro but look, the nigger's buck naked and her hands are tied behind her back and she's got a damned rope around her neck!"

Denise smiled as she finished zipping up her short denim shorts, all three was ingrained racists but she more than most was particularly vitriolic in her dislike of coloured folks and attractive women. 

"Well boys she ain't gonna cause us any trouble then is she? Let's go see what the bitch is up to!"

The blonde did not wait on her cousins before marching out into the open and heading straight towards the kneeling Halle. At the sound of their approach Halle nearly jumped out of her skin. She thought it was Zeke returned or the rest of his vile tribe and was ready to spring forward before she recognised that it wasn't them. It wasn't anyone that she had come across before, just three teenagers, no threat and perhaps her ticket out of here. She flashed them a wide smile and fluttered her eyelashes as she greeted them.

"Hi there. You wouldn't like to help a lady in distress would you. I could sure do with getting my hands free."

Denise was in the lead, in front of the boys and Halle's playful tone and flirtful voice did nothing for her other than annoying her even more. She was the leader of these three, no doubt and the two brothers would do pretty much whatever she said. By the time they reached Halle she had shuffled round to hold her tied wrists out towards them in the hope she's be cut free but Denise had no intention of doing that just yet.

"What are you doing here? How did you end up like that!"

Halle instantly took against the girl, her voice aggressive and sneering and the way she looked at Halle made her want to slap some sense into the girl. However, she knew she wasn't in a position to do that. So she used the story she'd run through her head to give to anyone she encountered like this.

"Look, I had a flat and got kidnapped by this guy, he striped my, raped me and tied me up. I managed to escape, please untie me and let me get the hell out of here."

The two guys just stared at her goggled eyed but Denise snorted in derision and spat on the ground mere inches from where Halle still knelt.

"Yeah, right bitch! A likely story, ain't nobody does that for no reason, most likely they done found you stealing stuff, that's what your kind do, isn't it? Then you probably tried to fuck your way outta trouble, slut like you would do that, eh?"

"What?! No! That's shit! I was...aaargh!"

Halle's desperate denial was cut off as the young blonde reached down and viciously twisted her nipple.

"Shut the fuck up nigger. I said you was a thief. You look like one an' why else you tied up? You shut up while we decide what we're gonna do with you!" 

Halle knelt there and wanted to burst into tears, she couldn't believe that having escaped those vile bastards on the farm and seemingly found her salvation that it was all turning to shit just because of a vicious little tramp.

"Look guys please, I'm telling the truth, I was..."

CRACK!

Denise had slapped Halle hard across the face.

"I said shut the fuck up! Here (she hooked her knickers from her shorts pocket and shoved them in Halle's complaining mouth), that should shut you up. You open that fucking dirty mouth again nigger and I'll cut your fucking tongue out!"

The girl sounded serious enough to Halle and she watched as she pulled the two guys away from her and they started a heated discussion. 

"But Denise, if what she says is true then we ought to help her" offered Tom gormlessly. 

"Yeah, she looks harmless enough, we could help her" said Huck. 

"Would you listen to you two idiots. That black bitch there is tied up for a good reason. She's been up to no good. And more to the point I thought you two were up for a horny weekend, well look over there we got us a damned nigger slut all trussed up and ready to be used and abused by...." 

Denise broke off as she realised the two boys were staring over her shoulder all slack jawed and stupid. She turned in time to see Halle making a run for it. 

"Quick get her!" 

Halle had decided that these three were not likely to be her salvation so once they were turned she spat out the girl's vile knickers, struggled to her feet and made off down the river bank. It was a desperate effort, made by a desperate woman and once the boys had set off they caught up with her easily enough. Huck (the bigger one) first tackling her down to the ground in a mess of wet mud. She kicked out her legs to try and get free but by then the other two were on her and rolled her so she was face down. This allowed Denise to straddle her back and haul on that cut noose around Halle's neck, choking her once again. 

"See! I told you! I told you she was no good! An' this proves it, damned bitch was trying to escape 'cos she knew I was on to her! C'mon, drag her back to the camp and let's have some fun with her" 

Denise's shrill voice held nothing but madness and mischief and so it proved as soon as they had got Halle back to their camp. Put on her back, her arms trapped under her she couldn't stop the maniacal blonde straddling her torso and starting to play with her big nipples. Looking into Denise's eyes Halle could see a similar madness that she had seen in so many of her captors and tormentors down here, and she knew that there could be no reasoning with her, just putting up with it and trying to escape. And the boys looked like no help now, they were both stripped off naked and sporting impressive, urgent erections.

Halle's gaze was torn away from the boy's dicks by a strong back hand slap to her face from Denise.

"Betcha looking forward to getting' those big, black lips of yours around those ain't ya?"

Halle shook her head no and got a second slap for her troubles.

"Lying bitch! I know you are, it's what any dirty nigger like you wants some young, fresh white meat. Well you're gonna get it bitch, but you ain't gonna like it!"

With the manic blonde still on top of her the two guys lowered themselves onto Halle too, one on his knees between Halle's thighs and the other virtually sitting on her face, his large dick draped across her lips. Halle could not believe this – she had escaped from that family of crazy bastards just to run into these dumb teenagers being led around by a sadistic little bitch, how unlucky could one person be? She screwed her eyes shut as the two teenagers stuck their cocks in her holes, Tom in her mouth and Huck in her pussy. As she felt their balls on her chin and on her thighs she got one last twist of her nipples by Denise before the blonde got up and off her leaving the boys to start sawing their dicks in their respective holes.

Halle was helpless, her arms still trapped and tied beneath her and even if she wanted to struggle she didn't think she would, her resolve was broken they could do what they wanted to her and she would not struggle any more.

The two youths were over eager and inexperienced and just a few thrusts from Huck saw him lean back and gasp as his dick throbbed inside the black woman's cunt and literally exploded. Hot bursts of cum sprayed inside Halle as he bucked on top of her. This extra movement seemed to set the other guy off and seconds later Halle's mouth started filling up with warm cum too. When he was done he leaned back and Halle was finally able to see light again.

"Hey Tom slap that messy thing in the nigger's face and make her lick it clean, Huck you too, let's make the old bitch really earn her freedom!"

Denise mentioning freedom gave Halle a brief spurt of hope in her heart. These damn kids were bound to free her eventually, they'd have their fun and let her go, had to! It was a thought that kept her going as she sucked first one then another slippery dick clean before being left lying on her back while Denise obviously pondered what to do next.




Halle's Hillbilly Hell Ch. 04



"Any of you boys ever fucked an ass?"

Denise asked the question so innocently, as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth but when Halle rolled her head round the blonde's face was filled with malevolence. Both Tom and Huck seemed more than keen to try so second's later Halle was flipped onto her front and bizarrely dragged right down to the river's edge at Denise's insistence. For now while the boys slowly got hard again the reason for this was not clear.

When they were ready to go again, Denise walked into the river edge and kneeled down, naked in the mud by Halle's head. Using that damned noose she jerked Halle's face up and made her look right at her as Tom got down behind her and after some fumbling stuck his dick in her asshole. During these weeks of being held against her will she had taken a fair amount of dick up her ass so this was no longer such a terrible violation. When Halle barely flinched at the anal invasion it seemed to annoy Denise badly and she pushed Halle's face into the river and below the water. With her hands still behind her back it was a dangerous position for her to be in.

Tom pounded into her from behind while Denise held Halle under. At first Halle thought that this was it, this was where she died. After fighting off and dealing with all those rough mountain men she was going to fall to a deranged teenager. Then, with an almighty gasp her head was wrenched from the waters of the river and dripping she looked at her tormentor.

"Betcha' your worried bitch! Think I'm gonna drown ya? No chance! You ain't worth it, just having a little fun. Tom there has never fucked someone while they thrashed about for their life. You enjoying yourself Tom?"

"Uh huh."

Halle heard no more as Denise once more plunged her into the water. He kept ass fucking her like this for some time until Halle felt him explode his load into her ass. She got a slap on her ass for her troubles then his brother replaced him and a second ass fucking took place. Denise dipped Halle in and out of the cold, running water of the river ass the fucking, and with each passing moment Halle was convinced the blonde was possessed by a devil.

Finally, Huck came inside Halle's ass too and Denise dragged her, by her saturated hair, up from the riverside.

"Reckon those boys have had their fill of nigger ass for just now, it's about time I got myself some nigger tongue!"

Denise was naked and aroused and having got Halle in the position she wanted on her back Denise sat down on her face, getting letting her thighs trap the older woman's face in place. With the taste of the river still so fresh in Halle's mouth and nose it would take something really strong to get through that quickly. Well Denise's love juices were strong and then some! The thick, cloying smell of a bitch in heat was soon overpowering her senses.

"Start licking slut! The boys got to cum in you, only fair I do too!"

Halle stuck her tongue out and did as she was told, too tired to do much else. Denise gave a yelp and started to hump Halle's face like a cowboy at a rodeo, bumping and grinding for all she was worth. It took a while but eventually the young blonde came in a flood, her thick juices filling Halle's mouth before spilling out and over her face. As she came Denise squeezed her thighs harder and harder and suddenly Halle was light headed and nauseous and seconds later she passed out between Denise's convulsing thighs.

*

Halle was unconscious for a long time. Partly it was because of the treatment she had received trapped under Denise's smothering teenage ass but most it was just sheer exhaustion, mental as well as physical, from all that that she had endured in the last 24 hours. When she did come round it was pitch dark and she found that her wrists had been freed. Slowly, on aching forearms she lifted herself up and peered into the darkness. She could hear she was still by the riverside but for some reason she could hardly open her eyes to see.

The reason her vision was so impaired was because, before packing up and heading home Denise had told the boys to wank off on Halle's face. They had only been to happy to oblige their kinky pal and had knelt either side of Halle's unconscious head and dumped a pair of cum loads all over her features, in particular coating her closed eyelids with their creamy, thick sperm.

Halle guessed from the smell and taste of the stuff what it was and felt sick. God those kids were twisted! Still after she had washed her face in the cold river she did think to herself that they seemed to have departed and had also removed the noose and wrist bonds. Feeling somewhat refreshed but no less scared (especially in the dark of the woods) she decided what to do next.

She quickly came to the decision that trying to go any further in the pitch black in these woods was dangerous. She could easy come across another ravine or get lost and head back towards that damned house of hell. Of course, staying here for the night kept her much closer to her former captors than she could be happy with but really what choice did she have?

They came that night, Halle wakened from her second deep sleep by the approaching barks of dogs. Barks that were horribly familiar to her ears. Surely they must be the beasts that the family kept on the farm and treated terribly but still better than they had Halle and Naomi. At the thought of re-capture (and did they know about the dead Zeke?) she became completely alert, her eyes wide, trying to peer into the dark woods and seeing the first flickers of torches in them. As she stood up beside the gnarled tree she had been sleeping under the dogs barking became even more ferocious and she could hear snippets from the voices that accompanied them.

"Bitch....must be up ahead! The dogs have really got her scent now....fucking kill...hang the bitch...the dogs!"

Halle was in no doubt now and knew she had minutes at most before they were on her. Looking round and seeing the bright moon reflecting on the dark waters of the river rushing by she knew she had only one option. She ran into the cold water and ignored the temperature, forcing her feet deeper and deeper until she was swimming and then set out for the far shore, the flow aiding her slightly. She was more than half way across the wide river before they spotted her, the realisation spurring her on to swim harder and faster than she ever had before. Shots rang out but their guns were old and their aim poor and as Halle ducked under and swam underwater for a while she was out of their range. They cursed and shouted, stamped their feet and moaned but none of them could swim well and none fancied trying the river so by the time Halle made it to the opposite bank she could afford to stare at them in their torchlight and think she had got a good start on them before she turned and headed into the dark woods once again.

She wasn't to know it but they faced a two hour walk back to where they left their truck, she had a head start all right.

*

Halle's near eighteen hour flight through the dark woods came to an end just after first light of the next dark. Exhausted and starting to suffer from exposure the naked, ebony beauty staggered into yet another clearing only to discover that it was a road. A two lane road. Not a dirt track but an actual road! She dropped to her knees and wept at the thought of possible salvation and dared not dream that this could be her ticket out of this backwoods hell she had lived in for so long now. She couldn't think about what her fate might be if she did return to the city, prison most likely, but whatever it was it had to be preferable to her miserable existence lately.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud blast of a horn and a huge truck rushing along the road then braking just past where Halle knelt. For a moment she was aware of her nudity but realised she had to just accept that and grasp her chance, it might be her only one. She stood and rushed to the lorry and climbed up to lean in the door. The driver was a fat man with a greasy moustache and her openly leered at her large breasts as she spoke. Instinctively she decided not to tell the whole truth.

"Please help me! I was attacked by a gang, dragged from my car and assaulted. I managed to escape, please just help me get out of here! Please!"

The driver adjusted his glasses on his nose and stared at her some more before answering.

"I don't want no trouble Missy! I ain't getting' involved with the police or nothing. I can take you into town or wherever but I ain't getting involved ya hear."

In truth Halle was delighted and pulled herself up and into the cab, closing the door behind her.

"OK mister, no problem, whatever you say, just get me out of here."

He started off again in a strained silence, every so often stealing a glance at the black goddess sitting nude next to him. Halle was uncomfortable and crossed her arms over her breasts and squeezed her thighs together. Her nerves were still taut and when the driver's CB radio burst into life five minutes later she nearly jumped out of the window. The driver turned slowly to glance at her curiously as he lifted the receiver.

"Tommy. This is Big Load. Just came through a makeshift yokel roadblock five minutes up the road here, though I'd better warn you. Couple of inbreds with shotguns and their truck parked across the road. Say their slave escaped after robbing them and they're hunting for her. Just thought I'd warn ya. Speak soon!

"Thanks Big Load. Out."

Tommy the truck driver slowed right down and stared at Halle, this time her eyes not her tits.

"Now given you ain't likely to be hiding anything you stole on account you ain't got any clothes I am more inclined to believe you rather than this lot. Don't change the fact I don't need this hassle Missy, don't need it at all."

Panic hit Halle like a hammer blow. Here she was just starting to dare to hope she would escape those sadistic freaks and now it appeared her hopes were to be dashed. Her eyes flooded with tears, her voice went higher and she started to plead, pathetically with Tommy not to abandon her. She was clearly desperate and at that realisation a sick little smile formed on his lips.

"Well Missy I'm guessing you ain't got no purse in that there birthday suit you're wearing do ya? And this sounds dangerous so I would need paid to save your hide I reckon."

That panicked her even more, she could not pay him anything and as she spluttered and stammered her pleading again she stopped short, she surely recognised that lecherous look in the driver's eyes by now. She got it, she realised what kind of payment the fat slob wanted.

"Payments easy, for a young thing as sexy as you anyway. You're gonna blow me while I'm convincing these inbred yokels I haven't seen you. If I feel those nice, big lips of yours leave my cock just once then who knows what I might say. Then after I done that favour for you Missy I reckon you'll still owe me so at the next truck stop we're gonna have a little toilet break and I'm gonna help myself to your hole. Got a deal Missy?"

Some knight in shining armour this! But Halle knew that this was the lesser of two evils and had already accepted as Tommy gunned the engine and speeded up.

"Better get yourself into the footwell then, don't want you getting spotted, do we?"

It was a big cab and with some manoeuvring Halle got her thin frame down between his legs, her head bobbing up between his thighs. In an instant he loosened his jeans and out popped a slimy, thick cock surrounded by a mess of black pubic hair. It was a revolting prospect for sure but the sad thing was it was by no means the worst thing that Halle had sucked off in the past couple of months.

"Better get started girlie, I can see vehicles up ahead. You remember now, I feel your lips leave my dick and I'll just swing this door open and kick you out into their hands."

Given the alternative she faced Halle had never been quite so happy to be forced to suck someone's dick. She wrapped her right hand around the stiffening length of Tommy's slimy cock and gave it an exploratory lick. It tasted as bad as it looked but now wasn't the time for niceties so she enveloped his sweaty foreskin in her mouth and began to gently suck on it. Just as his wiry pubes bean to tickle at her nose she felt him apply the brakes and come to a stop. She held her breath as Tommy rolled his window down and began to converse with voices Halle knew only too well.

"What's the problem folks?"

"We're looking for a nigger bitch! She done stole from us and we want her. You seen any stray niggers running about here?"

Halle clamped her mouth hard around Tommy's dick and reached her hand up and gave his nuts a nice gentle squeeze. She knew it would work.

"Ah, er. No I ain't seen no nigger bitches, sorry. Good luck with your hunt though, hope you get her!"

That seemed to satisfy them, that and the fact a truck was drawing up behind Tommy's lorry. So seconds later Halle had never been quite so relieved as Tommy's foot hit the gas and they sped off from the makeshift roadblock. She continued to suck him off as he drove on until a couple of miles down the road he came top a stop again and spoke down to her.

"Alright Missy come out of there now, reckon we're past the worst now."

With saliva dripping from Halle's lips she manoeuvred herself out of the footwell and flashed a genuinely thankful smile at the driver.

"Um, thanks, they would have killed me, you know."

"Sure, sure. Now that you're seated again get that mouth back on my cock, you can finish me off sitting there."

And Halle did just that, she leaned over the old leather chair and placed her head in his crotch again and sucked him long and hard until her came, flooding her mouth with a foul, tasting seed. She licked his shrinking dick of all the slime and sat up again, with saliva and cum dripping from her lips. She knew she shouldn't smile, not after being forced to pleasure yet another man, but just the elation of her escape from the woods was too much for her and she flashed her big, white teeth at Tommy.

"You like that Missy? Well I'll give myself a couple of hours to recover than I'll stop at a truck stop and you can pay the second part of the deal, OK?"

Halle nodded, already thinking of what she would do with her freedom.

*

Halle paid her debt to the driver in full in the confines of a disgustingly stinking, stained, dirty men's room further up the road. Tommy gave her an old checkered shirt of his from the back of his cab and even in that old rag she looked damned sexy when she demounted from his cab, her long, black legs attracting plenty of admiring glances from other truckers at the stop. They ignored everybody in the joint and headed straight to the men's room and then into a cramped cubicle. It was all going to have to be Halle's efforts here, Tommy was so fat he could barely move in those environs. So she slipped off his shirt and dropped his jeans before wrapping her legs around him and grinding her pussy against his stiffening dick.

In her mind this was going to be Halle's last fuck against her will in this hell and with that in mind unconsciously she actually took some pleasure in fucking Tommy. Her big tits were jammed right up in his face, so that he could suck and nibble on them and he shoved her back against the door to the cubicle and fucked her hard up against it. She moaned and groaned and was aware that people were coming into the restroom outside but didn't care as she continued to fuck the trucker, squeezing his cock between her pussy walls until her gasped and shot his load deep in her cunt. It was the nearest Halle had been to cumming herself in weeks but she managed to control herself and disengaged her sweating body from the fat driver and look him in the eye.

"We're even now. I'm going to take your shirt and walk out of here and get a lift from someone else, thanks Tommy, you saved my life back there."

Tommy just nodded and collapsed onto the toilet seat as Halle shrugged his shirt back on.

"Goddamn! Hell of a morning!" was all he could gasp.

*

In the car park Halle attracted plenty of attention but she shunned pretty much all of it. After weeks in the hands and clutches of redneck, hillbilly bastards she was looking for something very different for the next part of her journey, something infinitely blacker!

Her next lift came in the form of a van driver called Max. He was headed back to the city and was only too happy to have some sexy company on that long journey. He was a youngish African American and his eyes seemed transfixed by the dark skinned Goddess he had picked up. But not for the reason Halle suspected (her long, uncovered legs). A couple of hours later Max stopped at another truck stop to take a comfort break, leaving Halle milling about the café, enjoying her freedom but perhaps she wouldn't have enjoyed it as much if she could have heard Max's phone conversation.

"HI Vince? It's Max, Max Lord. Never guess what I picked up, only that damned lawyer bitch that took out the loan from you and skipped town all those months ago. Course I'm sure, recognise the bitch anywhere, she's quite the looker. Yeah sure, I won't let on, we'll hit town about nine tonight, yeah, sure I'll drop her off at your place, don't worry."

In an air conditioned office hundreds of miles away loan shark and extortionist Vince McNeil cracked his knuckles and laughed and imagined all the things he was going to do to this bitch that had seemingly ripped him off all those months ago........