Mothers and Daughters Ch. 08

There was a dresser in the room to Vera's right mounted by a large rectangular mirror. Vera had excellent eyesight and when she turned to the mirror she saw vividly in clear detail their copulation. Seeing them fucking was an extra turn on for her. The contrast between his coal black skin color and her pale white complexion was startling and intriguing. The sight of seeing her fucking while she was actually fucking was more erotic than she could have ever imagined.

This visual treat also set her mind racing in a new direction. The other day when she had suggested to Michael that she would not have minded bearing his children they both knew it was idle chit chat not meant to be taken seriously. As Rodney started speeding up his pace and was now vigorously fucking her, she came to the realization that she actually would truly desire to bear at least one child with him. Just as she was about to lose her mind to a passionate orgasm, she vowed herself to have her IUD removed at the earliest opportunity. After all she reasoned with Larry's support monies she could easily afford another child and with Natasha she had already proved to herself that she could manage school and work while being a mother.

That was the last sentient thought Vera had before she succumbed to a powerful orgasm. She was unaware of reality as her pleasures overwhelmed her. She screamed and not in a quiet voice either. She screamed inanities, meaningless words or expressions devoid of any sense, and offering no insight as to what was happening to her. The sound of her screams was very eerie. Pain and agony components were equally evident with pleasure and joy.

When she started to recover, she became embarrassed as she realized how she had reacted. She felt like an utter fool as to her mind her screams were absolutely childish and she could not help wonder why she could not have had better control of herself. After all she certainly had made no noise on the two occasions she was fucked by Larry; but then again she did not have an orgasm either. Admittedly she was very vocal in her orgasms when fucking with Michael and Ebony but she suspected she was then within the bounds of decorum.

She knew enough that guys expected and reveled in orgasms of their female partners. The more passionate the orgasm the more they believed the same was induced by their presumed superior love-making. However Vera also believed that there was a line of decorum in such matters whereby beyond it guys would not tolerate. Now she did not know where that line of decorum was but she knew she had truly and well crossed it in this case. She believed she should have restrained herself and she was ashamed of her utter lack of will power. However as she was continuing to calm down she was relieved to notice that Rodney by his demeanor exhibited no apparent distaste or disgust at her antics. To diffuse her distress and soothe herself she decided to act like she was blasé.

She tried to adopt a cavalier attitude be saying, "I believe I really would like that drink now. A gin and tonic if you have it will do me nicely. Perhaps I can get it drunk before we get distracted again."

"Distracted? Is that how you characterize our activity?"

Now Vera delighted in expressing euphemisms especially in sexual banter so she said, "Well you do make my pussy sing..."

Vera stopped in mid sentence as she realized the literal meaning of what she was saying drew attention to the sounds she had made in their love-making. She turned a beet red as she recalled that she also had farted during her orgasm and loud enough that Rodney must have noticed. Rodney was laughing as he was now used to and enjoyed Vera's speech tendencies.

Noticing though her distress and suspecting the cause of it he assured her, "Vera there's no denying that you are enthusiastic in sex but that's nothing to be ashamed of. Worthwhile guys, and I modestly include myself in that category, prefer their gals to be energetic and not a cold fish. OK then gin and tonic coming right up."

Vera was mollified by Rodney's words. She was momentarily in dread that he must have been horrified by her antics and would have nothing further to do with her. Taking his words at face value she was relieved that he was not annoyed with her so she smiled and replied, "Yes well please hurry up with that drink. I think I would like to be distracted again. Perhaps after a few sips."

"Your wish is my command. I can guarantee that further distractions are definitely on the agenda."

Rodney returned with the drinks, Jack and Coke for him, and they relaxed sitting side by side on the bed, with their backs resting on pillows jammed against the headboard. As they sipped their drinks, they were silent as each was lost in thought.

On Rodney's part he reflected on the fact that Vera was easily the most beautiful woman he had fucked, and he had fucked some very fine looking women. She was also the least pretentious about her beauty though. Even when she flaunted her nakedness at him, it was done on the universal understanding that males (heterosexual ones that is) wanted to fuck females. So Vera was merely displaying her female charms to show him what was in store for him. There was no suggestion by Vera's coquettish behavior that she deemed herself a raving beauty such that he should consider himself lucky and extremely fortunate that she would condescend to allow him her body. Quite the contrary she gave signals that she considered herself fortunate that he considered her worthwhile to fuck.

He was bemused by her apprehension that he might be horrified by her very excessive, presumed by her, vocal and demonstrative orgasm. His reaction to her orgasm was the exact opposite to her fear in that he was honestly elated. Since she had implied embarrassment at her forceful orgasm she inadvertently confessed that she was unduly affected by their copulation more so than she would have expected. The obvious conclusion is that there was chemistry between them. His ego and male pride could not be any larger by this evidence that he was capable of sexually gratifying such a gorgeous creature as Vera Starikovich.

Rodney appreciated that their difference of race was of absolutely no concern or issue to Vera. When he was with and fucked other white women, he always could discern their condescension, however deeply disguised. He was always under the impression that these women always considered their sex with him as a lark not to be taken seriously; just a trifle interlude in their lives.

Vera was a completely different kettle of fish. Although she was definitely not chaste and he suspected if they had a relationship she just might cheat on him, still their relationship would be meaningful to her and as authentic as she was capable of in committing to any man.

Michael had told him of her remark to him about seeing no difference between black or white cock. Vera behaved in word and deed congruently to that assertion during this whole evening.

As he considered all these good qualities of Vera it struck him how modest she was. Rodney was amazed at Vera's accomplishments which she did not deem as a big deal. She was pregnant at thirteen; ran away from home so she could have her child; found work to provide for her and her child's livelihood; went to school; got a high school education at a prestigious private school mind you; and was now accepted at the University of Chicago which she would enter next fall. As a school teacher, himself, he knew full well that most teenagers could not possibly have achieved what she had accomplished.

Yet Vera downplayed her achievements by pointing out the luck of having the Williams sisters and particularly Ruth Williams to help her. She pointed out also that her present financial comfort was based on the largesse of her child's father. Vera had given no details about this matter and of course Rodney knew he was in no position to pry. Still Rodney believed that the help she had did not diminish her success.

The more Rodney thought about it the more evident it became that Vera Starikovich was probably the most impressive woman he was likely to personally encounter. And besides all that she was great in bed! The sex he just had with her was easily by far the best sex he ever had and he had had his fair share. Rodney concluded that this was definitely not going to be a one night stand and that Vera was going to be more than a fuck buddy.

Vera for her part was only thinking about her decision to have a child by Rodney. She realized that she might be naïve in believing this was a wise or desirable decision but she just could not ignore her feelings. True she hardly knew Rodney but her instincts told her he was THE MAN. Besides she was religious enough to believe that if God did not mean for her to have a child by Rodney then she would not get pregnant birth control or no birth control.

While they were sipping their drinks and just silently indulging in their private thoughts they were absentmindedly caressing each other's bodies. Vera was idly stroking Rodney's penis and he in turn was playing with her tits and occasionally straying to play with her cunt. Their casual mutual touching eventually put them in the mood for yet another intimacy.

Rodney thus commanded, ""Vera, get on your hands and knees. Stick your pretty ass up in the air and I'll fuck you from behind."

"Really? Oh goody! I love being fucked that way."

"I think you are pulling my leg, Vera. Some girls I've asked have refused thinking it's a disgusting position. The girls that have complied made no bones about how they did not enjoy it."

"Not me. When I was a little girl about eight or nine, I spent a week at a horse breeding farm; a school friend had invited me to visit with her family. One day as I was alone and standing next to a corral, I watched fascinated as a stallion mounted a mare. Although I did not know much about sex at the time, I knew enough to identify myself with the mare. I was wondering what she was feeling as I instinctively knew she was enjoying what was happening to her. The memory of this incident was seared in my mind ever since as I knew I would want to experience a similar sensation. So oh yes I liked being fucked that way. Just hold on a second as I get ready."

Rodney's cock had hardened upon hearing Vera's words. It became steel hard as he became aware that she was actually relishing in participating in a sexual act that most other females he was aware of abhorred. He realized that despite relatively little sexual experience, Vera was a bundle of surprises and more adventurous than the more sophisticated other lovers he had fucked.

Before he could speculate further, Vera had gotten into position and was wiggling her ass provocatively inviting some action. Rodney's cock was absolutely as stiff as it could get. Vera spread her thighs and calves as far apart as possible to allow him to be between them.

As he got behind her, he surprised her, "Before I fuck you perhaps I can first satisfy that secret desire you expressed when you first showed me your pretty little ass hole."

Suiting his words to action he parted her ass cheeks and started licking the crack of her ass, her ass hole and then sticking his tongue in her rectum.

She squeaked and cooed in obvious delight, "Oh Rodney! Oh God! Oh Rodney! That's good! That's so fucking good! I love it! Oh I'm wet! I'm so wet for you!"

Unbelievably his cock got even harder and was almost getting painful for him. Reluctantly he quit licking her ass, and got closer to penetrate her. He guided his solid cock into her dripping cunt, and she squealed in ecstasy as she felt herself being filled up. Once he had his cock solidly in her pussy he draped himself over her so he could reach and fondle her breasts as he was fucking her.

The fucking was incredible for her. This position allowed maximum penetration and she could feel his cock reach and touch her womb. She grunted at each thrust. She entered a new stage of ecstasy. She believed it was impossible for her to be any happier. She could now detect the origin and onslaught of yet another fantastic orgasm which she now knew he would not hold it against. How lucky can she be was really her last sentient thought.

He had now increased his pace of fucking to frantic so she knew he was about to cum. And as she felt his cum starting to flood her vagina she started to cum herself. Suddenly during her orgasm she felt something fall on her shoulder blades. She simultaneously felt Rodney slump on to her back and felt his weight heavy on her. Before she could process these sensations and react she felt a hand and a cloth placed on her face covering her mouth and nose. Then she passed out.

When Vera woke up she found herself still naked spread eagled on her back on a wrought iron bed. Her hands secured by handcuffs were manacled to the headboard and her legs were secured by rope attached to the foot of the bed. In addition there looked like a hospital IV was hooked up to her arm. As her hands and legs were chained she obviously could not unhook this attachment to her body.

She was in a huge room which she later learned was an empty office room of an unused storage warehouse. There was little in way of furniture; a large rectangular board with mirrors on each side; a fairly large television set on a stand; a chest of drawers and on it was a contraption which Vera was to learn was a homemade electric shock machine; an area rug; and ominously a block and tackle set up. There also was a space heater and a lonely light bulb both turned on. There were heavy curtains covering the windows thus disguising the time of the day. To the other side of the bed there was a wooden hard back chair with a burlap bag on it. The bag obviously contained an object.

As she was observing all this, the door opened, and an odd looking man entered. He was relatively short about five and a half feet tall. He was pudgy and wore a moustache which gave him a slight resemblance to Adolf Hitler except he was half bald unlike the late dictator. Although the resemblance was only slight still it was enough to cause Vera to shudder as she sensed evil was about to befall her. As the man came to a stop next to the chair, he spoke in perfect English slightly surprising Vera as she almost expected a German accent, "Ah Ms Starikovich I see you have finally awakened. I was beginning to fear you were going to rival Sleeping Beauty for duration of slumber."

Unnerved that he knew her name, Vera blurted, "Who the fuck are you? Why am I here? Where is Rodney?"

The man reached for the burlap back and pulled out a decapitated human head; Rodney's head. Holding Rodney's head by its hair directly in front of Vera, he said:l, "I presume this is the Rodney you are referring to?"

Vera shrieked in horror and then vomited. She had turned her head when she was hurling, but parts of her vomit inevitably stuck on her face and in her hair. The man got on and stood on the chair. Removing his cock from its clothing confines he started urinating on Vera's face and as he was chuckling he said, "Lucky for you I needed to piss so I could help clean up after you."

As Vera was enduring the humiliation of being pissed upon, she was in constant horror as to what had just transpired. Given her current situation, being humiliated was the least of her worries. She now realized that she was imprisoned by a murderous fiend possibly insane. If she was to take at face value his assertion that he was urinating on her face for the sole purpose of ridding her vomit from her body, then it was a distinct possibility that he was insane. If he was insane then she felt she had no chance.

Paradoxically, if he was rationally evil then she thought by using her wits there might be an opportunity to escape. Bearing this in mind, after she finished barfing, she asked, "Who are you? Why are you holding me prisoner- I have done you no harm? Why have you killed Rodney? I am pretty sure he has likewise done no harm to you?"

"He's a nigger!"

Oh my God, thought Vera, he's a fucking lunatic racist. Before she would let the terror take over, she knew she was doomed if she exhibited fear to him. So to retain any chance to best him she opted to act cool, calm and collected.

In this vein she responded, "You are just stating a fact not a reason for killing him."

The man was taken aback at Vera's boldness. In his mind he had judged her to be a dumb blonde bimbo. How else could he account for her fucking a nigger as he considered Rodney to be in his own mind? It was inconceivable to him that any decent white woman would have consensual sex with a black man. Thus for his own sanity he had to assume that Vera was a professional prostitute, and he treated her accordingly.

So he scornfully replied, "It's one thing for him being a nigger and knowing his place, but it's another thing for him to stick his black ugly prick into a white woman and impregnate her. That's the way these niggers are planning to defeat us white folks, by polluting our pure blood. I see it as my mission to stop this miscegenation."

Vera shuddered at the man's vicious racial vitriol. She could not think of anyone back in her hometown of Crystal Springs, Mississippi as being so outrageous in racial hatred. Despite his uncouth speech resembling the worst stereotypical southern cracker, he seemed to be well educated as evidenced by his phraseology. Thus, Vera suspected she was going to get nowhere by debating with him.

So she changed tactics by asking, "What's that you have hooked up to my arm? Are you slowly poisoning me?"

"It's a hospital IV; it will prevent you from getting dehydrated and keep you alive between the times I feed you."

Vera cringed as his words seem to imply he was intending to keep her permanently imprisoned and shackled to the bed. For the moment dismissing all negative thoughts she further probed, A hospital IV? Do you work at a hospital?"

"Yes I am Dr Frank Slaughter, forensic pathologist at North Central Memorial."

Vera gasped at this new bit of knowledge. Obviously being a pathologist explained why he was presumably able to extract Rodney's head easily from his body, and what a grim appropriate name to this villain. She also noted that Ruth worked at this hospital but given his anathema to blacks she knew it was not useful to her to reveal this fact to him. As a further coincidence this was the same hospital where she gave birth to her daughter Natasha. Vera shuddered at the notion that this hospital which was previously a source of happy reminiscences for her was now apparently to become the symbol of the evil that she was about to face.

Revealing his name to her, reinforced the idea that he was not intending to let her go; a conclusion she had already reached given his murder of Rodney. Since he seemed to be intent on keeping her alive for some time, she knew she had some time to come with a strategy to affect an escape. However she knew that if she did not escape she would eventually suffer the same fate as Rodney.

While Vera was pondering her options Slaughter said:, "I'm going to insert this pill in your mouth and I want you to satisfy me by demonstrating that you have swallowed it. If I am not satisfied I will force another pill in your mouth and if I am not satisfied that you have not ingested both of these pills I will start cutting body parts off. You will definitely miss any body part I sever. Do you understand?"

In reply Vera opened her mouth and he popped the pill into her mouth. She swallowed it and opened her mouth to demonstrate she had indeed swallowed it whole. Slaughter was satisfied and left her alone for thirty minutes to allow the pill to take effect. During his absence she stared at the mirror to see if the pill had any physical effects on her but there was none. The only effect she could discern was that her arms and legs felt heavy and paralyzed as she could no longer wiggle her fingers or her toes.