SPECIAL BREW
The old wooden sign on the rusty gate bore a roughly-painted message: Private Land. No Access. Trespassers Will Be Shot. The gate creaked as it opened onto a muddy yard of dirt and gravel. Beyond, a large old house loomed against the evening sky. Yellow light gleamed dimly behind shabby gray curtains in an downstairs window.
"I don't like the look of this place," Jenny whispered. "Let's go back to the car."
"The car broke down, remember?" Jackie replied, sighing in frustration. "That's why we walked all the way to this farm. To get some help, right?"
Jenny gave an anxious sigh, before following her friend through the gate. Both girls were nineteen and in their first semester at university. They looked like a pair of pretty sisters, though in fact they were unrelated. Both girls were slim and petite, with long hair and blue eyes. Jackie was a true blonde, while Jenny's tresses were naturally copper-colored but dyed a deep fiery red. The two friends had driven out of the city in Jackie's car, enjoying a picnic in the woods and a hike up a mountain. On the return journey, however, Jackie took a wrong turn down an old track which turned out to be a road to nowhere. Then, to make matters worse, the car broke down before they got back to the highway. A three-mile trudge across fields and streams had brought them to this lonely farm in the wilderness, just as a black night fell across the desolate land.
Jackie walked wearily up to the farmhouse door and knocked firmly upon it. "Hello?" she called. "Is anybody home?"
The girls heard heavy footsteps behind the door, which slowly opened to reveal a dimly-lit room. From the shadows a dark shape loomed into view, and a male voice growled: "What do you want? We don't take kindly to visitors."
"Please, mister!" Jenny burbled desperately. "Our car broke down on an old track. We're lost, and we need to get help. Can we use your telephone to call our boyfriends?"
"No phones here, little lady. But maybe we can help you anyway. Wait here while I fetch my wife."
Jenny and Jackie exchanged optimistic smiles while the man shuffled away. He returned quickly, and now the girls saw him more clearly. He was older than they expected, perhaps in his early fifties, or maybe he just looked older than he was. He was a huge, overweight slob with a shaven head and repulsive features. He wore dirty blue jeans and a torn denim shirt. Behind him there now appeared a woman of similar height and girth, her heavy body bulging under a filthy gray dress. Like her husband she was monstrous and ugly. Her hair was a straggly mane of greasy black strands, flecked with wisps of silver. She gave a manic yellow-toothed smile when she saw the two girls.
"Sure, we'll help you kids out of trouble," she said. "My man Drake has a big truck in the shed. He'll drive you to the town, sure he will. But first you two look like you need a warm drink." She slapped her husband's shoulder and growled: "Move it, Drake. Go fetch the truck, while I give these pretty strangers some of my special soup."
Drake lumbered away to the rear of the house. Jenny and Jackie waited in the doorway while the woman poured two cups of steaming liquid from a black iron flask. "This is Big Linda's Brew," she explained, handing the cups to the girls. "Named after my own special recipe. Drink it in one deep gulp and it will make all your troubles disappear."
"It smells kind of weird, Linda," Jackie muttered, wrinkling her nose as she sniffed the soup.
"Just drink it!" Linda growled. "That's right, pretty baby. One big mouthful. Good girl!"
Jenny watched her friend drain the cup, before doing likewise. "Ugh!" she spluttered, after swallowing the dregs. "It tastes horrible!"
"I feel kind of dizzy," Jackie mumbled, as the cup tumbled out of her hand to smash on the floor. She teetered and staggered, leaning against the wall as her knees began to tremble. "My God," she murmured drowsily. "What's happening?"
Jenny gave no answer. Her eyelashes fluttered and her legs buckled. With a soft whimpering groan she collapsed on the floor at Linda's feet.
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A sniggering laugh woke Jenny from a deep, dreamless slumber. She tried to sit up, but found to her dismay that she could not move her arms. Terror clutched her heart when she realized that her wrists were tied to a timber floor, as were her ankles. She was lying on her back in some kind of old wooden shack. Everything seemed dim and shadowy, until her eyes grew accustomed to the faint yellow light of a kerosene lamp in the high ceiling. Her limbs felt painfully stretched, so she tugged at the rope restraints. But all she could do was squirm her slender body from side to side.
She was completely nude. All her clothes had been removed and her legs were splayed wide. Her ankles were tied securely to iron pegs hammered into the floor. She suddenly felt hideously vulnerable and very exposed. Her eyes blinked rapidly and she whimpered in fear.
Again she heard a snigger, followed by a male voice whispering. Turning her head to the right, she saw Jackie lying bound and naked a few feet away. Drake and Linda were with her. The strange middle-aged couple were still clothed, but Drake's trousers were undone. His huge erection touched Jackie's thigh as he knelt beside her, on her right. His large hands ran feverishly over her body, squeezing her pert breasts and stroking her silky blonde hair. His wife crouched between Jackie's splayed thighs like a gigantic cat. Jenny cried out in distress when she saw Linda's tongue dart forth to lick Jackie's vagina.
"Let her go, you savage brutes!" she yelled, yanking helplessly in her bonds.
A lewd chuckle from Drake silenced her protest. "The red-haired bitch is awake at last," he said.
"Good," Linda replied, lifting her head briefly. "But I ain't finished with this one yet."
Tossing her tangled black hair behind her shoulders she resumed the licking, pressing her lips to Jackie's cunt while teasing the girl's clitoris with the tip of her tongue. Jenny observed the scene with revulsion. Seeing a large, grotesque, overweight female performing cunnilingus on a terrified young blonde was far more horrible than anything in Jenny's worst nightmares. She began to sob and weep, bucking frantically against the ropes until her wrists and ankles ached. Her red hair flailed the dusty floor of the shack as her slender teenage body writhed helplessly.
Jackie lay moaning and gasping, her bound limbs tensing against the horror of being intimately licked by a repulsive older woman. She found the sensation even more disgusting than the touch of Drake's sweaty fingers on her skin, though when the leering hulk bent his head to kiss her nipples she screamed in panic. Mercifully, the tongue in her cunt eventually withdrew, leaving her panting and whimpering, but the respite turned out to be brief. Linda sat up and crawled away, shuffling on her knees towards Jenny. Jackie breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart quailed when Drake heaved his bulky torso on top of her. His hot breath stank in her nostrils as he kissed her face. With a lecherous grunt he supported his weight on his chubby arms while maneuvering his massive cock between Jackie's thighs. She closed her eyes, preparing her mind and body for what was to come.
Her spine arched up from the floor when the bulbous tip of Drake's penis slipped into her cunt. His rock-hard shaft slid along her slick young hole until its nine-inch length lay embedded in her soft flesh. Then, while the frightened college girl lay bound and defenseless, Drake leisurely fucked her with deep, slow thrusts. Sweat dripped from his shaven head as he bent his neck to lick her jiggling tits. Like a slavering beast, the fat middle-aged farmer trailed his thick tongue around the teenager's pink nipples before shoving it in her mouth to stifle her screams.
While Jackie was being ravished by Drake, her friend endured the perverted attentions of his wife. Linda's lust for the tender meat of a fresh young vagina seemed insatiable. Her hungry tongue slithered around inside Jenny's cunt until the horrified redhead almost fainted in disgust. To make the ordeal even worse, Linda pushed two sturdy fingers through the elastic ring of Jenny's anus to ream her virgin rectum. This despicable intrusion made Jenny squirm and twitch, her blue eyes widening in horror as the fingers relentlessly probed her backside. Linda lifted her head to chuckle at her victim's torment, before calling across to her husband.
"Hey, big guy!" she yelled. "When you've finished fucking the blonde, you might want to shove your dick inside her friend's juicy young butt. I swear this redhead has the tightest ass in the state."
"Okay!" Drake replied hoarsely. "I'll be right over. I'm nearly done here."
"I sure hope so," Linda snarled. "I reckon my thirsty cunt needs some sweet wet licks from Blondie's tongue. So hurry up and squirt your jizz."
"Hey, Linda!" Drake rasped breathlessly, though without halting his thrusts. "If the redhead's rear chute is so tight, maybe you need to relax her muscles before I stick my prick inside?"
"I'll give her a few sips of my special brew," Linda answered, licking her lips as she again lowered her head towards Jenny's gaping slit. "But only after I've had another taste of her pretty little pussy."
Jenny stiffened her body, biting her lip anxiously as teardrops spilled from her eyes. She stared blankly up at the wooden beams in the roof, even as her labia parted gently to receive the moist tip of the depraved lesbian's tongue. She closed her eyes and wondered if the police had already found Jackie's car. Perhaps they were already searching the wilderness? Perhaps the horror and degradation would soon be over?
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Special Brew. Copyright � Brendan X 2006.