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Archive for March, 2009

Waitress Du Jour

Monday, March 30th, 2009

By Luckytom44


Kathy Elliot was nineteen years old and had been working at Jerry’s Diner since graduating high school the previous year. She was a pretty girl with large brown eyes, a pixie nose and full lips. Her long dark brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail as the food service regulations required. She was currently wearing a white, short sleeve shirt dress that buttoned to the waist. The V of the collar was cut just deep enough to show the beginnings of the cleavage of her firm, young breasts. The dress flared to a full skirt below her trim waist and ended just above the knees of her long, shapely legs. The collar, cuffs and buttons of the dress were red, as was the two inch wide belt that she wore. Her shoes were white leather flats. This was the standard uniform of a waitress at Jerry’s. Kathy glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. Eight-thirty. Still an hour and a half till closing. It had been a busy night at Jerry’s Diner, and Kathy was looking forward to closing up and going home. Kathy was working the twelve booths along the wall while Bill Davis, a college student and part time waiter, worked the counter. Jerry, the owner, was cooking as he usually did. Three booths were occupied by couples, one by four high school boys, and one by two elderly ladies. Three men, each alone, sat spaced out at the counter. No one paid attention when the front door of the diner opened. The blast of the twelve gauge shotgun in the enclosed space was deafening. Plaster fell to the floor beneath the hole that was torn in the ceiling by the double ought buck shot. Confusion reigned as eleven men, all brandishing firearms, ran screaming through the restaurant, yelling at everyone to move to the back wall. Kathy, Bill and all the customers were herded to the rear. Jerry was forced out of the kitchen with a gun in his back and made to join the others at the back wall. In moments, they were all under the control of the intruders. The eleven who stood in front of the hostages were cut from the same mould. All were big, dirty looking men with long, greasy hair and several days growth of beard. They all wore dirty blue jeans, t-shirts, and leather vests which proclaimed them to be members of the Shadows, an outlaw motorcycle gang. The smell that they carried with them indicated that they hadn’t bathed in days. “J.D., get the ‘closed’ sign put up in the window and lock the door. Cosmos, you close the blinds.” Two of the bikers moved towards the front without question, indicating that the one who spoke was the leader. “Listen,” Jerry stammered, “we won’t make any trouble, The money’s in the register, all of it. Take it, it’s yours.” Without a word, the one with the shotgun stepped forward and with a sweeping motion, hit Jerry in the temple with the butt of the gun, knocking him to the floor. “Let that be a lesson to all of you assholes.” The leader growled. “Nobody says shit unless I ask them a fucking question.” “You tell ‘em, Mule.” one of the gang members said to the leader. “Okay.” Mule said, looking at the terrified group before him. “We’re gonna take up a collection, just like in church. ‘Cept here, you donate everything. Wallets, watches, rings every fucking thing. Mongo, Animal, pass among the faithful.” Two of the gang members came forward, each carrying a cloth bag into which each person was forced to drop their valuables. Meanwhile, Mule went to the cash register and emptied it, stuffing the money into his pockets. In no time at all, everything of value had been confiscated. Most gang members by this time had helped themselves to beer from the cooler and were sprawled on stools or in booths, as if they were in no hurry to leave. Mule sat on a stool at the counter and took a long pull at his bottle of beer as he perused the available females. Two of them were fucking antiques, dried out and older than dirt. One was fat, a real sweat hog. Another was in her forties, and would have been acceptable if there had been nothing else available. Of the last two, one was a cute little thing, maybe twenty three or twenty four, and with her husband. Mule was normally fond of fucking broads in front of their husbands, hearing the cunt crying and begging while her wimp old man stood by and watched helplessly. Unfortunately, this one was pregnant. It would have been okay if she had only been five or six months gone, but this one looked like she was going to drop the kid any minute. She was HUGE, and that was a turn off to Mule. But that little waitress, there was just something about that little waitress. Mule finished his beer and flipped the empty bottle over the counter where it shattered on the floor. Belching loudly, he stood up and stepped in front of the terrified group. “You.” he nodded towards Kathy. “Come here.” Kathy began trembling with fear, slowly shaking her head from side to side. Mule looked down at the floor and motioned to Kathy with his hand as he said “Come on. Let’s go.” Kathy looked around at the other hostages, but all of them averted their gaze. Terrified, she stepped slowly towards Mule until she stood in front of him. “P-please,” she whimpered, “please d-don’t hurt me.” Mule placed his hands gently on her shoulders. “Hurt you? Why, sweetheart, nobodies going to hurt you.” With that, he grabbed Kathy’s collar and in one vicious move, tore the top of her dress open, scattering buttons across the floor and exposing the white lace bra she wore. Kathy screamed and tried to fight as Mule pulled the dress off of her shoulders and down around her arms. “Stop it! PLEASE stop it!” Kathy pleaded as Mule crushed her body against his. His face was buried in her neck and one hand brutally groped her ass. “Leave me alone! STOP it! Let GO of me!” “Go man, go! Rip her open!” one of the gang members yelled. “Help me! Somebody please HELP me!” Kathy felt her panic rising as Mule began dragging her towards one of the booths. “Oh no! Don’t do this! PLEASE don’t do this!” Mule threw Kathy onto her back in the booth and landed on top of her. He clamped his mouth to hers and forced his tongue into her mouth. His breath was foul, tasting of beer and stale cigarettes. He smelled as if it had been days since he had showered. Kathy began retching as Mule’s hands roamed over her body. She managed to pull her mouth free as she felt his hand move between her legs and begin to tear the crotch from her pantyhose. “HELP me! Please, somebody HELP ME! Don’t let him DO this!” Kathy screamed as she tried in vain to push Mule off of her. The other hostages could see that Kathy’s dress was bunched around her waist, they could see her legs protruding from the booth, kicking in the air as she fought futility against the large man on top of her. “Oh God, NO! Please DON’T!” Kathy screamed as she felt him pressing the head of his dick against her. She felt him forcing her open and entering her body. She twisted her body, trying to escape from the intruding organ, but he continued forcing himself deeper into her. “Make him STOP! Somebody PLEASE make him STOP! Oh God, it HURTS!” the hostages could hear Kathy’s anguished pleas as they watched Mule’s ass moving as he drove himself into her. They watched her legs protruding from each side of his body, kicking uselessly. “Oh NO! Please no MORE! NO! NO! STOP! PLEASE STOP! EEEIIIIIIIAAAHHHH!!” Kathy screamed as Mule finally drove himself completely into her. Her head snapped back and her back arched in pain. The hostages saw Kathy’s legs snap straight and begin quivering as the scream escaped her throat, and they knew that Mule’s dick was now buried in her trembling body. They could see Mule’s back above the table of the booth; they could see his hips thrusting as he drove himself relentlessly into the helpless girl beneath him. “St-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please st-stop!” Kathy pleaded through her tears as Mule continued viciously raping her. “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!” The hostages could hear Kathy moan with each inward thrust, with each invasion of her depths. She had never imagined she could feel such pain and frustration. And then the shame washed over her as she realized that she was being used in full view of the other hostages. They could all SEE what was happening to her! “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh God! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! St-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P- please!” Mule began increasing the pace of his assault. The hostages could hear Kathy’s moans of pain increase in frequency and volume as they watched Mule’s hips pistoning ever faster. They could hear the groans beginning deep in the big, dirty biker’s throat and knew he was approaching orgasm. Kathy knew it, too, and the thought of this animal depositing his sperm inside her was both terrifying and revolting. “P-please! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Don’t c-cum in me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please not –ooohh- inside of m-me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!” Mule continued driving into Kathy, harder and harder, faster and faster, his grunts and groans of pleasure echoing in Kathy’s ear. She could tell he was getting close, she could feel him swelling inside of her. She tried pushing him off of her, tried to get his dick out of her before he could cum. The hostages could see Mule’s frantic pace, could see Kathy’s desperate struggle against him. While most were disgusted by the spectacle, more than one of them felt a twinge of excitement as they watched this young girl being viciously raped. “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Don’t! Please DON’T! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Not inside me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Please not INSIDE MEEEE OOOOOHH GOD NOOOOOO!!!” Kathy felt Mule’s dick throbbing, felt him shooting his thick, hot cum deep inside of her. She felt it washing through her, coating her insides. The watching hostages also knew that Mule had blown his load inside the body of the trembling young waitress. One of them nearly orgasmed himself as he watched Mule drain his balls inside Kathy. Gradually, Mule slowed to a stop and collapsed on top of the sobbing girl. Kathy lay crying with Mule still on top of her. She felt the tears rolling down the side of her face and into her sweat soaked hair. She felt nauseous, her stomach turning as she fought the urge to vomit. She felt Mule’s dick softening inside her, gradually losing it’s length and thickness. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kathy felt Mule lifting himself off of her, felt him withdrawing from her as he climbed out of the booth. She felt his cum begin to leak from her body, running into the crack of her ass. The hostages watched as Mule buckled his pants while he walked back to the counter and picked up the beer that J.D. had set out for him. They watched as Kathy began slowly sitting up, using the table to pull herself up while slowly swinging her feet to the floor. They saw her tear stained face and the shattered, shocked look in her eyes as she slowly stood up. She steadied herself with one hand on the table, while the other gripped her stomach. Kathy began walking slowly, hesitantly, towards the other hostages as J.D. came around from behind the counter. J.D. stepped in front of Kathy, blocking her way. She looked up at him, saw the evil grin on his face, and she knew. “Oh, no.” she whimpered as the tears rolled down her face. “Oh, please, no more. No more. Please don’t hurt me anymore.” Kathy screamed as J.D. grabbed her and began wrestling her to the floor. She tried fighting, but he was too big, too strong. Kathy landed on her back on the cold tiles with J.D. on top of her. His face was buried in her neck, licking and chewing while his hands played over her body. She felt him pull her bra down off of her breasts, felt his mouth lock onto one of her nipples and begin sucking. Through the tears in her eyes, she could see people all around her, gang members and hostages both, watching as J.D. continued assaulting her body. “Please!” Kathy pleaded to the watching hostages, “Please help me. Don’t let him. Please don’t let him!” The hostages stood still, watching as J.D. mauled Kathy. J.D. pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist as he used his knees to force her legs apart. She felt his hand move between them and begin unfastening his pants. Her body trembled with terror as she felt him guiding his dick to the entrance to her body. “Stop it! Get OFF of me! Oh, God PLEASE get off of me!” Kathy begged as J.D. prepared to enter her. “Oooohhhh nnnoooooo!” Kathy cried out as J.D.’s meat slid easily into her cum lubricated vagina. “Oh please, NO! No MORE! Oh please, leave me ALONE!” Kathy’s body twisted, her heels dug against the floor, her hands pushed against J.D.’s hips as she tried to disengage him from her. Nothing worked, and the big biker kept her pinned to the floor, his weight crushing her as he drove himself into her with all the viciousness he could muster. “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! No! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Please stop!” Kathy moaned and pleaded as J.D. slid his dick in and out of her battered vagina. The hostages continued watching as the rape continued. They could see Kathy spread out on the tile floor, her face glistening with sweat. She was crying and moaning as J.D. continued fucking her brutally. Kathy continued begging, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. One of the hostages was paying particular attention to the rape occurring before him, his eyes large and his tongue darting out to moisten his dry lips. He could feel his own balls swelling with excitement as he watched Kathy being brutalized. “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! N-n-no m-more! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please, n-no m-more!” Kathy felt J.D. penetrating her deeper than she had ever felt in her life. She felt as if he were tearing her in two. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. “Oh, please, s-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Y-you’re h-hurting me! Oh, God, please stop!” J.D. grabbed Kathy by the hair and forced his mouth onto hers. She felt his tongue pushing deep into mouth, causing her to gag as he began pounding his dick into her with ever increasing fervour. She knew he was getting close. She couldn’t stand the thought of another load of cum inside her, but she couldn’t break her mouth away to beg for mercy. “Mmmppphhh! Nnnnmmmppphh!” Kathy groaned around J.D.’s tongue as she twisted her body and pushed against his hips. She heard him moaning in his throat as he continued intertwining his tongue with hers. She could feel his dick swelling and stiffening inside her. She pushed against his hips as hard as she could, twisting her body and using her legs to try and buck him off. And then she felt him spraying her insides, felt the heat of his cum flowing into her. The hostages saw Kathy’s body stiffen, saw her begin to tremble as her left hand formed a fist and smacked the floor in frustration. Every one of them knew that J.D. had cum inside her. Satiated, J.D. stood up and fastened his pants as Kathy lay on the floor crying. The hostages could see her laying there, her dress and bra bunched around her waist. Her breasts were exposed, and the lower part of her body was covered by nothing more than her shredded pantyhose. Kathy rolled onto her side and pulled herself into the fetal position as she continued crying. “Scratch! Weasel! Give me a hand here.” Animal said as he climbed off his stool. Scratch and Weasel grabbed Kathy by the arms and pulled her to a standing position. “Leave me alone! Please don’t hurt me anymore! Oh, God, please leave me alone!” Kathy pleaded as Animal began removing what was left of her clothing. In no time. she stood naked in the middle of the floor, held in place by the two bikers. “That’s better.’ muttered Animal. “Get her up on a stool and pin her to the counter.” Scratch and Weasel pulled Kathy to the counter as she pleaded with them to let her go. They pulled her onto a stool, her back against the counter and her arms held straight out to her sides, pinned down on the top of the counter. “Please don’t! Oh, God, PLEASE no more!” Kathy slowly shook her head from side to side as Animal stepped in front of her and pulled his dick from his pants. Kathy saw it standing away from his body, rock hard with the veins bulging along it’s sides. She felt the tears burning her eyes as he stepped between her legs. Kathy could see the other hostages watching as Animal began slipping his dick up inside her. “Help me! Somebody please help me!” Kathy whimpered to the hostages as Animal slid his arms under her legs and lifted. Her legs were now held in the air, Animals elbows under her knees. In this position, Animal could penetrate Kathy to incredible depths. “Oh God! Oh God! Uuuuhhhhooooonnnoooooo!” Kathy groaned as Animal buried his dick deep inside her. With Animal standing in front of Kathy and her legs raised, the hostages could see his dick as he pulled it almost completely out of her before sliding it back in. They could see her legs draped over his arms, her feet bouncing in the air as he stroked himself in and out of her. They could see the sweat beading on her face and chest as Animal began fucking her in earnest. Sadistically, Animal slowly withdrew his dick until only the head was still inside Kathy. He stood there for a moment. barely moving. The hostages watched as Animal suddenly and without warning drove himself violently into Kathy. Kathy’s brow furled, her body jumped and her legs tensed as Animal slammed against her cervix. An agonized scream escaped Kathy’s throat as the pain tore through to her very soul. “STOP it! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! I c-can’t TAKE anymore! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh God, P- PLEASE stop it!” Kathy cried out as she tried twisting her body away from Animal. Her head snapped from side to side as she tried pushing him away with her legs. Try as she might, there was no escape from his thrusting dick. Over and over he drove himself viciously into her, causing her intense pain with each invasion of her depths. The hostages watched helplessly as the brutal gang rape continued. The women were sickened by the sight of Kathy’s ordeal. Most of the men were revolted and angered by the viciousness of the crime. Two felt a slight arousal as they watched the rape, and were deeply ashamed of themselves. One of the hostages, however, was more than slightly aroused, and felt no shame at all. Never had he felt so turned on as he did watching Kathy brutalized over and over before him. Never had his dick been so stiff as it was now. He longed to join in the rape, to sink his dick into Kathy’s helpless, trembling body. He longed to add his own cum to that which was already flooding her insides. He was discovering his latent sadism. “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!” Kathy moaned in pain each time Animal drove into her body, each time he impaled her with his dick. She felt him thrusting into her with ever increasing speed and force. The pain grew worse with each passing second as her insides were savaged by the relentless assault. Her legs were bouncing in the air in time with the thrusting of Animal’s hips. She could feel him getting close, feel him preparing to once again fill her with cum. “No!” Kathy whimpered, “Please don’t! Ohhhh…ooohhhhhnnnoooo!” Animal drove into Kathy with a frenzy. He felt the cum building in his balls, Felt the burning in his dick. And then he exploded inside Kathy’s trembling, battered body, shooting wave after wave of hot cum into her. “Ohhh nnnoooooo! Not again! Oh God not again!” Kathy moaned in anguish as she felt the heat of Animal’s cum spreading through her insides. How could she not get pregnant? With all the cum they were shooting inside her, how could she not get pregnant? Animal kept pumping his meat into Kathy until the last drop of cum had been milked from his balls. Slowing his pace, he finally stopped thrusting into her. He stood there for awhile, enjoying the feel of his dick softening inside the little bitch. Finally, he pulled out of her and dropped her legs. Kathy’s arms were still pinned to top of the counter by Scratch and Weasel. Her shoulder blades were pressed against the front of the counter and her buttocks were on the stool. Her legs hung down towards the floor. She saw Cosmos stand up from one of the booths, finish his beer and drop the bottle to the floor. He began unfastening his pants as he walked towards her. Looking around in panic, she noticed Mule sitting a few stools away. “Please. P-please don’t let him. I c-can’t take it anymore. P-please don’t let him h-hurt me.” she pleaded in a barely audible voice, tears winding their way down her cheeks. Mule broke out in a hearty laugh at the thought of her begging HIM for help! Dumb little cunt! He grabbed another beer. Kathy dropped her head back onto the counter. “Oh God, nnnooooooooo.” she moaned as Cosmos’ dick slid into her. She squeezed her eyes shut as he began rubbing his hands over her breasts while he stroked his meat in and out of her. The hostages looked on as he bent over and began sucking on her nipples while he continued to fuck her. Mule noticed one of the hostages. His eyes were wide as he stared at the rape occurring in front of him. He licked his lips repeatedly as Kathy moaned, cried and begged for mercy. Glancing down, Mule noticed the bulge in the other man’s pants. The fucker was really enjoying the show. Kathy’s head rolled slowly from side to side as Cosmos pounded into her. Holding her by the hips, he jerked her towards him as he drove into her. Scratch and Weasel roughly squeezed and fondled her breasts, adding to the pain and frustration of the rape. Weasel grabbed her face in one hand as he covered her mouth with his, forcing his tongue nearly into her throat. Kathy began twisting her body as she gagged on Weasel’s tongue, inadvertently arousing Cosmos even more. He drove into her with ever increasing ferocity, moaning with pleasure as he brutalized the helpless girl’s body. “Oh shit! Oh fucking SHIT!” Cosmos groaned as he began pumping cum into Kathy’s trembling body. She groaned in frustration around Weasel’s tongue as she felt the heat of this latest load spreading through her. Cosmos continued pounding into her until the last bit of his cum had drained into Kathy. With a sigh of contentment, he pulled his dick out of the brutalized girl. “Oh God, no more! PLEASE no more!” Kathy wined as Mongo immediately stepped between her legs and pushed his dick up inside her. “Please STOP it! You’re k-killing me! Oh God, please!” Mongo relished hearing Kathy begging and pleading. He loved hearing her moan in pain as he drove himself deeply into her. The more she cried, the more pain she felt, the better Mongo liked it. Withdrawing almost all the way from Kathy, Mongo would then drive into her with as much force as possible, over and over again. Kathy’s body would jump and she would cry out in pain each time Mongo drove viciously into her. Bill Davis, the part time waiter, could barely contain himself. He watched fascinated as Mongo continued brutally raping Kathy. He felt his heart pounding as he watched Kathy’s body jerk and twitch each time Mongo drove into her. He felt his balls swelling as he listened to Kathy cry out in pain at each impalement of her body. He felt his mouth go dry as he watched Kathy’s trembling legs bounce in the air in time to Mongo’s vicious thrusting. God, he wished he could fuck her, too! “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh G-god! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Owwww! Uuuhhh! P-please! P- please!” Mongo thrilled at Kathy’s begging. He felt his balls tighten as he approached orgasm. Faster and harder he pounded into her as his arousal increased. His dick began swelling even more as his excitement grew. “Ooohhh God nnnooooooooooo!” Kathy whimpered as he exploded inside of her, adding his cum to the four loads already deposited in her. Still he continued pounding into her, over and over until he was completely satiated. Gradually slowing, he finally stopped and pulled his meat out of Kathy. As Mongo stepped back, Lobo took his place between Kathy’s legs and immediately shoved his dick into her battered vagina. “Uuuhhh!” she moaned as she felt Lobo’s dick penetrating her. “L-leave me alone! P-please, leave me alone. Uuuhhh! T-take somebody else! P-please t-take somebody else!” Kathy dropped her head back onto the counter and squeezed her eyes shut as Lobo brutally fucked her, his hands running over her body as he did. Her face and chest glistened with sweat from the exertions being forced upon her. The pain that tore through her with every thrust of Lobo’s dick was excruciating. Her body twitched involuntarily with every inward thrust. The hostages watched as the bikers continued brutalizing Kathy’s tortured body. The women were especially sickened by the spectacle. Each one realized that she could have been selected as the object of the gang rape, and each one was ashamed that deep down they were glad it was Kathy and not them that was currently suffering. Not all of the hostages were revolted by the brutal attack, though. Bill’s excitement grew in direct proportion to Kathy’s agonies. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was. He could see Lobo’s dick moving in and out of Kathy’s firm, young body, and imagined himself between her legs, pounding her mercilessly. “St-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Please st-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh God, I can’t t-take anymore! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Y-you’re KILLING me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please no m- more!” Lobo, like the rest of the bikers, had a sadistic streak running through his soul. Kathy’s suffering served only to feed his frenzy and cause him to rape her even more brutally. Pounding into her with every ounce of force he could muster, he relished her cries of pain and the look of terror in her eyes. The feel of her trembling, pain wracked body was finally too much for Lobo, and he began shooting wave after wave of cum deep inside the helpless girl. Kathy wanted to vomit as she once again felt the warmth spreading through her. As Lobo stepped away, Blade moved into position in front of Kathy, his dick stiff and ready. He noticed that the cum leaking from the brutalized girl was no longer milky white, but rather a deep pink. The repeated, brutal rapes had begun damaging Kathy’s insides, and it was her blood mixing with the cum that had changed it’s colour. Blade couldn’t care less, and Kathy screamed as he mercilessly rammed his meat into her with a single, vicious thrust. “Nnnuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh…..uuuhhh…uuuhhh!” her head rolled from side to side as she moaned in pain with each violent intrusion into her body. “St-stop. P-please. Oh please.” Blade grinned as he heard Kathy pleading for mercy. It amazed him how these cunts always begged for them to stop, like anybody was going to listen. Shit! Kathy cried out as Blade continued his violent assault on her. Her insides were raw from the repeated rapes, and every movement inside her caused extreme pain. She could feel her insides being torn as Blade drove into her over and over, and the pain was nearly more than she could endure. Her body jerked and twisted each time Blade rammed his dick into her. Her cries of pain were literally music to the sadistic Blade’s ears, and in a short time his dick began swelling and throbbing. Kathy heard him groan, and she whimpered as she felt the heat of his cum shooting inside her. Gradually Blade slowed down until he finally came to a stop. Stepping back, he pulled his meat out of Kathy’s ravaged vagina.

How many men had already raped her? She couldn’t remember. How many more were left? She didn’t know. All she knew was that there would be no mercy. They would continue raping her until they had all used her. Kathy decided that she wanted to die. She began praying that God would take her; that he would just stop her heart and let her die. Death would be better than what she was going through. It would be better than being used by the rest of these foul, stinking animals.

The Pillow Case Rapist falls off the Wagon

Friday, March 27th, 2009

by binder38us

The Man who was the Pillow case Rapist had been at the Mall try ing to kick his habit. Like a smoker going cold turkey, he was exposing himself to his temptation: sexy women passing begging for his “love”.



It was not easy, but his last two close calls had him on the “wagon”. His slave experiment had to be terminated–literally. He had become bored of her, but when she had threaten to expose him, he had given her what she wanted– with a plastic bag over her head. He made it look like a home invasion robbery gone bad. Left a bad taste in his mouth and a nagging fear of it catching up with him.



But his last Love had almost cost him his freedom. A beautiful large housewife, he had caught her early in the morning. He thought her husband would be gone all day. So imagine his surprise when he had just finished cumming inside her when he heard a man’s voice calling out. He quickly punched the women in the jaw, rolled off her still body and slid out the bedroom door as her husband walked in. He could still hear his scream of anguish at finding his wife’s raped body. As he made his get-away, the Pillow Case Rapist promised himself that this was that last women he would visit.



And it had been that way for the last nine months. Today’s Mall visit would be a test of that “sobriety”.



Then Arielle walked by.



He found out her name later of course, but at the moment he saw the 5′ 4″ blonde woman walk by in her tight work out clothes, all idea of stopping disappered. She was beautiful: with blue eyes and a large but tight sexy ass. The Pillow Case Rapist had to have her. Had to show her how much he loved her…



He followed her for a month. Work, home, shopping. He got her name–Arielle–by checking her mail.



As usual, she kept a schedule: every Thursday night she did aerobics at a local gym next to the Mall, had a yogurt and headed home. An older apartment complex with no security and lousy locks. Which is why he was in her apartment waiting for his new love to come home to him…



Arielle sighed as she walked the darken steps to her apartment. She hated where she lived, but it was what she could afford. In a few months she would have enough saved to move into nicer place.



She walked into her apartment, tossed her keys and stretched. At 140 pounds, Arielle kept working trying to lose. She took off her sneakers and socks, moved into her bedroom…



and a pillow case was slipped over her head…



Arielle struggled until The Pillow Case Rapist pressed the point of his knife under her chin. She became very still.



“Don’t move, Arielle. I will hurt you if you don’t behave.”



“Don’t..hurt…me…”



“Be good then as I love you, Arielle. Take off your leotard.”



“Please don’t…ARRGH..”



The Pillow Case Rapist gripped Arielle’s throat and squeezed. She gasped and struggled as he choked her. After a sixty count, he let her go. Arielle collasped to the floor. He pulled her to her feet.



“Disobey me again, and I will finish strangling you. Understand, Arielle?”



“Yes,” said Arielle with a choked gasp.



“Good. Now strip.”



Arielle peeled off her leotard. She heard the Man gasp. She squealed as he began to manhandle her breasts.



“You are so beautiful, Arielle. What size are your breasts?”



“36 C.” Tears began to soak into the pillow case covering her head as the Pillow Case Rapist began to suck and bite her nipples.



The Pillow Case Rapist loved Arielle’s breasts, then moved behind her to kiss and lick her back. His lips moved down her spine and to her sexy ass.



“Bend over, Arielle and spread your legs.”



Sobbing, Arielle obeyed. The Pillow Case Rapist kneeled behind her and began to suck and lick her clit. He slide two fingers inside her vagina as he sucked her.



Arielle began to feel her body respond to her Rapist’s tounge and fingers. She tried to fight it, but…



“Oh God. Please stop…I AM CUMMING…NO…NO…AHHHH!”



Arielle screamed as she came for her Rapist. Shame filled her.



“Very nice, Arielle. I told you I loved you. Time to show you how much…”



The Pillow Case Rapist stood and drove his stiff cock into Arielle. He grabbed her hips and pumped his cock in and out of her.



Arielle sobbed as her Rapist took her. Encased in the pillow case, she could taste the salt from her tears. All she want was for him to finish and leave.



The Pillow Case Rapist reached down and begin to rub Arielle’s clit again. Arielle moaned.



“Please stop. Don’t make me…OH GOD…I’M CUMMING AGAIN…PLEASE STOP…”



Arielle screamed. The Pillow Case Rapist felt her pussy clenched around his cock.



“Yes, cum for me, Arielle. I love you…”



The Pillow Case Rapist grabbed Arielle’s hips again, thrust forward, and shot his semen into her.



Arielle felt his filthy seed fill her. Disgust overwhelmed her. But mixed in were silvers of relief and hope that her ordeal was over.



The Pillow Case Rapist remained inside Arielle until he softened. He released her hips, and she collasped to the floor. She curled up in the fetal postion and sobbed.



The Pillow Case Rapist looked down on her. He should leave now, but the sight of his sexy new love enbolden him. It was time to enhance her.



He had spent the better part of the day going through Arielle’s drawers. He pulled Arielle to her feet and push her to the edge of her bed. On the bed was a pair of her brown pantyhose and several scarves.



“Sit, Arielle.”



“Please leave me only. Please just go…”



” I can’t. You are too sexy. Now: SIT!”



Arielle bent her knees and sat blindly on the edge of he bed.



“Close your eyes tight, Arielle.”



The Pillow Case Rapist gripped the bottom of the pillow case around Arielle’s head and slowly rolled it up, exposing the bottom part of her face. Arielle took in a refreshing breathe of fresh air.



Taking a scarf, he wrapped around her eyes and tied it off, securing the pillow case. Arielle was now totally blind.



“Please stop…please,” she begged. Fresh tears began to soak the pillow case.



The Pillow Case smiled. It was so sexy when his loves begged.



He took a pair of brown pantyhose and slid them on to Arielle’s feet and then up to her knees. He grabbed her hands and put them on the waistband of the ‘hose.



“Pull up the pantyhose, Sexy Arielle.”



“I can’t see…OWWW!”



The Pillow Case Rapist cruelly twisted Arielle’s nipples.



“I’ve seen you bitches dress in the dark. So don’t bullshit me. It makes me very angry. Do you want me angry with you, Arielle?”



He twisted her nipples again.



“NO…I’ll be good…Please don’t hurt me…”



The Pillow Case Rapist kissed her gently on the lips. Arielle swallowed the bile that rose up as his lips touched hers.



“Good Girl. Now put on the pantyhose.”



Arielle pulled the pantyhose over her thighs, lay back on the bed, finished sliding them over her ass and up to her waist. The Pillow Case Rapist felt his cock hardening. Nothing sexier than watching a woman slide on pantyhose.



Arielle started to sit back up, but her Rapist pushed her back down.



“Spread your legs, Sexy Arielle.”



Arielle obeyed. She felt his hands on her thighs, then moving down to your calves anf ankles. He lifted her right foot and began to suck her toes. Arielle began to weep as any hope of this torture ending were swept away.



The Pillow Case Rapist put her right foot down and then picked up Arielle’s left foot and sucked those toes. He ran his tounge up her left leg then down her right leg. He could feel the quivers of Arielle’s sexy flesh as his tounge licked her. He positioned himself between her legs and buried his face into her nylon covered crotch.



Arielle cried out as her Rapist sucked and bit her clit through the nylon. It was different, rougher with the wet nylon adding to the friction. Arielle felt her body responding again. Her mind fought hard against her body. She lost.



“I can’t …NO…I WON’T …CUM…NOOO!”



The Pillow Case Rapist tasted Arielle’s wetness as she came for him a third time.



“See how much I love you Arielle. All the pleasure I am giving you for the pleasure I am taking from you.”



Arielle just lay there, breathing hard, waiting for next indiginity. She didn’t have long to wait.



The Pillow Case Rapist took a scarf and tied her ankles together. He pushed her legs on the bed, grabbed her wrists, and bound them with a second scarf.



Arielle began to panic.



“I told you I’d be good, don’t tie me. Don’t hurt me. PLEASE.”



Her Rapist kissed her hands.



“I have to tie you. I makes you so sexy.”



He rolled Arielle on to her side, took a third scarf, looped it between her bound ankles and wrists, and tied it off. Arielle body was now in a jackknife position, totally helpless.



The Pillow Case Rapist climb onto the bed with Arielle and ran his hands over her sexy back and ass. He kissed her from the base of her neck, down her spine to her wonderful sexy ass. His hands ran over the contour of her ass.



“Such a sexy ass. That is why I fell in love with you. I wanted to love this ass.”



Arielle felt her Rapist tear open the crotch of her hose. Felt his fingers enter her vagina…and anus. She screamed.



“NO! I never…please don’t HURT ME..”



The Pillow Case Rapist never heard her begging. He replaced the finger in her anus with his cock. He slowly pushed his way inside her.



Arielle screamed and screamed. it didn’t stop him. Her Rapist sodomized her slowly, fingers in her pussy adding to the pain.



“Your ass is so tight Sexy Arielle. I love you. You are mine…”



Arielle stopped screaming. She just lay there as her Rapist increased the speed and strength of the strokes in her ass. This was a nightmare with no end.



The Pillow Case Rapist took his time sodomizing Arielle so when he came, a long cry of pleasure escaped him as he shot his cum into Arielle’s ass. Her sexy ass.



He pulled out of Arielle’s ass and moved his semi- stiff cock to her mouth, and pushed it in. She gagged on it.



” Don’t get sick on me Arielle. I will be very unhappy if you do that. Now suck.”



Arielle did as she was told, fighting back the nausea. She could taste…herself on his cock. It was nasty,and her Rapist made her taste all of it.



She felt his cock stiffening again. God, please let this end, she thought.



The Pillow Case Rapist grabbed the back of Arielle’s head and began to face fuck her. He felt his cum building again.



” You will swallow every drop of my cum, Sexy Arielle. All of it…YES!”



Arielle’s Rapist came into her mouth. Arielle swallowed as fast as she can. She was humilated. Broken.



The Pillow Case Rapist untied Arielle and stripped her of the pantyhose. She just lay on the bed, still. She was beyond the real world now, exsisting in a safe place where her Rapist could not get to her.



The Pillow Case Rapist left her, hoping that this would be the last time he ” fell off the wagon.”

Raped Virgin Cheerleader Part II

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

by bob

CHAPTER SIX
The first lash burned across her soft ass. Jamie cried in pain, weaving from
side to side on her toes and almost falling over. Bright red welts rose on her
ass almost instantly. The second lash tore across the small of her back, and
the third curled around her lush right thigh. The fourth scored her ass again,
crossing the tender skin with lines of red, making the firm flesh bounce and
jiggle lewdly.
“Look at that sweet ass shake,” Dave said with a coarse laugh, pulling
another whip down from the wail. “You’d think it was a bowl of jelly the way
it’s jiggling now.”

Jamie burned with shame as well as pain. The scorn the boys treated her
with, the way they mocked her and treated her like a whore, was almost
worse than the torture and rape they visited on her defenseless young body.
But it excited her too, and in spite of all her pain and exhaustion, in spite of

the brutal beating Pat was giving her, her hurt pussy began to squirm.

Jamie closed her eyes and tried to will away the sluttish ticklings of lust that

were creeping through her cruelly bound body.

The whip Dave pulled from the wall was a long, cruel-looking bullwhip. He
snapped it agai the air once, then thrashed Jamie’s satiny flat stomach. The
heavy whip bit into her stomach then curled around her soft, creamy side.

“The slut’s doing a pretty good job of shakin her pointy little tits, too,” Pat
said with a smirk, lashing her full asscheeks over and over again. “Do a
dance for us, Jamie-whore! Show us what a hot fucking cunt you are.”

The svelte beauty squirmed and thrashed at the end of her chains, writhing
in a desperate, useless effort to escape the torture the boys were giving her.
Her creamy ass was criss-crossed with angry red welts. Her upper thighs
and lower back were streaked with red, too.

Pat laid ten quick strokes across her shoulder blades, as though noticing
that he had neglected her upper back for the first time. By the time he was
finished Jamie was delirious with agony, wondering vacantly if someone had
set her on fire.

Dave stepped in front of her and began playing the bullwhip out against the
front of her body. He popped the end of the big whip against Jamie’s pert
right tit, and the bound, beautiful cheerleader shrieked with anguish. Dave
laughed at the iunocent girl’s suffering and slapped her with the bullwhip
again and again, slicing her tender, creamy flesh with the biting leather
strap.

Mter a few minutes Jamie’s sweet young body was a battleground of welts
and bruises. Dave wrapped his vicious whip around her slender calves,
circling them with welts and made Jamie look as if she was wearing anklets.
Pat curled the slender strands of the cat around her creamy inner thighs,
hitting her lush upper legs until the soft flesh trembled. More than once the
strands of the cat caught the soft pink lips of Jamie’s swollen, sore pussy.
The pain when that happened turned Jamie’s slender, shapely legs to jello,
made her dangle at the end of her thumb locks like a hung woman.

Dave was even more brutal with his bullwhip than Pat was with the cat. He
hit her tits dozens of times with no regard for the damage he might be doing
them. He didn’t even stop when every slash of the big strap of leather made
drops of blood splatter onto the cold basement floor And he took a special
delight in whipping Jamie’s soft, flat belly. But the time five minutes had
passed her stomach was a solid mass of bright red.

Pat whipped her ass the way Dave whipped her stomach, striping her firm,
bouncy asscheeks until they were livid red and dripping blood. He whipped
her upper thighs even harder, and took great delight in curling the cat
around her hips and stinging her plump pussy mound. He whipped her lean,
flawless back until it looked like a crazy road map. He even flayed the long,
slender lengths of Jamie’s arms, laying a track of welts from her tender
white armpits to her elegant, slender fingers.

It was Dave who whipped her face. Even Gary gasped with surprise at the
unbelievable cruelty of slashing the brutal bullwhip across the trapped
beauty’s cheek. Dave took their shock as encouragement and hit Jamie’s
face several more times. Jamie screamed in hellish agony at each blow,
whipping her face from side to side in a maddened attempt to save her face
from further torture. She was certain that Dave was slicing away her flesh
with the terrible, vicious blows. The pain was so wicked that it seemed the
very muscles of her face had been torn from the bone.

By the time Dave was fmished whipping her face, Jamie teetered uncertainly
on her toes, more unconscious than awake. Her skin was a brutalized
patchwork of welts. Even her face was bruised and reddened form the bite
of the whips. It felt to the weary young slave that she had been dipped in
acid, that some awful corrosive was eating into every bit of her soft skin.

Then Dave stared aiming the bullwhip at her cunt.

“No!” Jamie gasped, her voice little more than a whisper, her eyes fluttering
closed and her slender, sexy body doing a sensuous dance on the end of
the chains that held her spread so vuinerably. “Not there!”
“Everywhere,” Pat said, and swung his arm up underhand, bringing the
wicked strands of the cat dancing up between Jamie’s silky, quivering legs.

Pain exploded through the cheerleader’s ravaged cunt. It was as though a
wild cat had used its claws to rip at the mouth of her pussy. Several of the
strands had flipped right between her swollen, blood-red cunt-lips and had
scored the heated inner flesh of her pussy. Jamie’s legs slipped out from
under her and her full weight swung from the fiendish thumb-cuffs. The pain
that shot through her hands was nothing compared to the liquid agony that
was pouring through her pussy.

Dave swung his whip with pin point accuracy. Bomb bursts of pain exploded
against both of her swollen, tortured nipples. Then the narrow tip of the
bullwhip smacked squarely against her stretched, raw clit.

“Bastards!” Jamie shrieked, her wide brown eyes rolling back, spit spraying
from her lips as she convulsed in demented anguish. “Aggghhhh! You
dirty bastards! Agggghhh!”

Her cunt was flexing uncontrollably. Her lithe, sexy body was twisting and
thrashing through a series of spastic convulsions. Jamie’s head swung
wildly on her shoulders, her eyes unfocused, her mouth slack and drooling.

Piss squirted from her pussy in a strong yellow stream, soaking her creamy
inner thighs and splattering on the floor beneath her. Cunt-juice poured out
in desperate defense of her pussy, drooling from her peeled-back slit like
spit from a mouth, painting her blood-red pussy-lips a milky white and sliding
down over her trembling, piss-slick thighs.

Jamie thought she might be dying. The pain was incredible. Dave hit her,
and then Pat hit her, and then Dave hit her again. Back and forth they went,
one drawing his whip back while the other lashed her pussy.

Jamie knew that if they beat her for very much longer she was going to die.

But a part of her wanted them to keep beating her forever.

Slowly, hesitantly, she spread her legs wide. Taking the last of her weight off
her feet made crushing pain run through her hands and arms, but that didn’t
matter to the broken, bound beauty.

Her thumbs could rip off for all she cared. Her pussy was important, and her
ass and tits and mouth. Her thumbs didn’ t mafler at all, except to help her
get a better grip on a cock when a boy wanted her to beat him off.

“Shit, the sleazy little slut’s getting off on it!” Dave’s cock was so long and
hard that it looked like it was going to explode. He swung his whip up
against Jamie’s brutalized cunt with all the strength his big arm possessed.
“The tramp’s cumming from getting her ass whipped off!”

“The tramp’s cumming,” Jamie muttered in agreement, nodding her head
with insane, pain-fueled glee. “The tramp’s cumming for her big, sweet
men.”

Jamie bent her knees, drawing her feet up to her ass and spreading her
thighs as far apart as she could. She looked impossibly sexy covered in
welts and dangling in midair. Dave and Pat swung their whips as hard as
they could, pounding the gorgeous cheerleader’s pussy with their vicious
leather straps. Time after time the whips cut their way dlreetly into the
spread mouth of her cunt, bruising and tearing at the super-sensitive skin
inside her pussy.

The first time the killing strands of the cat kissed her clit Jamie started
curnining.

She was beyond even shame now. The pain, lust and degradation of the
past day had reduced her to the point where shame had no meaning.

‘4Hit me again!” she moaned, her eyes glazed, her beautiful, bruised face
full of ecstasy. “Beat the whore harder! Beat the slut’s cunt until it bleeds!”

Dave lashed her across her chest until her pert, fat-nippled tits were
flattened against her chest.

Pat played the cat over her swollen pussy as though he was trying to tear it
from her slender, squirming body. Jamie turned her pain-dazed eyes toward
Gary, who was standing apart, his arms crossed, a smug smirk on his rough
face.

“Why aren’t you whipping me?” she cried, spit dribbling from her lush lips.
“Are you too good to beat the trash? Don’t you want to see how it feels to
whip a slut until she can’t stand up? Why aren’t you whipping me too?”
“Fuck it!” Dave growled, stomping toward the hanging, beaten beauty. “I’m
going to fucking cum all over myself if I don’t get a piece of this sleazy
whore’s ass!”

CHAPTER SEVEN

Jamie screamed as Dave grabbed her welted thighs in his hands and forced
her to wrap her long, lush legs around his big ass. She screamed again
when he slapped his foot-long prick against the raw, bleeding lips of her
pussy.

But she saved her loudest scream for last, when the big cadet stuffed his
fist-sized cock-head through the tattered lips of her well-whipped cunt.

“Noooooo!” she screamed, her legs gripping his ass so tight that he grunted
with pain. “Yesssssss! Fuck me hard!”

“You dirty, scummy whore!” Dave hissed, driving his cock into her slight,
sexy body like a huge steel spike. “We’re going to fuck you dead before
we’re done with you! We’re going to fuck you into tiny, slutty pieces!”

Dave ran his hands roughly all over Jamie’s sexy, injured body. The luscious
little cheerleader whimpered and trembled with pain as his hands ran over
the painful welts the whipping had left her. She had never imagined that a
hand touching her body could hurt so much.

“Shake your ass, cheerleader bitch,” Dave said, spearing his huge cock up
her ragged little pussy. “Fuck on my big prick until you go out of your slutty
little mind.”

Jamie gasped with pain and lust, convinced that she was already as
demented as it was possible to be. She grunted like a pig when Dave’s big
hard stomach collided with her crotch, when his balls swung into the crease
of her ass and his cock-hair scratched her tender inner thighs.

The collision of their bodies made her swing at the end of her thumb cuffs,
lifted her up several inches and then let her fall back down. She gripped
Dave’s ass even tighter with her rubbery, lovely legs. It was a desperate
attempt to relieve her thumbs of some of the killing pressure.
The whole gruesome length of Dave’s cock was buried inside her slender
young body. Jamie could feel the huge cock-head deep inside her, pushing
her mangled pussy even farther out of shape. Jamie squirmed on the huge,
fleshy prod, trng in vain to fmd some position which would alleviate the
clogging, tearing pain his monster prick was causing her.

Dave’s big hands found Jamie’s well.whipped tits, and the sultry cheerleader
cried in agony as he mashed them against her chest. Dave dragged his
ragged fingernails over the sweet wounded mounds of flesh, making Jamie
jerk like a wild woman. The pain was the worst thing she had ever felt,
worse than the whipping or the rape or even the long night of electrocution.

“Please no!” she cried, kissing Dave full on his lips in a desperate plea for
him to stop. “Sweet Dave, please stop! Please, my big, handsome soldier!
Please sexy lover! Please, please stop!”

Dave grabbed her tits as though they were footballs and squeezed them
until they flattened into long tubes of silky flesh. He jerked out on them in
rhythm, first pulling out one and then the other, making Jamie’s sexy
shoulders jerk forward as though she were dancing in a disco. All the time
he tore at her sweet tits he was fucking her whipped, raped cunt with his
huge cock. Every fuck-blow swung Jamie back and forth at the end of the
chains that held her in the air. Every cock thrust tore her cunt in a different
way, wrecked he’ sweet pussy a little bit more.

Jamie squirmed and trembled, bathed in a clammy sweat from the beating
she was taking. She ran her tongue all over Dave’s ugly face, bathing his
rough features in her spit. She kissed him as though he was the most
wonderful lover a girl had ever had. Her lips slithered over his mouth and
cheeks and nose. Her talented tongue teased over his ears, his nostrils, his
eyes and forehead. She even tried tightening her cunt around the pussy-
shredding battering ram of his cock. But nothing she did seemed to take
Dave’s mind off ripping at her wounded tits.

“Please!” she cried out in a tiny, child’s voice between licks and kisses and
tender love bites. “Please stop hurting my tits, lover! Please, you’re hurting
them so bad!”

“How bad, little cunt?” Pat asked, stepping up behind her. He looped his
whip around her silky white throat and tightened it until her face paled from
lack of air. “How bad is he hurting you, you shit-faced little cheerleader?”
“Bad!” Jamie gasped, her slender body squirming between the two men, her
beautiful face twisted from the pain she was receiving. “Hurts-no, Pat!
Please don’t do that! Pat, please don’t do that!”

?Shut up, Jamie-sleaze!” Pat yelled, tightening the loop of leather until Jami
e
couldn’t breathe at all. “You know you love it, you shitty little whore!”

- Pat strangled Jamie with one hand and pulled her asscheeks wide apart
with the other. Her loose asshole winked out at him, and he drove his long,
strong cock right up it. He fucked her to the balls on his first lunge,
smashing her against Dave and bouncing her at the ends of the chains that
held her.

“Ohhhhhh!” Jamie moaned, smashed almost to the point of oblivion by this
latest outrage.”Noooooo!”

Pat pulled the whip even tighter around her throat. The thin strand of leather
bit so deep into the tender flesh of Jamie’s throat that it almost disappeared,
buried in silky skin. Pat bit at her neck like a wild dog, drawing blood and
leaving the marks of his teeth all over the sweet nape of her neck. Jamie
choked and spluttered helplessly. But her sleek young body tossed and
twisted, writhed and wiggled in a frenzied effort to breath.

“That’s it, slime queen!” Dave shouted, pounding her slender body with his
big cock, slamming her tits together and yanking them wide apart. “Shake
your worthless slutty ass! Jump all over our big, hard cocks!”

“You heard him,” Pat said, choking Jamie harder as he fucked his cock
deep inside her asshole. “Do something right for a fucking change , Jamie!
Ride our cocks like you know how to do something!”

Pat and Dave were fucking her with long, brutal cock-strokes. They fucked
her with no rhythm, sometimes beating her back and forth with one of them
pulling out as the other stabbed in, sometimes spearing her body together,
smashing her like a bug between them. There was nothing Jamie could do
to avoid the brutalizing fuck-thrusts. She could ouly swing back and forth,
battered like a shabby rag doll between the two powerful boys.

Dave was jerking on her titsso violently that Jamie could feel something
tearing inside them. The welts from her whipping were almost obscured now
under the angry red bands of Dave’s handprints.
Every vicious bite Pat took at the back of her neck made Jamie’s creamy
skin prickle with gooseflesh. He was strangling her with the whip, cutting off
so much of her air that she wavered in a dreamiand of near oblivion. The
whip felt like a knife cutting into her tender throat. It seemed to be crushing

things inside her long, slender neck.

Dave smashed his mouth over hers, crushing her lips and forcing her jaws
wide apart. He sucked Jamie’s tongue into his mouth and bit on it so
forcefully that the young beauty thrashed her head from side to side in a
maddened effort to escape the agony.

They were killing her, she thought. Her thoughts were muddied, frenzied
things, but she knew that they were doing too much to her all at once. But
suddenly, with no warning at all, she was cumming again.

“Yeeeeeooowwww!” Jamie screamed, her tongue trapped between Dave’s
crushing teeth, her throat wrapped tight by Pat’s whip. She howled like an
angry cat. “Yaaaaahhhhh!”

The orgasm was unlike any of the others she had experienced at the hands
of the boys. It started in her cunt and asshole, swelling through the ravaged
channels of her shitter and pussy like a huge balloon filled with heated air.

The pleasure was so intense that it was almost pain, and Jamie had the
sudden, insane fear that she was going to explode with the ecstasy she was
feeling. Instead, the orgasm swelled upward, filling every other part of her
body.

Her stomach filled with burning, tickling pleasure. Her abused tits tingled
and swelled until she was urging them into Dave’s tearing hands. Her sexy
legs and slender arms numbed under the icy spiking of pleasure.

Pat and Dave gasped with pleasures of their own as their sultry young slave
went wild between them. Her shattered asshole and cunt began to do a wild,
squirming dance on the huge cocks that were spearing them.

Jamie still felt every bit of the pain she had felt before. There wasn’t any
fading of agony as the pleasure overtook her. Her writhing and bucking
made the impacts of the boys’ bodies rock her even harder, made the cuffs
pull even more painfully on her thumbs.

But Jamie realized something, something that made even her hysterical,
lust-crazed mind cry in despair and shame. It was the pain that was making
her cum, she realized. She really was every bit of the pain-loving whore that
the boys had claimed she was.

Another orgasm exploded within her. Jamie went into rapid convulsions
between the two hard-fucking boys, her sleek young body jerking and
bouncing. Spit poured from her lips and fmally Dave had to release her
tongue to keep from getting a mouthful of her spit. Her legs slipped from
around his ass and kicked out in wild, random movements. She coughed
and spluttered, her face turning blue from lack of oxygen.

Jamie passed out while her orgasm was still rattlittg her helpless, bound
body. It took several more minutes for her thrashing and trembling to cease.
Pussy-juice poured from her body by the quart, as though the power of the
orgasm was emptying every drop of fuck-cream from her body.

The juncture of her thighs was so sloppy with it that every move she or
either of the boys made caused wet, farting noises. Her legs, Pat’s and
Dave’s cocks and balls, and even the trembling satiny plane of her stomach
were painted with her pussy-slime. And even after she was passed out the
cunt-cream continued to spill.

“Having fun, Jamie?” Gary asked, the last words the beaten slave heard
before she slipped away. “Good. Because as soon as they’re done fucking,
you’re going to start learning your real lessons. Little cunt, I’m going to make

you know what pain is all about.”

Then Jamie fell limp between the two older boys who were fucking her.
Neither of them seemed to mind, and they slammed her hanging, sexy body
back and forth, bruising her as they fucked her cunt and asshole.

They came at almost the same instant, filling her ravaged fuck-holes with so
much cum that it began to run back down over her sleek thighs while they
were still pouring more inside her. By the time they stepped away, Pat
loosening the whip to let Jamie breathe again, the only sound was the
steady dripping of their cum, and her cuntcream as it hit the floor.

Jamie hung silently, her svelte body striped with welts, her cunt and asshole
swollen and red, her lower body a mess of cum and cunt-cream. Her face
was smeared with filth and dotted with bruises.
Her pert young tits were swollen from the abuse they had taken, and there
was a bright red ring around her throat where Pat had used the whip to
choke her.

Gary stepped forward to start her next lesson.

CHAPTER EIGHT

“Wake up, Jamie,” Gary said cheerfully, rubbing his cock all over Jamie’s
pretty, soiled face. “Time to wake up, little slut.”

A stream of piss burst from his cock and splashed over Jamie’s features.
Gary guided the stream of his pissso that it poured between her parted lips
and shot up her quivering nostrils. Jamie came awake choking and
coughing, and as her eyes fluttered open, Gary aimed his stream of piss at
them, making her cry out in anguish as her eyes filled with pain.

“Rise and shine, toilet bitch!” Gary shouted, waving his cock back and forth,
soaking her beautiful face in his stinking piss. After her lovely features were
drenched he stuffed his cock between her lips and pissed straight down her
throat. “Wake up, you dirty little cunt. It’s time you started training for your

fucking job.”

Jamie spluttered on Gary’s piss, trying desperately to swallow it but not able
to keep up with the firehose blast that flooded her throat and filled her
mouth. Piss poured back out over her face, soaking her even more
thoroughly in waste.

Piss shot out her nose as she choked on the stinking liquid. And she
swallowed huge gulps of the noxious broth. She was surprised at how
welcome the rush of piss was, at how her dehydrated, exhausted body
craved any drop of moisture it could get.

It wasn’t until Gary squirted the last of his piss onto her tongue and made
her lick his cock clean that Jamie had a chance to see where she was.
When she realized the new position the boys had bound her in, she began
to cry. She wasn’t sure what they were going to do to her, but the way they
had her strung up now she would be vulnerable to any kind of torture that
came to their minds.
Jamie was strung up in a chair that was constructed of leather straps. One
strap circled under each knee, pulling them high and wide apart. Straps
crossed her shoulders, each one circling under the arm on the other side to
make her body more stable. A thin strap circled her middle in a noose and
connected to the ceiling with the others. The five straps were what held
Jamie bound, what held her in the air. And they left every luscious inch of
her tortured young body available to the three evil cadets.

Her cunt and ass were spread wide by the position of her knees. Her long,
lean torso was stretched and left bare by the thin strap that circled her waist.

And the straps that crossed beneath her arms tilted her enough so that her
whip-str iped back was still positioned for more abuse. She was only inches
above the floor now, but she could see the simple pulley that controlled the
straps, and knew the boys could pull her as high into the air as they desired.

“I can’t take anymore!” she cried in a very small, trembling voice. “You know
you can do whatever you want to me! I’m a slut, just like you said! Won’t you
please give me a break now? You’ll be able to do whatever you want to me,
whenever you want! You know I won’t be able to say no! But I hurt so bad,
and I’m sotired! I’m hungry and thirsty and-and I need a bath! I’m so dirty! If
you fuck me to death now I’ll be ruined, and you won’t be able to have
anymore fun with me!”

“So what?” Gary asked cruelly. “There are plenty more sluts where you
came from. And sluts with bigger tits, too. What’s the problem, Jamie-bitch,
didn’t you drink enough cum when you were little?”

Jamie stopped pleading and stared up at Gary with passive, accepting eyes.
She didn’t even cry at the humiliating things he was saying to her.

She was past tears now. They had fucked the life out of her, tortured her
until her spirit had broken. The last brutal fucking hanging from the ceiling
had pushed her as far into the muck as she could go.

Gary smiled thinly, slapping his huge fat cock down across her passive face.
He knew what Jamie was thinking. He also knew how wrong she was.
Jamie hadn’t begun to scream and cry yet. They had been going easy on
her until now.

Pat picked up the cigarette lighter and lit it. Jamie’s eyes went wide as the
flame sparked and fluttered.
Dave produced a bundle of long, sharp needles from behind his back and
smiled at the bound, helpless beauty. It wasn’t until Pat touched the lighter’s
flame to her pussy-hair that the tortured cheerleader realized she could still
be made to scream.

“Nonononononononono!” she moaned, unable to get the words out fast
enough in her desperate attempt to make Pat pull the flame away from her
tender cunt. The flame was causing her pussy-hair to crackle and sizzle.

Dave stuck one of the needles into the shuddering flat plane of her belly. He
caught the lip of her navel and pushed the needle right through it. He
pierced her flesh no more than an inch, but the pain was awful, the sight of
the needle sticking saight up out of her body even worse. Jamie writhed
madly against the strips of leather that held her dangling from the ceiling.

Pat brushed the flame from the lighter no more than a quarter of an inch
from the fluttering lips of Jamie’s cunt. The sexy cheerleader bucked and
shuddered in terror and pain, unable to believe the cruelty of what the boys
were doing to her.

She had thought she had seen the limits of suffering and degradation, but
she’d been wrong. Suddeniy she felt very naive to have believed that she
was broken beyond caring. Gary and the others would always have some
new outrage to commit on her helpless, sexy body.

“Kiss my cock, Jamie,” Gary said, slapping her wide-eyed, pain-twisted face.
“Give it a big, wet kiss. Plant those cocksucking lips on my big cock and
show me how much you love it.”

Jamie stared up blankly at Gary, barely comprehending the words he was
speaking. After a moment she kissed the underside of his cock just behind
the bulge of his prick-head. Her lips were parted, her tongue teased out to
play over Gary’s heated fuck-flesh.

Pat set her cunt-hair on fire, sizzling so much at once that a flame erupted
over Jamie’s crotch.

He patted it out before she was burned, but the flash fire had reduced her
silky cunt-hair to burned stubble. Pat played the flame a quarter inch from
the tendons that lined her inner thighs watching the muscles jump with
involuntary contractions.
Dave plunged a pin deep into the muscle of Jamie’s right thigh, then
screwed the needle around until a drop of bright red blood oozed out to
streak over her silky skin. He plunged another needle into her leg just above
her kneecap, a third up into the soft pillow of flesh where her thigh met the
curve of her ass. A fifth went high on her hip as Dave methodically tortured
her right leg with the long, sharp needles.

Jamie stared at Gary’s huge, stiffening cock, not wanting to see what Pat
and Dave were doing to her helpless young body. But Gary wanted her to
see, and he twisted her hair, forcing her head up as she kissed and licked
his fat prick.

Her leg was dotted with needles. The bright heads looked so cheerful that
Jamie was almost hypnotized by them. At least twenty of them poked into
the soft flesh of her right thigh.

There were a few more sticking into her calf. As she watched, Dave stabbed
one into the super-sensitive flesh just behind her knee. Before her scream
died away he had lunged in two more.

Pat was running the flame up and down the crack of her ass. Every few
moments he would jerk his hand upward to splash the flame right against
her tender asshole. When he let the flames dance against the reamed out
pucker of her asshole, Jamie howled like a banshee and jerked around like
a madwoman, but she couldn’t escape the searing pain the flames were
causing her.

She kissed her way up and down Gary’s thick prick-stalk, trying to please
him so much that he would make Pat and Dave stop torturing her. The hope
seemed foolishly faint, but it was the only one Jamie had left.

She slithered her tongue all over his wrist-thick prick, lathering the fleshy
pole with her spit and then lovingly sponging it away.

She even pressed the big cock between her lips and pumped on it, slurping
up the silvery drops of pre-cum that would ooze from the cock-head.

“That’s it, whore,” Gary said, twisting his hands even tighter in her hair and
jerking her from side to side. “You’re starting to learn, aren’t you, slut? That
’s
right, stick your slutty little tongue right in my piss-slit.”

Jamie fucked the very tip of her tongue into his piss-slit, and then, when he
told her to suck the fat cock between her lips and bob her head up and
down, she did that too. At the angle she was hanging it hurt terribly to take
the full length of Gary’s cock down the narrow tunnel of her throat, but after
a dozen tries she managed it. It made her gag constantly and rubbed her
tender throat raw.

Jamie’s sexy cheeks hollowed as she applied suction to the pistoning prick,
and she squirmed her tongue all over the fat rod as it pushed back and forth
through the warm wetness of her mouth.

“Oh!” Jamie squeaked around the thick cock as Pat plunged a fmger into
her cunt. “Oh! Oh! Oh!”

Pat fucked the full length of his fmger roughly into Jamie’s pussy. He
scratched at the sensitive inner walls of her pussy and ground his hand
against her whip-tattered cunt-lips. At the same time he was waving the
lighter across her asscheeks, making the creamy flesh glow a bright pink.
He smiled when the first trace of fresh pussy-juice coated his pistoning
finger. On the next stroke he pushed another finger up beside it.

Dave was plunging one pin after another into the tensed, burned cheeks of
Jamie’s ass. The beautiful cheerleader’s ass tensed hard as rock with each
new pin Dave stuck into the silky cheeks, but they couldn’t clench tight
enough to keep the pins from slicing into her vulnerable flesh.

Jamie tried to jerk away from the pain that filled her backside, but that only
ground her pussy more violently onto the fingers Pat was sticking up inside
her. And her treacherous cunt was beginning to betray her once again. Even
now, being tortured with needles and an open flame, her pussy was starting
to leak and squirm.

Gary fed her his cock, pushing it past her stretched lips, through the warm,
welcoming cavity of her mouth, not stopping until he was clogging the tiny,
sore tunnel of her throat.

Jamie did her best to suck him, letting her mouth fill with spit and then
swishing it over the thrusting prick. But he was fucking her throat too fast
and hard now for her to apply much suction to the fat rod. The best she
could do was squirm her lips around it as it speared through them.

Suddenly Dave thrust a needle into the ring of her asshole. Jamie cried out,
jerking her hips wildly from side to side in a wild effort to dislodge the awful

metal pin. Pat took the opportunity to slip a third fmger into her swollen,
squirming cunt. Dave pushed ten more pins into her tight shitter, outiinging
her tiny asshole with the long, sharp needles.

“Stop now!” she gasped as Gary pulled his spit-soaked cock from her
bruised lips. “You’re going too far! Too far!”

“We’re just barely started, Jamie,” Pat said, drawing his fingers out of her
cunt, curling his hand into a fist and pushing back in. “Shit, there’s things
we’re going to do to you that you haven’t even imagined yet.”

“No!” Jamie screamed as Pat’s clenched fist pushed relentlessly at the
mouth of her pussy. Her juice-slick cunt-lips began to stretch under the
inhuman pressure. “No! Oh fuck, go ahead and do it! Do it all, you bastards!
Stick me with needles! Set me on fire! Fuck me with your arm! Do
everything!”

“We will, Jamie,” Gary said. “Now lick my balls.”

Jamie moaned with passion and disgust as Gary draped his sweaty balls
over her moist, parted lips. She kissed the hairy, crinkled flesh, letting her
tongue play out over the deep, dirty creases. Gary angled his cock against
Jamie’s nose and hunched it back and forth over her forehead while her
tongue flapped over his sweaty, dirty ball-sac.

Pat waved the lighter over every tender nook and cranny of Jamie’s sleek
young body. The flames splashed aginst her armpits and into the hollows
behind her knees. He teased the lighter up the center of her back, touched it
to the soles of her feet and the palms of her hands. He even played the
flame over Jamie’s face, making her cry out in terror.

Dave was turning her left leg into the same kind of pin cushion her right
already was. He drove the needles into her hip and thigh and calf. He even
stuck a needle into her big toe, making her howl pitifully. Then, without
warning, he abandoned her leg and stuck a pin right through the stretched,
swollen lips of her cunt.

“There?” Jamie shrieked. “There? Oh please, please, please, not there!”

“There,” Pat said, mockingly, forcing his fist fully inside her ravaged pussy.

Jamie’s cunt-lips tore around the huge girth of Pat’s fist. First they spread
tight, then pulled so taut that they were like a tiny band of elastic. The
needle Dave had impaled them with popped free. Finally the swollen,
abused little cunt-lips could stretch no farther, and they began to split. A
moment later Pat’s fist popped inside her already-battered cunt. His wrist
was greased with blood as it slid in farther.

Dave spiked one needle after another through her quivering, torn cunt-lips.
He also pushed needles into her shaking, jerking inner thighs. He ground
one needle after another into the quaking muscles that lined the insides of
her silky legs, pausing only to gather a fresh supply from the box of torture
tools in the corner. By the time he moved on Jamie’s cunt-lips sprouted
dozens of needles and her legs were lined with over a hundred.

All the time Dave was working, Pat was driving his hard fist in Jamie’s cunt.
When he fucked the rest of his arm up inside her, the tiny pocket stretched
in ways it had never been meant to stretch.

“Ohhhhhh!” Jamie moaned through the ball-sac muffler Gary was dragging
over her lips. Her big brown eyes crossed from the unbearable pressure Pat
was applying inside her slender body. “Enough! Enough! Pat, enough,
enough! Enough!”

Pat just smiled and fucked his arm inside her. His fist banged against her
cervix. His face twisted with the effort of fucking his fist into her pussy. He
could feel her cunt tearing. It spilled a gallon of pussy-cream out in a
desperate defense against the savage beating it was taking.

“Look at this,” Pat said proudly, slamming his fist into her cunt. “Look at the
way her fucking pussy is swallowing my fucking arm.”

Pat fucked his arm into her faster and harder. Finally he popped his arm
inside her all the way to the elbow, and Jamie whined in agony.

Her legs flopped and shuddered, spread wider by the giant intrusion of Pat’s
forearm than by the leather straps that held her airborne. Her flat stomach
bulged with the unnatural invasion. Each time Pat slammed his fist inside
her, Jamie’s tiny little tummy would puff up as though she were pregnant.

Each time he pulled his fist back out the bulge would collapse. Pat laughed
at the sight of his fist making her stomach bulge and began to angle his
blows so that the outline of his fist would be even more clearly.

Dave lined her silky flanks with needles, driving them deep and twisting
them to get more of a reaction from the girl. He drew a line with the needles
from her hips to under her arms. Then he followed her arms down, sticking
needle after needle into her slender limbs.

He stuck a needle through the soft webbing between each finger, then, as
an afterthought, did the same between each of her toes. The pain was
awful, and combined with the agony of the fistfucking, it was unbearable.
Jamie cried bitterly as she licked Gary’s balls.

“Suck them,” Gary said, and instead of waiting for Jamie to do as he asked,
he levered her jaws openwith his hand and stuffed his balls between them.
“Suck on them good, Jamie, and I might keep Dave and his nasty needles
away from your slutty little face.”

“Don’t lie to the bitch,” Dave said, dotting her flat tummy and wide shoulders
with the long, sharp pins.

Jamie opened her mouth as wide as she could, and one of Gary’s fat balls
slipped between her lips. The single ball filled her mouth, and she had to
squirm her lips painfully to squeeze the other big ball into her spit-filled
cavity. With both of Gary’s balls in her mouth, Jamie’s beautiful face was
distorted, her pretty cheeks swollen grotesquely

“That’s it, Jamie, wash them off good.” Gary rubbed his dripping cock across
her forehead, leaving trails of pre-cum all over her. “Shit, Eastport’s got a
whole squad of fucking chwleaders. They’ll never miss one. And you’re ours,
now, you know that, don’t you?”

Jamie nodded her head up and down, tears and spit staining her soiled
cheeks. At Gary’s words her cunt contracted like a fist around Pat’s
punishing forearm.

A burning, agonizing orgasm gripped her sleek, helpless body, so powerful
and painful that it almost made her pass out, so unexpected that Jamie
couldn’t stop her moans of pleasure and the slow, sensual grinding of her
hips against Pat’s beating fist.
Jamie’s ears were pierced, but Dave pierced each lobe three more times for
good measure, driving needles completely through the fragile flaps of flesh.
He grabbed another handful of needles before he started on Jamie’s tits.
When he stuck the first pin deep into the upthrust little mound of her right tit
,
Jamie came again.

“Not my tits!” she groaned pitifully as Gary pulled his spit-dripping balls from

her widespread mouth. “Not my tits! They hurt already! They really do!
Dave, you already hurt my tits real bad! Please don’t hurt them anymore!”

“I thought you’d learned not to whine so fucking much,” Pat said in disgust.
He lit the lighter again and touched it to the perky mounds of her tits. “Maybe
we should all hurt your tits a little.”

Gary pulled Jamie’s head up by a fistful of hair, making her watch the double
torture of her firm young tits. The enslaved beauty screamed and thrashed
as Pat toasted her nipples with his cigarette lighter. He never dipped the
flame close enough to burn her badly, but by the time he stopped waving the
flames over her flesh the skin of her swollen, silky tits was stained a bright
pink.

And all the time Pat was burning her, Dave was turning the perky mounds
into twin pin cushions.

Jamie whimpered, crying at the obscene, degrading speecle of the pins
sticking from her tits. It was hard to decide which was worse, the pain of the
attack or the humiliation of having to watch helplessly while it was taking
place.

And Gary made sure she kept her eyes open for every moment of the
outrageous assault, pulling her eyelashes and pinching her lips and cheeks
every time her eyes fluttered shut.

Dave saved the best for last. After Pat had stopped his lighter torture and
had gone back to fist-fucking Jamie in earnest, Dave pulled a pair of thick
needles from the box of torture tools.

Jamie watched with wide eyes as he held the needles up for her inspection.
She knew what he was going to do with them, but she tried to convince
herself that she was wrong.

CHAPTER NINE

Dave grabbed her tit with his left hand, holding it still in spite of Jamie’s
frenzied thrashing. He steadied his hand against his side to make sure he
pierced the hard bud of flesh at the proper angle. And then he pierced her
nipple with the fat, sharp needle.

“No!” Jamie wailed, her beautiful face twisted with pain and terror. The tip of
the needle disappeared into one side of her nipple and a moment later it
popped through the other, drops of blood clinging to its glittering surface.
“No, Dave, no! Gary, not this! Please don’t ruin me! Please don’t ruin me
forever!”

“We’re improving you, you stuck up little slut!” Dave growled, sticking the
other needle through her left nipple. “Your little tits aren’t worth too fucking

much! Put a couple rings through them, though, and they’ll be a real fucking
attraction!”

“No!” Jamie whimpered. “No. Gary, Pat, Dave,you’re going too far! Too
far.

“You don’t understand yet, do you?” Gary asked, jerking Jamie’s head back
until she was staring up at him. “You belong to us. You’re our slave. We own
you, just the way we’d own a dog or a hamburger we were going to eat.
Anything we do to you is our fucking business. And your only fucking job is
to be happy about it. If we cut your fucking tit off you should say thank you
and ask us if we want to cut off the other. Understand?”

“Thank you,” Jamie whispered, her voice tremblin8. Suddenly, she did
understand. “Do you want to stick more pins in my tits, Dave?”

“Shut up,” Gary yelled, swir his leg over Jamie’s head to straddle her face.
“Suck my ass out, sexy cheerleader!”

Gary parted his asscheeks with his hands and settled down on top of
Jamie’s face. He sat on her face, making the straps of leather that held her
up cut deep into her flesh. His weight almost snapped Jamie’s neck, but it
didn’t matter. The musky aroma of his filth-clotted asscrack made Jamie
heave.

Jamie lapped up and down the filthy asscrack. She lathered the shitty
crevice with her tongue and slithered her lips up and down the crack to suck
away all the spit her tongue had left behind. The taste of Gary’s ass was ten
times worse than the smell, and Jamie’s empty stomach heaved and twisted
until the pain wracked her whole body.

Still she sponged her tongue and kissed her lips over the soiled flesh.

Pat pulled his fist from Jamie’s cunt. It was dripping with cunt-cream and
blood. Before the pulverized slit could begin to tighten he fucked his other
hand in, never missing a punishing stroke. A moment later Jamie felt a
strange pressure against her asshole. When she realized what it was her
heart beat fast with terror. Pat’s well-lubricated hand was forcing its way into

her tiny shitter.

Jamie screamed up into the crack of Gary’s ass. Then she began to force
her tongue up into the tiny tunnel of his shitter. Gary moaned with pleasure
as her tongue snaked up into his shitchute like a tiny, wet cock. He banged
his hard, dripping prick against her pin-cushion tits, then smashed the
needle-sprouting cones together and slid his cock through thefr silky
cleavage.

“Shake your ass, Jamie,” Pat said, watching as her tiny asshole spread to
accommodate the impossible intrusion of his pussy-slick fist. ‘You’ve never
gotten it this good, have you, cheerleader? You’ve never had this good a
fucking in your whole worthless, tight-assed life.”

“But you will again,” Dave said as he stroked his rock-hard cock. He
watched the helpless slave’s brutal fist-fuck and desperate ass-slurping with
equal fascination. “You’ll get fucked so good and so much that that’s about
the only thing you’ll think about.”

“And that’s all you should be thinking about,” Gary said, moaning with
pleasure from the feel of Jamie’s silky tits on his cock and her soft tongue in
his asshole. “Because from now on all you are is a mouth, a cunt and an
asshole all wrapped up in one slutty package.”

Jamie whimpered in agony and fw as Pat’s slippery fist popped fully into her
tiny shitchute. The ring of her shitter stretched and tore as Pat’s knuckles
squeezed through.

Her asscheeks looked as though they had been split in half, and her ass-
ring was stretched so wide that it looked as though it might burst apart. It did

tear, tiny trickles of blood slipping down her asscrack, but then Pat’s fist was

through, and he was ramming it up her shit-chute with all the power he could
muster.

Jamie’s supple body went stiff as a board as Pat rammed his forearm up her
pussy and asshole at the same time. She trembled uncontrollably, as if from
a terribly high fever. And she planted her lips tightly around the winking bud
of Gary’s asshole and sucked on it desperately as her orgasm blasted
through her overloaded body.

Suddenly her mouth filled with a wash of something that was too base and
earthy to be anything but shit. Jamie retched repeatedly, her lean, sexy body
jerking with the force of her heaving. The watery shit ran down her throat
and bubbled out over her lips. In an instant it was streaking down over her
face to splatter against her throat and shoulder and the floor beneath her.
Jamie tried to jerk her parted lips off Gary’s asshole, but she was trapped
between his asscheeks.

A huge, barely solid turd pushed out of Gary’s asshole and plopped between
Jamie’s lips. It filled her mouth, nudging its way into the back of her throat.
Another turd came out after it. Jamie’s mouth was already clogged with shit,
but Gary rubbed his ass back over her face, smearing her perfect features
with the dank stuff. Shit smwed up her nose and into her eyes, all over her
beautiful face.

Pat was going at her cunt and assh6le like a fighter, slamming his fists into
her so brutally that her body felt shattered beyond repair. His right fist
pounded so far up her asshole that Jamie thought she could feel his fist
pounding her stomach. His left fist banged against the inner walls of her
womb so forcefully that Jamie could feel her internal organs being shoved
and jostled.

Gary lifted his ass off her face to drop his last turd across the bridge of her
nose. It covered both of Jamie’s eyes like a steaming, stinking blindfold. He
used a handful of her hair to wipe his ass. Jamie uttered a long low moan as
Gary used her hair for toilet paper.

“Chew that shit!” Dave shouted, punching Jamie’s pin-cushion tits until they
flattened on her chest. “Chew it up and swallow it, you freaky shit-sucker!”
Gary turned, pumping his cock like a madman. His cum burst from the head
of his prick, splashing over Jamie’s shit-streaked face. Dave stepped up
beside him, and a moment later he was cumming too. They stood side by
side and covered Jamie’s beautiful defiled face with their gluey, filthy jism. I
t
ran into her mouth and draped over her nose and slid over her shitcaked
cheeks. Jism decorated the t urd that crossed the bridge of her nose like
icing. Gary shot a fat glob of fuck-cream that completley obscured Jamie’s
right eye.

Pat pulled his forearms from Jamie’s fuckholes and grabbed his cock just as
it started spitting cum. His jism arched high over Jamie’s shivering, needle-
pierced body. It slapped down with loud, wet splats, drawing dirty white lines
between her tits and down into the cup of her navel. He lowered his cock to
fire a few bursts into the widespread, tattered mouth of her pussy. The jism
pooled in her reamed out cunt, some sliding inside her and the rest trickling
out onto the floor.

Jamie chewed shit and swallowed shit as the three boys called her filthy
names and laughed at how they had humbled her.

“Now you know what you are,” Gary said. He shoved his cock into her shitty
mouth and started pissing. “We’re going to keep doing this shit to you until
you’re fucking numb, until you’re just a fucked out old whore. That should
take a year or two. And you’ll love every fucking minute of it. But first you’ve

got a fucking job to do.”

When Gary finished pissing, Dave stepped up to take his turn. Then Pat
stood up to take his.

Mter Pat was done pissing they made Jamie eat the turd that crossed her
forehead. She came three times while they were pissing on her, then came
twice more while she was chewing on the wad of shit.

“What do you say now, whore?” Gary asked as Jamie swallowed the shit.

“Thank you, Gary,” she whispered.

“What?” Gary screamed. “Speak up, you shitty, ugly slut!”

“Thank you, Gary!” she cried, putting the last of her failing strength into the
shout. “Thank you, Pat! Thank you, Dave!”
CHAPTER TEN

The boys on the Eastport football team were heading out of the school after
practice. It was one day before the big game against Rener’s Military
Academy, and’they had gone through an especially hard practice. The
coach wanted them to be ready, and he had sent them Out with strict orders
to hit their books and then hit their beds. But neither they nor the coach had
expected Jamie Shields to be standing in the parking lot behind the school,
waiting for them.

“Well hello there,” Jamie said, her voice low and throaty. She was wearing
tight jeans and a frilly black bra. None of the boys could believe what they
were seeing. “If it isn’t the big, bad Eastport Bulls.”

“Where have you been all week, Jamie,” one of the boys asked uncertainly.

“I’ve been getting something ready for the team,” Jamie said, moving her
hands slowly up her thighs, over her hips, onto the curves of her waist and
then out over her pert, upthrust tits.

“Something real special to thank you guys for all the great games you’ve
played.”

It had been over a week since the boys from Rener’s Military Academy had
grabbed her. During the last few days of her stay almost nothing had been
able to make Jamie feel any worse than she already did. But putting herself
on display for her old classmates was doing it.

These were guys who had been her friends, who she and her girlfriends had
gone out with. She knew that once she was done taking on the football team
that her life at Eastport was over. She had to squeeze back tears as she
flashed them an obscene, inviting smile.

“You guys know someplace we can go where I can thank you in private?”
Jamie unsnapped the front of the bra, letting the bouncy cones of her tits
pop out into the open. Almost every boy on the team gasped with open lust
at the sight of her proud, pointy tits. “My mouth’s watering for cocks.”

“Get the van,” a senior linebacker said to a junior end. “Pull it around.”

“Don’t worry,” Morris Walker, the school’s star halfback, added. “You’ll get
all the cock you can handle.”

Jamie looked from one familiar face to another, seeing the expressions she
had become so familiar with during her week long stay in hell at Rener’s
Academy. There was admiration of her beauty and lust for her sexy body.
But there was also contempt and scorn, even faint looks of disgust.

“I could suck those tits all night long,” a boy said.

“I’m going to fuck those sweet lips,” another boy added. “Stick my cock all
the way down her tight little throat. You like swallowing cum, Jamie? You
like sucking cock?”

“Yes,” Jamie said, her voice cracking with lust and humiliation.

She dropped her bra to the parking lot and one of the boys snatched it up. A
couple of the boys fought over it, and the one who won stretched it like a
rubberband and snapped it against Jamie’s firm tits. Jamie couldn’t keep
herself from uttering a long, throaty moan at the stinging pain of the catch
snapping against her tits.

“Hey, Jamie likes this shit!” the boy shouted. He snapped the bra against
her tits again, and half the football team laughed when Jamie’s face went
dreamy with passion and her legs shook beneath her.

The boys circled Jamie. They were all big football players, and Jamie felt
very tiny and helpless standing in their midst. That feeling made her even
hotter. And when several of the boys started pulling their jockstraps down
and reveallng long, thickening cocks, it was all the submissive young beauty
could do to keep from cumming.

“You like getting hit?” Tommy Moore, the cute senior quarterback asked.
There was a look on his face that seemed to say he would very much like to
hurt her. “You like getting belted around? Maybe you’d like it if we tied you
down and fucked you until you can’t stand up.”

“Yes!” Jamie gasped, her voice trembling with anticipation. “I’d like that very
much! Beat me! Whip me! Tie me up and fuck me until I can’t stand it! Hurt
me! Fuck me and hurt me and use me until I can’t move a muscle!”

“All right,” one of the boys said. “I never knew you were such a slut, Jamie.
You’re a real hot-assed whore.”

Jamie tore at the clasp of her jeans, then yanked the zipper down. She
skinned her way out of the pants slowly and sexily, kicked off the thongs she
was wearing, and stood in the middle of the mob of boys dressed in only a
sheer pair of black panties. She stripped those down too, and spread her
legs far enough to offer a glimpse of her pink cunt-lips and her wiggling little

clit. The boys at the academy had shaved away the last of her pussy-hair, so
there was nothing to obscure the sight of her luscious pussy.

“You dirty whore,” Morris said with something like wonder in his voice. “You
shaved your fucking cunt! You’re really hungry for some cock, aren’t you?”

“I want it so bad,” she said in a sexy voice.

She cupped her hand over her cunt and spread her pussy-lips wide for the
boys’ inspection. After a few moments she speared two fingers up inside the
pretty cunt. “I want it in my cunt, in my mouth, in my ass, between my tits-
anywhere you want. Just make it hard. Make it hurt.”

“Shit!” a boy yelled. “We’ve got a party here! Where the fuck are we going to
take her?”

“Penn Valley Park,” Tommy said. “Way over on the west side there are
some spots where nobody ever fucking goes. Bring some booze and we’ll
have a real fucking party.”

“I can’t wait!” Jamie gasped, dropping to her knees and pulling at the front of
Tommy’s pants. “I need your cock right here!”

She ran her fingers between her full, moist lips, sucking and licking at them
as though they were a sweet little cock. Then she pulled Tommy’s cock out
of his pants and rubbed it over her face. As she knelt naked in the parking
lot, spearing three fingers into her heating cunt and smearing Tommy’s
slowly hardening prick all over her beautiful face, the other boys moved in
on her. She fek rough hands cupping her tits, stroking her sides and legs,
and pinching her perfect ass. Cocks brushed her face and shoulders. The
boys were getting ready to give her the gang-bang she had begged for.

“I’ve never seen a sweeter pussy,” a boy said.
“She said we could fuck her ass,” another sai d. Jamie squeaked and
wriggled her sexy ass when a boy stuck his finger up her asshole.

“Don’t get nervous,” another boy said.

“She’s nothing but a whore. Shit, she’ll probably get ass-fucked fifty times
before the night’s over.”

Jamie rubbed Tommy’s cock all over her face, smearing his fuck-lube over
her cheeks and nose and chin. Then she stuffed the swelling head of his
cock between her lips. She slurped at it as noisily as she could, making the
most obscene sucking and smacking noises possible. She rolled Tommy’s
cock over with her tongue, washed his cock with her spit, then bobbed her
head for-ward and took his cock all the way down her throat.

All the time she was tickling his balls and pumping the fat stalk of his prick.
Her cunt was convulsing around her three knifing fingers, leaking fuck-
cream like a sieve. But more than her pistoning fingers or the luscious cock
between her lips, it was what her old friends and schoolmates were saying
about her that made Jamie explode into orgasm.

“That tight little pussy looks like it could just eat you up.”

“I’m going to cum all over her face. I never thought I’d see innocent Jamie
dripping with jism.”

“Suck that cock, bitch! Shit, look at the way she’s taking that big prick!”

“Shake your ass for us, Jamie! Bounce those sexy fucking tits!”

Jamie moaned, unable to stop the sensuous sway of her body. She bobbed
her head fast on Tommy’s cock, squirming her lips so tight around his fuck-
pole that he thought she was skinning him alive. Her ass danced back and
forth, her asshole flexing open and shut, her cunt-lips flapping like the wings
of a pale pink butterfly. Pussyrubbed her satiny thighs together as the orgasm crested.

“Hey,” one of the boys said, his eyes wide as he watched the first slow
slithering of pussy-juice from her wiggling cunt, “I think Jamie’s cumming. I
think the bitch is getting off!”

“Yes!” Jamie hissed, pulling her mouth off Tommy’s cock and rubbing the
fleshy fuck-tube all over her upturned face. “The bitch is cununing! Look at
the slut! She’s creaining all over herself just sucking on a big, fat cock! I’m
a
sleazy little tramp, aren’t I? I’m nothing but trash! Somebody ought to fuck
my slutty little ass off!”

She lapped at Tommy’s dangling balls and pushed her pretty face between
his legs so that she could run her tongue up his asscrack. She planted her
lips on the ring of his shitter and gave him a long, lingering kiss. All the tim
e
she ministered to his balls and asshole she ran his spit slick prick all over
her face. When she popped her head back out from between his legs her
face was slimy with his slick pre-cum. She popped his cock back between
her lips and swallowed it to the balls with one steady, throatclogging lunge.

Boys hands swarmed over her crotch, and someone pulled Jamie’s fingers
out of her cunt and replaced them with his own. Hands were swanning over
her tits, too. In fact, there wasn’t an inch of Jamie’s slender, sexy body that
wasn’t being pawed and probed by questing male fingers.

A half dozen hands swarmed over her aiready-spasming cunt. They were
poking and probing and pinching her sensitive pussy-flesh. Fingers from
four different hands plunged into her cunt. Hands pulled her pussy-lips
roughly in one direction and then another.

Fingers pulled and pinched her clit, and Jamie squealed in a mixture of pain
and lust, wondering if the less experienced boys of the Eastport football
squad knew how much it hurt when they mishandled her clit in such a way.

They pulled her sexy asscheeks wide apart and three fingers from three
different hands poked into her asshole. Other boys were pinching the tender
flesh of her asscrack. Still others were slapping and pinching the softly
rounded cheeks of her ass.

Hands had descended on her tits, too. Boys pulled her nipples and pinched
her soft tit-flesh and crushed the upthrust mounds until they were distorted
into strange shapes. Other boys stroked and petted her stomach, and
pinched her long, sexy legs and slender, creamy arms.

“Yes!” she cried around the mouthful of cock she was sucking. “No! Oh, you
nasty motherfuckers! Do it! Do me good! So good! Oh! Oh! Oh!”

Jamie writhed like an eel out of water, her sleek body twisting in a sinuous
display of pure animal lust. She devoured Tommy’s cock. Without warning,
he began to spew his cum, and Jamie bobbed her head even more wildly.
Her lips slurped as she fucked her face on his spurting cock. Soon the
soupy mix of his cum and her spit was flying everywhere, frosting his prick,
webbing her lips and dangling from the bouncing cones of her tits.

It was as if the boys had reached into her cunt and grabbed the orgasm she
had been having. Now they were holding it there, beating it into a froth with
their diddling, pinching, pulling fingers. It kept growing and growing, never
ebbing at all, just building and building and building endlessly.

Jamie whimpered around her mouthful of gushing cock, blowing bubbles in
the frothy mix of cum and spit that spilled out over the jerking stalk of
Tommy’s prick. She jerked her ass crazily from side to side. Her pussy-juice
coated the fingers that spiked into her fuck-holes. It splattered her soft inner

thighs and ran in tiny streams down to her knees and the hard blacktop of
the parking lot. Jamie’s asshole gripped the fingers plunging inside it so
hard that the boys could hardly pull them out. Her cunt wrung the fingers that
were spearing inside it with a desperate strength.

“What a hot-assed cunt,” one of the boys said. He pulled his cock and
rubbed it over the side of Jamie’s face. “I’ve never seen such a fucking slut.”

“Tramp!” Tommy growled, clutching Jamie’s head while she jerked off his
cock with her lips. “Jamie, you should have told us what a trashy little slut
you really are. Fuck, you could thank us for playing football every week.”

“Every day,” another boy said. He was shoving three fingers into Jamie’s
cunt. Her pussy was spread unbelievably wide now, accommodating fifteen
fingers from the hands of seven different boys. “Look at the way her pussy
stretched. We could fuck her four at a time.”

“Yes!” Jamie hissed. Tommy’s cock was only dripping now. Jamie still
bobbed her head wildly, slurping up every bit of jizz and spit coating his long
stalk of fuck meat. “Fuck me! Beat me! Hurt me! Do everything you’ve ever
wanted to do to a girl!” So many fingers were doing so many different things
to her that Jamie could no longer keep track. She could only buck her ass
back against the fingers and grind her hips to make sure they filled every
nook and cranny inside her. The mass finger-fucking was hurting her
terribly, stretching the mouth of her cunt farther than Pat’s fist-fucking had.
That was one of the reasons she was cumming so hard.

Jamie writhed and shivered. Her sultry little body was bathed in sexual
sweat. Her flat stomach trembled with passion, her lush thighs shivered as
they spread wider and wider before the crush of male hands. Her tits were
swelling, her nipples getting thicker and longer with each pinch or slap they
received.

Jamie looked up at Tommy and the others and smiled happily. Her face
sparkled with sweat and was twisted with the strain of being mauled by so
many demanding male hands. But it was also ecstatic, shining with pure
pleasure. Her lush lips were moistly parted. Her smile revealed a mouthful of
white cum. Jamie guiped it down noisily as the boys watched in excited
wonder.

“Yummmmmm!” she moaned, her eyes dreamy, a tiny smile on her lips.
“That tasted soooo good! Who wants to be next to give me a little drink?”

“Me, slut!” a boy shouted, and pushed his prick at Jamie’s face just as the
first thick, white trailer of jism erupted from the end of his cock. “Suck on
this, you hot-assed tramp!”

Blinding cock-slime squirted into Jamie’s eyes. More slopped over the
bridge of her nose and splattered against her cheek. The boy hit Jamie with
his cock, bruising her lips and stinging her nose while he covered her face in
spunk. Jamie yelped from the burning pain that stung her eyes and tried to
turn her head away from the wash of jism. Hands twisted in her hair, pulling
her face around to meet the jolting slaps of the boy’s cock and the fluid wash
of his cum.

“You like that?” a boy asked, and the others laughed. “You like that, Jamie?
Damn, but you’re a slutty little cunt!”

“I love it!” Jamie gasped. She opened her mouth wide, but the boy didn’t
seem to want to shoot his jism there. Instead he spurted it all over her face.
“I love cum! I love having cum all over my face!”

Jamie undulated as the boy slapped her with his fountaining cock. She
humped her ass on the multitude of fingers that fucked into her pussy. Her
lean, sensuous body writhed in a supple display of sexual desire. One
orgasm after another poured through her body.
“Hey, look at this!” a boy cried. “I can stick my whole fist up Jamie’s cunt!
What a hungry little whore!”

Jamie screamed as one of the boys with his fingers in her cunt balled his
hand into a fist and fucked it deep inside her. Tommy and another boy
grabbed her wrists and twisted her arms brutally behind her back, tying them
together with jockstraps at her wrists and elbows. Another boy stepped up
and started unloading his jism load all over Jamie’s face. The sexy young
slave screamed in sudden agony, squirming both in excitement and in a
desperate attempt to escape the pain she was feeling.

Another boy slid his hand inside her cunt, then balled it into a fist once it wa
s
inside. Suddenly there were two fists fucking inside her cunt at the same
time, and there were still at least a dozen fingers poking around the edges
of her widespread pussy.

“No!” she screamed. As she opened her mouth, another boy stepped close
with a spurting cock and doused her mouth with a cupful of gooey white
jism. Jamie spit it all over herself as she screamed again. “Noooooo!”

“This is what you said you wanted!” One of the fist fuckers laughed, fucking
his forearm relentlessly inside Jamie’s overheated pussy. “And your cunt’s
sure as fuck big enough! What you been fucking, Jamie, horses?”

Jamie shuddered uncontrollably, her lithe body drawn tight as the two boys
pounded their fists inside her. Her mind began to unhinge as a third boy
forced his hand up inside her, forcing the boys who were still fucking her
with their fingers to pull aside.

He rolled his hand into a fist as soon as his wrist popped through the tearing
mouth of her pussy. Suddenly there were three fists inside her at once!

“No!” she cried. The pain was incredible. She had never imagined that her
own friends and schoolmates could be so cruel. “Please stop. I didn’t want
to do this! They made me get you to fuck me!”

“Too late for bullshit now, Jamie,” Morris said, stepping up with a crusted
yellow jockstrap held gingerly in his fingertips. “You’re a slut, no doubt about

it. And you begged us for this. Now we’re going to have a party, and we’ve
got forty party favors we can’t wait to give you.”

“No!” Jamie cried hollowly. The three boys were beating her cunt to one
orgasm after another. “No!”

Her cunt was almost unrecognizable spread around the three thick wrists. It
was as though her pussy had been pierced by three huge tree branches.
Fresh blood was trickling from the mouth of her cunt, but there wasn’t very
much. A week at the Rener Academy had stretched her pussy pretty wide.

Inside her cunt was taking an even worse beating. Try as they might the
boys couldn’t give her a real fist fucking with all three of their hands stuffed

inside her. There were simply limits to what the human body could stand.
But just the presence of three balled fists in her cunt was tearing Jamie
apart. Her legs were spread out so wide by the intrusion that they felt
dislocated. Her pelvis seemed to be separating. Even the tiny mouth to her
womb was spread wide by the unnatural stretching, and when one of the
boys realized that he, speared his middle finger into the hole.

Jamie screamed insanely and went into convulsions as the boy plunged his
finger deep inside her. Only the restraining hands of the boys kept her from
toppling to the ground. An orgasm exploded inside her. A glut of
pussycream washed through her cunt that made all three boys pull their fists
out of her in disgust.

“Here, Jamie, you sweet little thing,” Morris said sarcastically while Jamie
was still thrashing spastically from her awful, pain-wracked orgasm. “A slut
like you couldn’t be homecoming queen, but in honor of the service you’re
doing for us, we thought we would make you slime queen! Here’s you
crown, baby!”

He pulled the dirty jockstrap down over her face like a helmet, pushing the
dirtiest part of the crotch over Jamie’s nose and into her mouth. A boy
bombarded her face with jism, soiling her, and the jockstrap even more.
Jamie’s orgasm exploded again.

And then she realzed that there would be one difference. The academy boys
had kidnapped her, held her against her will, used force to turn her into a
slut. They were strangers who hated her. These were guys she had known
all her life, guys she had always thought were her friends. And she had
begged them to do every painful, degrading thing they could think of to her
sexy young body. Jamie cried as she understood what that meant.

She was never going to escape what Gary and his friends had done to her.
The boys at the academy had turned her into a junkie, and her drug was
torture and rape and humiliation.

“Get the whore into the van!” Tommy growled, and Jamie was hauled into
the air.

It was time for her to get her fix.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The edge of the park was deserted, as Tommy had claimed it would be.
When they got there, the boys laid Jamie out on the back of the van and
started the gang-bang in earnest. Jamie squirmed and screamed her way
through twenty orgasms as one boy after another slipped between her
widespread legs.

Jamie’s arms were bound behind her, and each time one of the boys
pounded down on her helpless body she felt as though her elbows or wrists
were going to sMp. The helplessness and pain only made her more excited.
The boys fucked her with short, brutal strokes, clawed at her tits, and
slobbered over her face.

And as they fucked her and cursed her and mocked her, Jamie climaxed
again and again. She had been reduced to a sex-toy in their eyes, a slutty
little tramp who was fit for fucking and hurting and making fun of. The
ultimate degradation of having been turned into a whore in the eyes of her
friends turned Jamie on like nothing else that had happened.

It was late that afternoon before the boys pulled Jamie out of the back of the
van. Her pussy was swollen almost shut, and the seat was soaked with her
sweat and puddled with the jism that had leaked from her cunt.

The boys pulled Jamie roughly to her feet, and as she wobbled under their
guidance to the front of the van, huge clots of gluey jism poured down over
the lips of her cunt, ran in rivers down her legs, and lay glistening on the
ground.

“You?re leaving a trail of sperm, Jamie,” a boy said cruelly.
They laid Jamie face-down over the hood of the van, making her spread her
legs wide apart. Then they took turns fucking her ass the same way they
had taken turns fucking her cunt. Jamie’s climaxes continued as the boys
smashed her into the hard, cold hood. Her pert little tits flattened against the

unyielding metal. he air was forced from her lungs every time a huge boy’s
body sandwiched her into the side of the van.

Each ass-fucking stole a little more of her energy, made her legs a little
more wobbly and her balance a little less certain. Before long her lean, sexy
legs were streaked with jism. Boys turned her head this way and that as they
assfucked her, making her French-kiss them, and biting and spitting on her
face and throat and shoulders while they fucked her overworked shitter.

By the time the last boy had shot his jism up her soaked, clasping asshole
Jamie was nearly unconscious. She took two stumbling steps away from the
hood of the van and collapsed into the gravel that lined the side of the road.
The boys pulled her back up to her knees and ordered her to give them
blow-jobs.

“Stick your tongue into my piss-slit!”

“Suck on my balls, bitch!”

“Don’t swallow my cum, slut! Hold it in your mouth and then drool it out!
Yeah, that’s it!”

“Tilt your head back. Yeah! Right up your nose, Jamie! Right up your
fucking nose!”

Each boy made her do something different. Whatever order they gave her,
Jamie meekly followed. Before long the jockstrap crown Morris had put on
her head was soaked with fuck-cream. A short time later the boys pulled it
off her head and made her suck it clean before they tossed it away. Then it
was back to more sucking.

Jamie’s knees were chafed raw and bleeding by the gravel she knelt on. Her
lips were bruised and swollen by the rough slide of cocks and the beating of
prick-heads against her mouth. Her face was so plastered with jism that she
looked as though she were wearing a mask. Her tits were painted with the
same dirty shade of silver.

When it was over the boys were tired. Tommy pulled her body over to a
thick tree. With the help of a couple other boys, he forced the fucked out
cheerleader to stand up, and then he circled her arms and legs around the
trunk and tied them tightly in place.

“Noooooo!” Jamie cried weakly. She knew that nothing she wanted
mattered, but she couldn’t keep from cying out at the horrible pain that
lanced through her arms and shoulders and legs and hips from the
unnatural way she had been bound hugging the tree. “No . this hurts really
bad! Aren’t you done?”

“You said you wanted to get beaten, Jamie,” Tommy said with a srnile,
winking at the other boys and pulling his belt from his pants. “You said you
wanted to get hurt.”

Every boy on the football team took part in her beating. They whipped her
with thefr belts. They whipped her with switches they got from the
surrounding woods. They whipped her with lengths of rope from the back of
the van. Morris even beat her with the tow chain for a while, and then they
stuffed the chain up her ass, giving her a long metal tail to shake while they
continued her punishinent.

Jamie came a dozen times while they were beating her. She hugged the
tree desperately. The longer they beat her the hotter she became. By the
time her ass and back was covered with bright red welts she was humping
the tree as though it were the world’s sweetest, most delightful cock. The
brutal scratching of the bark was almost as painful as the lashing of the belts
and switches that were scoring her tender flesh, and it turned her on even
more.

“Shake that slutty ass!” a boy shouted, leaving a blood-red streak across her
jiggling asseheeks.

“Wag your tail, you doggy bitch!” another boy shouted, lashing his belt
savagely across Jamie’s shoulders. “Wag your tail just like the little lap-dog
bitch you are!”

Jamie dropped her head against the tree and cried as the boys paused in
her whipping to examine the way her cunt-juice had soaked the bark. A few
of them plunged their fingers up into her cunt.

Tommy slammed his belt up against the swollen lips of her pussy, and
Morris slapped her cunt with a switch. More than a few of the boys took the
opportunity to give Jamie a kiss, or bite her arms or throat or face, or just
spit on her as though she were a heap of old smelly garbage. Then they
went back to whipping her.

The boys got hot again as they whipped her, and before long they were
having to take breaks for a boy to step up behind her and shove his cock up
her cunt or asshole.

The fucks were inhumanly painful for the sexy girl, crushing her svelte body
brutally into the hard, rough tree, but the boys didn’t care. They just laughed
at the way the chain wagged back and forth when she shook her ass, at the
way cum joined her pussy-cream in streaming down the bark of the tree.
The boys pulled the chain out of her asshole when they wanted to fuck her
there, then stuffed it back up inside her when they were finished. The pain of
being started up like a lawumower made Jamie tremble and whine, but the
boys thought it looked hilarious and they couldn’t seem to do it enough.

Finally the boys tired of the game. Only Tommy continued her beating. He
seemed to want to beat her to death. When the last of the other boys had
gone back to the van to drink beer and rest, Tommy switched from belt to
switch to rope, lashing Jamie until she was bloody, not seeming to be
satisfied until he had scored every inch of her creamy skin.

“You still having fun, bitch?” lie shouted, slapping her face with the switch,
taking a break only to spit -on her and switch weapons. “You still want us to
keep going?”

“Hurts!” Jamie whimpered, no longer exactly sure of what was happening,
aware only of the pleasure that tickled her worn-out cunt and the pain that
bathed every other inch of her body. “Hurts so good!”

Tommy screamed with rage and beat her harder. Finally it took all of the
boys to convince him to stop. By that time Jamie hung unconscious from the
tree. Her slender, sexy body was so still that some of the football players
were afraid they might have gang-banged her to death. When they cut her
down from the tree, they saw that she was still alive, though, and that
although she was unconscious, her cunt was still spasming and leaking slick
pussy-cream.

The sight excited some of the boys so much they wanted to fuck Jamie
some more. They tied her knees to her shoulders with more jockstraps and
shot their cum into her one after another. Even the boys who had had
enough of the night-long gang-rape took another turn, not wanting to be
considered wimps by their friends. Jamie came wake after the first few
fucks, screaming her way incoherently through an unending orgasm.

Before long the boys’ cum was briminng over her sloppy cunt. This time the
overflow of cock-slime cascaded into her face. Jamie opened her mouth for
it, swallowing all she could and letting the rest pollute her face even more
thoroughly than it already had. A lot of the boys pulled their cocks out of her
cunt when they came and blasted their fuck-juice right into Jamie’s beautiful,
passive face. Before long she was unrecognizable beneath a thick, slimy
mass of dry and wet jism.

After the last boy had fed her the last of his jism, Jamie was still cumming.
Her body was covered with welts, bruises, and cock-slime. She looked as
though she had taken on an army division in a week-lng orgy. But her pussy
was still squirming, her asshole still flexing.

The tired boys collected a couple beer bottles and fucked them inside her.
They made her cum constantly, cum painfully, for over an hour When they
tired of the game, they untied her knees from her shoulders, but they left the
bottles fucked deep inside her.

“We got to get going, Jamie,” one of the boys said. “You want a ride?”

“Yeah,” another boy said with a laugh, “we could drop you off at your
house.”

“A whorehouse more likely,” another boy said.

Jamie scooped clotted jism out of her eyes and stared up at them. The boys
began to feel uncomforatble, and none of them wanted to go near the girl
they had just fucked into insensibility.

“Piss on me!” she asped. A huge glut of jism poured out over her lips as she
opened he r mouth to speak. It streamed down over her chin and throat in a
wave of solid, dirty white. “Piss all over me! All of you! I’m nothing but trash
!
I ought to get pissed on! It’s all I’m good for! Piss on me and show me what
kind of whore I really am!”
“Right on, Jamie,” Tommy said, and aimed his cock right at her eyes. “All
over your trampy, cum-sucking face.”

Jamie screamed as his piss scalded her eyes. She blinked them shut, and
then Tommy was pissing over her nose and into her open mouth.

Other boys started pissing. They hosed her body down with a dozen
streams of piss, then two dozen. Before long almost every boy on the
football team was drenching Jamie’s sleek young body in his stinking yellow
piss.

Jamie writhed in ectasy as the boys pissed on her. Her sinuous, sultry body
twisted and rippled in a display of raw, sluttish sex. Before long her creamy,
welted skin glistened with piss. Boys pissed into her cunt and into her ass.
More than anywhere else the boys pissed over her beautiful face and into
her open mouth. They laughed at her and called her names while they
watched her swallowing steaming mouthfuls of their dirty piss, and each
time she had emptied her mouth, they filled it up again.

Jamie couldn’t stop cumming. Her cunt and asshole gripped the bottles that
pierced them until they were close to shattering. Her cunt poured so much
fuckeam that the bottle filled with it. Her ass clutched the one bottle so
fiercely that it shot it out. They boys pissed until the ground beneath Jamie
had been pounded into mud, and she squirmed in the filthy black muck,
painting her body in the pissy soil.

Too soon it was over. Jamie cried out at the loss when the last of the boys
stopped pissing. She had been fucked and beaten almost to death. Her life
at her old school had been destroyed. She had been defiled by the very
people who had always been her friends.

Now she lay limp in piss-soaked mud, her lean, sexy body streaked with
cum and filth and pussy cream,and soaked with piss.Aquart beer bottle
stuck out of her cunt, almost half full with her own pussy-cream. But if the
boys left her she would be alone. No one would be fucking her. No one
would be hurting her.

Jamie didn’t think she could stand it.

“More!” she cried out desperately. “Please fuck the slut some more!”

“Shit,” Morris said. “We fuck you anymore and we’ll have a dead tramp on
our hands. Come back tomorrow after we kick the Academy’s little military
asses. Maybe we’ll have another party.”

“Or maybe not,” another boy said cruelly. “We might have some real girls
willing to fuck us tomorrow. Respectable girls, you know. They’ll be all happy
after we win the game. You know, you can fuck a slut anytime, but you’ve
got to jump at your chances with real girls.”

Jamie cried at the boy’s words.

“Here, bitch, have a present,” Tommy said, squatting down over her. “A last
little party favor, huh, Jamie?”

Jamie knew what to expect even before the first turd slipped out of Tommy’s
asshole. She came as it splatted down on top of her tits. He laid his second,
long, curling turd on the flat, quivering plane of Jamie’s stomach, and her
orgasm grew hotter at the filthy smell and wet feel of the shit on her belly.
He scooted up over her body like a crab before his third turd dropped out.
Half of it landed on the tip of Jamie’s nose and the rest of it curled down
over her lips.

He dropped his last turd right between Jamie’s eyes. He used her hand to
wipe his ass, grabbing her wrist and making her rub his shitter clean. Jamie
came while she was doing that, too.

“Damn, Tommy, you’re one gross motherfucker,” Morris said as Tommy
trotted to the van.

“Shit!” another boy said. “It’s fucking four o’clock in the morning! Oh shit, if

coach knew, he’d fucking kill us!”

“Well he doesn’t have to know, does he?” Tommy snapped. “And he better
fucking never.

Bye, Jamie, you scuzzy whore. See you at the game tomorrow. Maybe you
can give some blow-jobs at halftime.”

A moment after the van drove away a car stopped beside her. Dave, Gary,
and Pat got out.

“Looks natural, doesn’t she?” Dave asked with a grin.

“Those lousy creeps won’t have a chance tomorrow,” Pat said. “They’ll be
so fuckedout and worn-out that we’ll mow right over them. Congratulations,
general.”

“Like any good commander,” Gary said, “I’m only as good as the men under
my command. In this case, the men and sluts under my command. You look
good, whore. You look just the way you ought to.”

Jamie was slick with piss. Her sleek, sexy body was streaked with cum and
mud and dotted with wet brown turds. Cum d pussycunt. Cum dribbled from her weakly flexing shitter. Dave grabbed the bottle
out of her cunt and pushed it between her lips. He held it upside-down until
every drop of her pussy-cream had drained out of the bottle and down her
throat. Jamie came twice while he was doing it.

“That was a very successful first mission, slut,” Gary said. “But you’ve got
one fucking lot of work left to do.”

“And you’ve got to stay in training, too,” Pat said. “I saw that little trick th
ey
did with three fists. I think we might try three feet sometime real soon.”

“Turn her over,” Gary said, and Dave grabbed a handful of her hair and
jerked her onto her stomach. “This is a present for you, Jamie. A present,
just so you’ll always know who you are, and what you are.”

Jamie had an instant to see the blazing hot iron Gary held in his hand. A
simple sentence was stenciled on it. It read: Please fuck me hard. A
moment later Jamie saw the similar iron that Pat was holding. It read: I’m a
slut.

She tried to get away. She knew that this would be the end, that once they
had branded her with the two irons she would never be able to go back. For
as long as she lived, she would be a toy for the men around her, a pretty,
mindless animal to be fucked and hurt and ridiculed. Dave held her tight,
though, and a moment later she realized that it was already too late for her.

Jamie stopped struggling and let Pat push the first brand into her left
asscheek.

The pain was awful. She could smell her own smoking flesh and hear the
sizzle as the brand burned into her. But she came.

And a moment later she came again. She had to, because Gary was
branding her other asscheek. The pain made her cry and shiver, but it
seemed to the dazed, beautiful slave that it was for the best. Now every boy
and man she met would know what she was. And they would do whatever
they wanted to do to her, whenever they wanted, wherever they wanted, as
much as they wanted.

She decided she would show her brands to every man and boy she ever
knew, and tell them to bring their friends.

She never went back to school, and never got a job or even a place to live.
She just let men pass her around, and slept wherever she lay when they
finished raping her, and beating her. Sometimes it was a man?s house or
apartment, sometimes in a car or van, sometimes in an alley or parking lot.
She didn?t care, as long as she got what she wanted, what she deserved.

RAPED VIRGIN CHEERLEADER

Sunday, March 22nd, 2009

by bob

CHAPTER ONE

“Suck my cock, Jamie,” the boy in the uniform commanded, slapping
Jamie’s beautiful, tear-stained face with his fat, slimy cock. “Suck some
mliitary cock, you trashy, cheerleading slut!”

Jamie was bent over like an animal in the middle of the mob of boys. It
seemed to the daeed young cheerleader that every boy attending Rener’s
Military Academy must be gathered around her.

They were mauling her tender young body through her tight, blue and gold
cheerleading uniform. They grabbed at her tits and slapped her ass and
pinched her long, lean legs. Boys knelt on her forearms and calves, hurting
her terribly and keeping her pinned in her degrading position.

It was more than the innocent sophomore cheerleader could stand, and she
cried out in pain and protest as the boys manhandled her sexy young body.
Moments before she had been walking home from her school, Eastport,
across the campus of the military academy. It was the same way she walked
home everyday after cheerleading practice.

Now a crowd of at least fifty boys had pulled her into the narrow space
between two bulidings, forced her down on her hands and knees, and were
taking liberties with her sexy body that no boy had never taken before.
Jamie began to cry, sensing that she was not going to escape from these
boys unscathed.

“There you go, cheer-tramp!” The ring-leader, a senior cadet named Gary,
pushed his cock through the oval ring of Jamie’s lips the moment she
opened her mouth to cry. “Suck that cock, you trashy slut! Justt like you do
with all those wimps at Eastport.”

Jamie gagged, howling with revulsion as Gary’s fat cock stretched her lips
and pushed her jaws wide apart. She tried to jerk her head away, but the
boys held her so tightly that she could barely move a muscle.

There was nothing Jamie could do as Gary pushed his fat, filthy cock over
her tongue and into the warm, wet cavity of her mouth.

“Look at the silly little bitch take cock!” Gary shouted happily, pulling Jamie’
s
head forward by her ears and pumping his hips at her face as though he
was fucking a cunt instead of a mouth. “She loves it! I told you guys that all
these Eastport cunts were nothing but slutty whores!”

Gary gritted his teeth with pleasure as he held Jamie’s head in place and
spitted her beautiful face on the long, fat length of his prick. Her lips were
stretched obscenely around the huge girth of his cock. Her throat worked
convulsively in a vain, desperate effort to expel the inches of wrist-thick
fuck-rod he was pushing down her gullet. Gary drove relentlessly forward,
feeding her all ten inches of his massive prick. By the time his balls were
draped over her pretty chin Jamie was gagging and thrashing wildly. Her
face was turning white with shock.

“None of those little Eastport assholes have pricks like that, do they, Jamie-
slut?” Pat Funt, another of the senior cadets asked. He was tall and blond
and good-looking, and as he spoke, he flopped out a rock-hard cock that
was every bit as long as Gary’s. “And you’re never going to forget the
fucking I’m going to give you with this big baby!”

Pat and Gary winked at each other as Pat dropped to his knees behind the
bowed, beautiful cheerleader. They glanced at a couple of the other boys
who had been in on the original plan to nab and train the sexy little slut. So
far the plan was working perfectly.

Ever since school had started in the fall, Jamie Shields had been swinging
her hot little ass across’the Academy’s campus. She always wore the
tightest, sexiest clothes, never wore bras, and swuug her ass as though she
wanted to give every boy in the school the world’s biggest hard-on. Next
week the Academy was going to Eastport in a big football game, and that
had given Gary, Pat and a few others the excuse they had needed to jump
her sexy ass and make her pay for all the teasing she’d been doing.

There wasn’t a single dog among the Eastport cheerleaders, but the
beautiful sophomore was easily the pick of the litter. Jamie had the most
beautiful face most of the boys at the Academy had ever seen. Her eyes
were huge almonds, her cheeks sohigh and perfect that she could have
been a fashion model. Her lips were so full and sensual that every boy Gary
had talked to admitted that his fondest dream was to stick his cock between
them.

Jamie had a perfect, coltish teenage body. Her legs were her best feature.
Her thighs were full and creamy and fmely muscles. Her calves were
perfectly turned, perfectl? shaped. Even her ankles and feet were flawless.

But if Jamie’s legs were her best feature, her ass wasn’t far behind. Jamie
was a very thin girl, but her ass was a mound of firm, creamy flesh. It swept
out beautifully from the long, shapely pillars of her legs, then swept back in
to a waist that was long and narrow.

Jamie’s tits weren’t huge, but for a girl as slender as she was, they were
bigger than average. But the size of Jamie’s tits wasn’t what was remarkable
about them. Their shape was.

Jamie’s tIts were perfect, upthrust cones. They stood out from her chest like
firm little torpedoes, so perky that they seemed to beg to be taken into a
man’s hand or mouth, to be crushed together around a hard-thrusting cock.
Her nipples were pink, always erect and over an inch long.

Now she was trapped on her hands and knees in a space no more than six
feet wide. Her black hair was disheveled. Her cheerleading sweater was
pulled up under her arms, baring her long, lean torso and her pert tits. There
were boys pushing their knees into her forearms and calves, making her
tremble with agony. There was a huge cock spitting her face, stretching her
lips wide.

Jamie squlrined and twisted frantically against the boys who held her,
writhing in a hopeless, sexy escape attempt. She was gagging and gasping
for breath. Her face was pale and she was crying her eyes out. She was still
the hottest-looking bitch any of the boys had ever seen.

“That’s it, Jamie-whore,” Pat said, flipping her short cheerleading skirt up
over her creamy haunches and then ripping off her panties. “Keep shaking
that sexy little ass and you’ll be fucking fine before you know it.”

Jamie screamed around the throat-clogging girth of Gary’s huge prick when
she felt the first pressure of Pat’s cock-head against the pink lips of her
pussy. She thrashed like a madwoman, almost throwing off the boys who
crushed her arms and legs to the ground.

She arched her back and swung her lush ass in every direction, but there
was nothing she could do to escape Pat’s big cock.
Finally he pounded his fist into the small of her back so hard that for an
instant Jamie was paralyzed. And in that moment Pat fucked his fat cock
inside her.

“I’m a virgin!” Jamie screamed around the fat sausage of Gary’s cock.
“Please don’t-oh no! Oh no! Oh no! What are you doing!”

Pat closed his eyes against the pleasure of Jamie’s super tight, super hot
cunt. His cock was bigger than the tiny pink mouth of her pussy, and as he
pushed his fat cock-head inside her petal-like cunt-lips they stretched almost
to the point of tearing.

Jamie was a tall girl, but her cunt was tiny, virginal. Pat had fucked no more
than three inches of his cock into Jamie’s tiny cunt when he hit the fleshy
wall of her cherry.

It didn’t stop him.

Jamie stopped thrashing when Pat tore her cherry to shreds. At first it felt as
though it was stretching. Then it gave way with a rush, and something hot
and wet filled Jamie’s tiny cunt. When she realized it was her virgin blood,
she almost passed out.

Jamie had denied nice boys who really liked her, determined to save herself
for the man she was going to marry. Now her virginity had been ripped away
in a back alley by a vicious military cadet.

Pat dug his strong hands into Jamie’s silky hips and fucked his cock in. It
was like a fucking a hot, greasy latex glove. Jamie might be trembling like
an injured deer, her fine muscles drawn tight as bow strings, her creamy
skin dotted with gooseflesh and her beautiful face pale as if she were dying,
but her cunt was reacting as though it loved everything his big cock was
doing to it.

Pat backed out a couple inches and thrust into her again, stretching the tight
elastic walls of her pussy. Jamie gasped and shivered as though she were
dying.

Pat rabbit-fucked her with short, hard strokes until her tight, tiny pussy was
taking every inch he had to give.

Gary was fucking her mouth with just as much vigor as Pat was fucking her
cunt. He bludgeoned his fat prick back and forth through the restrictve
tunnel of her throat, delighting in the way her gagging made it constrict
around the fat stalk.

Jamie’s mouth was filled with spit, and her saliva ran back down Gary’s
long, hard fuck-pole in sparkling rivers. She was swallowing convulsively in
a vain attempt to clear her mouth of the spit, and every time she did, her
tongue rubbed over the sensitive underside of Gary’s cock. He knew that he
was going to cum very soon.

“Lick it, trashy bitch!” he shouted, pulling back until his huge, spit slicked
cock-head was resting against Jamie’s lush lips. “Lick that big ugly prick!
Lick it and kiss it and make it spit all over your nasty little face!”

Jamie gasped for air, gasped with pain, too, each time Pat’s rock-hard cock
fucked inside her tiny cunt.

She looked up at Gary with a sick despair, hoping that he wouldn’t make her
take so active a part in her own desecration. Her mouth was aiready chalky
with the cool, slimy taste of his fuck-lube. The taste of pre-cum, and the
fleshy, bland taste of his cock were aiready making it a struggle for her to
keep from vomiting.

“Get to it, Jamie-slut,” he said with a smirk when he saw her pleading stare,
“or I’m going to smash up that trampy face until it’s not so pretty anymore.”

Gary smashed his fists down on top of Jamie’s head to prove that he was
serious. He beat her until she was weaving from side to side, dizzy and
almost unconscious from the repeated blows. Jamie wished she could pass
out to escape the brutal fucking Pat was giving her and the disgusting task
of licking and kissing Gary’s cock. But after a dozen blows Gary stopped
hitting her and slapped his heavy, spit soaked cock back against her cheek.

“You ready to kiss it now, you little slut?” another of the boys asked her.

Jamie thought his name was Wayne. He was pulling on her long, stiil
nipples until she thought he was going to tear them off her body. “Come on,
baby whore, stick out your pretty pink tongue and lick all over that big, fat
cock-head!”

Jamie cried uncontrollably, but she stuck her tongue out between her full
lips and brushed it over the blood-red, slimy head of Gary’s prick. Gary
moaned with p-jon as Jamie licked up the cool, sticky pre-cum from around
his piss slit. He angled his cock so that it crossed the bridge of Jamie’s
nose, and when the trembling beauty ran her tongue over the underside of
his cock, he almost came.

“Kiss it, Jamie-bitch,” he said, plopping his fat cock-head right against her
lips. “Give it a French kiss, you dirty little cheerleader slut!”

Jamie ran her tongue all over the bulging cock-head, then pursed her sexy
lips and gave the fat crown a lingering wet kiss. She teased her tongue over
the deep cleft of Gary’s pissslit, tasting his fuck-lube as it leaked from the
tiny hole. And as she kissed the fat head, she sucked on it gently, applying
suction to just the tip of the jerking prick.

“Where’d you learn how to do that, you dirty cunt?” Gary asked, twisting his
hands in Jamie’s silky hair and pressing her face into his crotch. “Such a
dirty little slut. I’m going to cum all over your slutty little face. Who wants
next shot at the tramp’s scummy little mouth?”

A moment later Jamie felt the first hot, slimy blast of jism against her full
pouting lips. Cum spurted into her mouth, painting her soft pink tongue a
dirty shade of silver. Cum frosted her lips like lipstick. Cum dripped down
from her chin in long, stringy strands.

“All right, Gary!” Pat shouted, and he fucked Jamie more brutally than ever,
swing his hips from side to side to plunge his savaging cock into her from
different angles. “Get ready for some more, you sleazy little cock-tease! I’m
going to cream your stuck-up little cunt!”

Gary gushed cum against Jamie’s lips, filling her mouth and soiling her
beautiful face. His cock was jerking wildly with each powerful discharge, and
on the third blast it jerked up and away from her lips. Jamie recoiled in
shame and disgust as Gary’s cum-spewing cock sprayed fuck-slime right up
her nose. The next blast glued Jamie’s right eye shut and left fat globs of
cum hanging from her long, dark lashes.

Cum drooled down her cheeks and rolled down the sides of her nose. Jamie
coughed on the jism that had shot up her nose, and half her mouthful of cum
poured out between her moistly parted lips.
“Dirty slut!” Pat cried gleefully. He leaned down over Jamie’s bowed back
and pounded his cock into her. “Dirty, sleazy, slimy cunt! That’s all you’ve
ever been, Jamie! And now you’re going to learn your fucking place!”

Jamie grunted with each brutal jab of Pat’s long cock. He was wrecking her
tiny cunt, ripping through the ragged remnants of her cherry and stretching
the tiny pocket of her pussy until it tore with the strain. Her cunt was filled
with blood and pussy-cream, as her inexperienced young body tried
desperately to cope with the massive cock that was rutting inside her. Pat
stirred the broth with every grinding, powerful thrust, crushing Jamie’s slim
young body beneath his brutally humping frame.

“I’m going to shoot!” Pat screamed grabbing Jamie’s pert tits and smashing
them flat against her chest. He looped his powerful legs around her silky
thighs and pounded her svelte young body with short, brutal fuck-strokes.
“The cheerleader slut’s got the world’s tightest fucking pussy! I’m going to
wet it down with its first cum shower!”

Jamie’s lean, sultry body bnckled with Pat’s weight and the overwhelming
assault of his rapid fucking. Her face slid down over the stalk of Gary’s cock,
and his last drops of jism left silver stains in her dark, lustrous hair. Gary
wiped his cock clean in ber bair, and as soon as he moved away, another
boy dropped down in front of her to take his place.

“No!” Jamie screamed, shaking her head as the boy pulled her up by her
hair. “Please pull out! Pat, please, I’ll do anything, but please don’t cum
inside my pussy! Please don?t make me have a baby!”

Jamie had dreamed about the day she would give up her cherry to the man
she married. Already that dream was shattered, pierced and ruined by Pat’s
long, spearing cock. Now he was going to cum and pollute her pristine body
with his filthy cock-slime.

The boys had violated her at both ends aiready, and now Pat was going to
contammate her with his slimy, disgusting fuck-filth. He was going to squirt
billions of his sperm up inside her and any one of them could make her
pregnant.

“Fuck on it, Jamie!” Pat shouted, gnawing on the back of her neck until he
drew blood, pulling and smashing her tits until they were almost numb with
pain. “Roll some sweet jism around in your dirty little pussy!”
Pat fucked her faster and harder yet, his muscular ass a blur as he rocked
her slim, sexy frame with savage fuck-strokes. His cock was moving no
more than a few inches back and forth inside her battered cunt, and the
friction he was getting from her stretched, skin-tight cunt was bringing his
cum boiling up from his balls.

“You love it, Jamie!” he gasped, hugging her svelte young body so tight
against his own that the beautiful cheerleader could barely breathe. “You’re
nothing but a cock-loving slut! Cunts like you, they need fucking and hurting!
Then they cum and cum and cum! You’re getting excited now, Jamie-whore!
I can feel it inside your scummy little cunt!”

Jamie screamed in disgust at Pat’s words, then screamed in horror as his
jism exploded inside her tiny, grasping cunt. Her pussy felt rubbed raw by
the rapid friction of his long prick.

She could feel his jism squirting up inside her womb. She felt as though she
had been polluted with some deadly toxic waste. Pat’s jism was so hot and
slimy that Jamie’s sleek young body shook with disgust. Her cunt felt like a
sponge, soaking up every drop of Pat’s horrible fuck filth. Jamie cried in
revulsion, wishing desperately that there was some way she could stop her
pussy from drinking down his tainted seed. Hoping against hope that it
would not make a baby up inside her. But hope disappeared when she
realized that there were more boys waiting to squirt her full of sperm, and
that there was nothing she could do to stop the fact she was soon going to
be swimming in sperm.

But suddenly she was trembling with another feeling.

Her clit had been rubbed too hard for too long for Jamie not to feel
something. Burning pleasure spiked through her brutallzed cunt as Pat’s
bubbling-hot jism filled her up. Jamie couldn’t keep her sweet young ass
from jerking back against Pat’s hard-thrusting cock. She couldn’t stop her
pale pink pussy-lips from quivering around the thick, thrusting stalk of rock-
hard fuck-flesh. A glut of sticky pussy-cream rolled down her trembling,
luscious thighs. The pleasure was so sudden and unexpected that before
Jamie could stop herself she was gasping with lust and bucking her hips
from side to side in a frenzied bump and grind.

“The cheerleader slut’s getting off!” one of the boys shouted.

Jamie glanced around and saw dozens of leering, lusting faces-and dozens
of hard, dripping cocks.

The boy who had taken Gary’s place jerked her face around and rubbed his
leaking cock all over her pert nose and full lips. Jamie’s beautiful face was
afready plastered with jism, and she barely noticed the new coat of fuck-lube
the boy was laying on. His cock wasn’t half the size of Gary’s, and when he
stuffed his prick-head between her lips Jamie sucked him to the roots with
ease. She even squirined her lips around the crinkled bag of his balls,
almost popping one inside her mouth alongside the boy’s cock.

Pat’s hard stomach slapped against her lush ass with loud smacking noises.
Boys gathered around, making lewd comments about the way Jamie’s sexy,
creamy ass, and long, lean thighs shuddered the impact. They mocked her
for bucking back against Pat’s brutal fuck-lunges. They laughed at the gooey
mix of blood and cum and cunt-cream that soaked Pat’s cock, that dripped
from the wide-stretched lips of Jamie’s stearning pussy.

Pat pulled out of Jamie’s cunt and almost ran around to her face. The other
boy pulled his cock out of her mouth so that Pat could plunge his sloppy
prick betweenJamie’s open lips. Five inches of Pat’s tacky cock were inside
her mouth before the dazed beauty knew what was happening. She gagged
then, and tried to pull her mouth off the filthy, disgusting spear of flesh, but
it
was,far too late. Pat plunged his cock all the way down Jamie’s tight little
throat, choking her, filling her mouth with the gooey mix of blood, pussy-
juice, and jism that coated his prick.

Another boy dropped to his knees behind her, plunging his seven-inch cock
fully into Jamie’s rapidiy shrinking pussy in one, swift, sure stroke. Jamie
sagged forward, gasping with pain.

Suddenly the taste of Pat’s cock didn’t seem so awful. She sucked it
lovingly. The knowledge that his prick was soaked with her virgin blood and
pussy-slime still made Jamie’s stomach roil with disgust, but the renewed
friction against her wriggling clit fogged her head and made her sweet young
body burn with passion. She licked and sucked every drop of flick-filth off his
huge, throat-clogging prick.

And then the other boy was back, and Jamie lathered his cock with her pink
tongue and squirined her lips up and down his skinny cock-shaft. Her
cheeks hollowed as she applied suction to his thin, stiff cock.
She washed his prick with her spit, swirling her slobber into a tiny whirlpool
around the hard rod of his cock.

Jamie bucked and twisted against the boy who was flicking her cunt. His
cock was nowhere near as big as Pat’s, and he was far less expert in its
use, but Jamie was on fire now, and she squeezed her battered pussy
against the plunging shaft while she swung her ass in a sexy wringing
motion.

“She loves it,” one of the boys shouted. He jerked one of Jamie’s hands out
from under her, and she almost fell. Another boy did the same on her other
side, and Jamie had to crouch back on her knees and bounce against the
cock that was fucking her pussy. “The dirty little whore loves getting gang-
banged! She’s getting off thinking about taking us all on!”

“She’s got the slutty little body to do it,” the other boy said. They clamped
Jamie’s delicate, long-fingered hands around their throbbing cocks. “With
that creamy ass and those sexy little tits, she could turn on a corpse!”

“And we’ve got the cocks,” the boy fucking her said, groaning with delight as
she bounced up and down on his stiff prick. “Two hundred big, hard pricks,
all waiting to fuck the shit out of a prick-teasing Eastport gutter-slut.”

Jamie moaned with shame and passion as the boys talked about her and
cursed her and fucked her helpless, beautiful body. She felt degraded
beyond measure by the way her body was responding to the boys’ brutal
gang-fuck. But she was also squirining with sexual excitement, and she was
nearing the first orgasm of her life.

Just as certain as she was that she would soon have a baby up inside her,
she was also certain that she was soon going to be cumming while they
raped her. She was totally helpless to stop either thing from happening.

CHAPTER TWO

The two boys Jamie was beating off and the one she was sucking came at
almost the same instant. The boys she was masturbating edged forward on
their knees so they could hose down her beautiful face with the their gluey
fuckslime.
Jamie passively swallowed the cum the third boy was pumping down her
throat, almost savoring the taste of jism as it rolled over her waiting tongue.

Her ravaged, innocent cunt felt as though it was being pierced with a hot
iron, but her clit was buzzing and her crotch was sticky with pussy-cream.
She gagged at the meaty taste of cock and the salty, slimy, hot taste of cum,
but she washed it around her mouth and smacked her lips on it as though
she had never tasted anything more delicious.

She wanted to cringe back away from the wet slapping of jism on her face,
but she also rubbed the cocks that were plastering her all over her cheeks
and chin and nose. The brutal, degrading gang-bang was shattering her
sexy body and innocent mind with its pain and humiliation.

But it was also turning her on.

By the time the three boys pulled away, Jamie’s face was dripping with dirty
jism. It washed down over her cheeks and dribbled from the point of her
chin. Spit-tainted jism drooled from the corners of Jamie’s sexy mouth. Jism
streaked her hair and crossed her forehead and rolled down her throat in
sticky rivers.

“Cumming!” the boy fucking his cock up her cunt moaned, locking his hands
around Jamie’s narrow waist and yanking her back on his jerking cock. He
filled her up with his cock-sliine. “The little bitch is tight! The little bitch
is
hot! Fucking cunt is making me cum!”

Jamie shrieked with pain and pleasure as her tiny pussy filled up with fuck-
cream. The jism seemed to boil all the way up inside her stomach. Her cunt-
lips contracted wildly around the base of his thrusting prick, and her clit
vibrated as a tiny orgasm crested inside her.

“Oh!” Jamie gasped, her beautiful, cumstained face wide-eyed and dreamy
with pleasure. “Oh! Oh, what are you doing to me? Please! No! Please, I
can?t be?No! Please! Oh God! I don?t want to like?No! It?s awful, it
?s
wrong! OOOHHHHH!”

“The slut’s getting off,” a boy said, dropping to his knees in front of her and
pulling her face up by twin handfuls of her hair. “This cheerleader’s as hot as
a firecracker! Fuck, she’s having more fun than we are!”

Jamie moaned with pleasure and shame at the boy’s scornful words. A
moment later he reduced her cries to muffled whimpers by shoving the fat
head of his stubby cock between her cum-stained lips. More boys dropped
down on either side of her, lifting her jism-slick hands and fitting them
around their hard cocks. Jamie jerked and sucked without having to be told.
She knew what she was supposed to do.

Suddeuly her face was yanked off the cock she was sucking and twisted
painfully back around over her shoulder. A new boy was kneeling behind
her, and the ravaged cheerleader cried out in fear when she saw him. It was
David Huntz, the biggest, meanest boy at the Academy. He had asked
Jamie out before, even put his huge, rough hands on her sexy ass and pert
young tits. Jamie had been terrified of him for months. Now he was kneeling
between her legs, and her vulnerable cunt was just inches from the head of
his massive, foot-long cock.

“Do you like it, Jamie?” Dave asked, waving his big cock around behind her.
“You know you’re a whore, Jamie. Stuck-up little high-class cheerleader,
and here you are getting off while a bunch of guys fuck you in an alley. Back
in the old days armies had camp whores, and that’s just what you are lorus.”

Dave grabbed Jamie’s asscheeks and pulled them wide apart, revealing the
tiny pink bud of her asshole. The sight of it almost hypnotized him. If her
cunt was tighter than most girl’s assholes, then how tight would her shitter
be? Dave decided he was going to find out.

“Fuckers!” Jamie muttered, staring back over her shoulder like a surly shet.
“I don’t care what you do to me, I still hate you! And Eastport’s still going to

kick your asses this week!”

“You might hate us,” David said with a small, mean grin, “but you like getting
fucked, and like getting hurt. And that means you’re going to just love this.”

“Noooooo!” Jamie wailed when she felt the gigantic head of Dave’s cock
press against the tiny bud of her asshole. “No, you’ve got the wrong hole!
No, Dave, no!”

Jamie thrashed in terror at the thought of Dave’s monstrous cock splitting
her tiny shitter open. She bucked like a wild, unbroken filly, arching her back
and twisting her supple, slender body. There was no way she could escape
the punishing advance of Dave’s huge cock against her tight virgin asshole.
Boys rushed in to help the big cadet. They grabbed Jamie’s ankies and
calves and thighs, lifting her knees from the ground and stretching her legs
out so far to her sides that the terrified young beauty thought she was going
to be broken apart like a wishbone.

They wrapped arms around her slender torso to keep her from twisting free
and fought for the right to grab vicious, nalldigging handholds on her proud,
bouncy tits. They jerked her arms out straight to either side, three boys
holding each arm. Boys held her by her shoulders, throat, ears and hair.
Jamie was held off the ground, unable to move in any way.

Five or six boys helped Dave by pulling Jamie’s asscheeks wide apart. They
pulled so hard on the creamy half moons that Jamie thought they were
going to tear her asscheeks apart. She cried out at the pain, tears coursing
down through the tacky jism that crusted her beautiful face. The boys just
laughed at her pitiful pleading.

The boys Jamie had been sucking and beating off crowded back around her
face, smearing their dripping, rock-hard cocks all over her cheeks, nose,
lips, and chin. Other boys were rubbing their cocks over her long, sexy legs.
Boys were even dragging their slimy pricks over her slender arms and ribs.

The very worst assault was the one Dave was committing on her tiny shitter.
Jamie couldn’t move at all. Her ass was spread as far apart as it would go,
but Dave wasn’t using a drop of lubrication, and even if he had, his massive
cock was far too big for Jamie’s tiny, virgin shitchute. The tiny mouth of her
asshole resisted desperately against the invasion of Dave’s huge cock-
head, but slowly the tiny ring of muscle began to give way.

“Love it, don’t you, Jamie?” Dave hissed, paddling her ass with one hand
while he guided his monstrous cock into her tiny shitter with the other. “Now
you’re not a virgin anywhere, you hotssed little cunt. Tell us how much you
fucking love it.”

“Slow!” Jamie cried desperately, her big eyes alight with pain and fear.
“Please, slow! Easy, Dave! Please! I’ll try to make it good for you, Dave!
Just please, please go slow!”

The boys laughed at her, called her filthy names and bragged about the way
they were fucking the stuck-up little Eastport beauty queen.

A cock jerked against the small of her back, and Jamie cringed as ropes of
burnng jism striped her spine. Another boy lost his load against her arm,
soaking the crook of her elbow with slimy fuck-juice.

Jamie pleaded with the big cadet who was fucking her asshole, her begging
punctuated by pain-filled screams as the tiny rings of muscle inside her
asshole gave way and tore loose under the inhuman assault they were
being subjected to.

Jamie almost passed out when Dave’s gigantic prick-head popped fully
inside her asshole. It felt as though she were shitting out a baseball bat. But
this baseball bat was impossibly, horribly, being shoved inside her, not
sliding out!

A boy lost his load against her face, and Jamie almost welcomed the sticky
slide of jism over her nose and cheeks. Anything that could take her
attention off the unnatural impalement of her young body seemed like relief
to the paindrenched cheerleader.

Jism dripped from the tip of her nose and rolled into her mouth. The boy
smacked her elegant face with his cock as he fouled her features, The cock-
beating hurt, but it was nothing compared to what was happening to her tiny
shitter.

“Now you’re going to get it!” Dave gasped, locking his huge hands around
her shapely hips. “Get ready for a ride, bitch! I hope I don’t mess you up too
bad!”

“Slow!” Jamie cried, squirming against the brutal handholds of almost fifty
boys. “Please, Dave! Slow! Please, slow!”

He didn’t go slow.

The boys were chanting for Dave to fuck her, to do his huge-cocked, brutal
best to ruin her tiny shit-chute. Dave grinned and nodded, then stabbed his
big prick deep into the tiny tunnel of Jamie’s shitter.

It was like nothing Jamie had ever felt before. Dave’s huge cock tore her tiny
asshole apart. Inch after inch of hugely thick fuck-meat plunged up her tight
asshole, tearing loose her ass muscles, spreading the tiny chute wider than
it had ever been meant to go.
It felt to Jamie as though a new hole were being drilled in her body. Her
shitter was tearing and the sharp agony of her ass hole being split sent
lightning bolts of agony shooting up her back and down her long, slender
legs. She broke into a sweat even though the day was cold, and she twisted
madly against the grips of the boys who were holding her.

Dave clenched his eyes shut against the exquisite pleasure Jamie’s tiny,
constricted shitter was giving him. Her asshute was so tight and so hot that
he was already close to cumming. He plunged his cock into her little shitter
until his heavy balls smacked against the pink lips of her pussy. By the time
he pulled back out, it took every bit of control he had to keep from blowing
his load inside her.

Jamie gasped for air like a fish out of water, her body trembling and slick
with sweat as Dave buried a foot of arm-thick cock up her tiny, torn shitter.
She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t move. Pain flared up her spine and
through her stomach and down her creamy soft inner thighs. A boy splashed
her face with his gooey jism, but Jamie didn’t even flinch. Every bit of her
awareness was concentrated on her spread shitter, and the huge cock that
was making it burst at its seams.

The boys screamed and cheered when Dave pulled his cock back out of
Jamie’s wounded asshole. His prick was smeared with shit and dripping with
blood. He laughed along with the others and fucked it back inside her.

“Slow! ” she cried hopelessly, her voice almost inaudible over her ragged
gasping. “Dave, please, slow! Go slow-ahhhhhh! Slow!”

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” Dave asked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he
stabbed his ruining cock through the tatters of Jamie’s asshole. “But you stiil
like it, you stuck-up, cheerleading slut! Cunts like you spend their whole
fucking lives waiting for some man to put you to work doing what you were
fucking made for!”

“Hurts, Dave!” Jamie moaned in a tiny voice. “Hurts bad! Please go easy!
Please slow down!”

Dave laughed and fucked Jamie even harder, thrusting his cock through her
tattered shitter like a hard-striking piston. The wet tug and pull of her
asschute on his enornous cock was pulling him qulckiy toward orgasm, but
he was too excited to slow down.
Jamie’s shitter was damp with blood and sweat and fuck-lube, and the
added lubrication made the fucking easier and more enjoyable for the big
cadet.

Things weren’t getting any easier for Jamie, though. Every thrust of Dave’s
cock into her shredded asshole felt like the running of a white-hot poker
through her tender body. She could hw the wet plunging noises that were
coming from her asshole with every stroke of Dave’s massive cock, and she
knew that he had torn her open. Even the terrifying knowledge that she’d
been fucked bloody on his huge cock was nothing compared to the
continued pain of having his prick fuck deep inside her bowels.

Jamie’s lean, sinuous body writhed in the hands that held her above the
floor. Her big brown eyes were glazed, and her mouth hung limply open.
Boys pelted her face with their jism, and it drooled down over her perfect
features in a shifting wave of dirty white.

Her sexy, rounded asscheeks flexed against the hands that held them
spread wide, and her asshole dialated and relaxed around the jabbing stalk
of Dave’s big cock. Her creamy white skin was bathed in glistening sweat.
Every muscle in her lean, sexy body trembled. She was being overwhelmed
by the ass-fuck, and she was starting to lose control of her body.

“Dave!” she cried breathlessly, feeling the fist-sized head of his cock reach
almost to her chest with every punishing thrust. “Cum inside me, Dave!
Please cum! Hurting me bad, Dave! You’re hurting me so bad!”

“You love it, gutter-slut!” Dave growled, fucking her shitter with his cock,
making her sexy asscheeks bounce with every ruining thru5t. “You’re the
kind of whore who’ll love every-thing we do to you.”

Jamie whimpered with shame and pain-because Dave was right. She felt
paralyzed from the cock-torture Dave was giving her, but her cunt was still
twitching and bubbling, and even her torn, bloody ass was starting to feel
hot and itchy with the slide of Dave’s prick. Her injured asshole began to
twist and tug on Dave’s hard ramming cock. Contracting her shitter around
his monstrous cock made the pain a thousand times worse, but Jamie
couldn’t stop it.

“Drop the whore!” Dave bellowed, pounding his fist so powerfully into the
small of Jamie’s back that the world spun around her. “I’m cumming!”
The other boys released Jamie, letting her fall to the hard ground. Dave
followed her down, pinning her to the ground with his cock. He dug his
hands under her and closed his fists around her pert, pretty tits. Then he
used her tits for handles, pulling her back against his brutalizing cock in
perfect tempo with his powerful fuck-thrusts.

Jamie couldn’t beg Dave anymore. She couldn’t scream. All she could do
was lie passively beneath him. She was hardly conscious at all, cock-
beaten almost to the point of insensibility. Dave pulled her against him by
her perky tits, then pushed her back with his ass-savaging fuck-strokes.
Jamie twitched and trembled beneath him, her sexy, supple body bathed in
sweat. Another orgasm made her cunt leak and twitch, but the only outward
sign was a long, dreamy moan and a slight rippling of her hips.

And then Dave filled her shit-chute with jism. Jamie screamed, but her voice
was so weak that the boys made fun of her. She squirmed, but she was like
a fly caught in a web. Dave’s jism burning into her torn asshole like liquld
fire. Jamie felt more dirty, more degraded than she ever had as he
administered a fuck-slime enema.

When Dave pulled his huge cock from Jamie’s wrecked shitter, cum and
blood began to pour out of the torn, stretched hole. The boys laughed and
made jokes, and Jamie trembled in pain, fear, and shame. When Dave
came around to her face and showed her his cock, she cried at the bloody,
shit-streaked mess she saw. But when he rubbed it over her face, cleaning
his cock, another tiny orgasm rippled through her.

This time her hips bounced off the ground, her sexy ass wiggling up
invitingly at the boys.

Cum dripped from her cunt and asshole. More drooled from her parted lips.
Blood drooled from her cunt, asshole, and mouth, too.

The next boy who reached her turned her over onto her back before he slid
his long, skinny cock inside her cunt. He grabbed Jamie’s long, sexy legs
and forced them up until they rested on the floor on either side of her head.
Boys knelt beside her on both sides and took turns spearing their fat cocks
into her open mouth. The innocent young beauty was taking on three boys
at once again, and everywhere she looked there were more lusting boys
waiting to be serviced, more hard, dripping cocks waiting to pump their
loads into and onto her sultry little body.
The boy fucking her cunt smashed her pert tits together and sucked on both
her long, stiff nipples at the same time. He bit the spiky nubs of flesh until
Jamie thought he was going to tear them off. At the same time he was
drumming his long cock inside her sloppy, twice-fucked cunt. Jamie whined
in pain as he rabbit-fucked the little cunt-hole, but before long she was
urging her ass up off the floor to meet his rapid stroking.

The boys kneeling beside her turned her head in first one direction and then
the other. Spit mixed with pre-cum slopped down over Jamie’s tacky cheeks
as the boys took turns spearing their cocks into her wet, warm mouth. When
one of the boys had his cock out of her mouth he would drag it all over her
pretty, scummy face, rubbing the spit and pre-cum and drying jism into a
frothy paste on her features. Jamie let them use her mouth anyway they
wanted to.

She was too tired to fight them. Jamie realized that she was going to have to
satisfy the lust of every boy at the Academy. She didn’t think she could
survive the task, but just the thought of trying mixed an unwanted burst of
lust in with her fear and pain and shame.

The boy fucking her cunt was the first to cum, and he shot a load that filled
Jamiee’s drenched pussy to the brim. Blast after blast of gooey, hot jism
exploded inside her tiny, ravaged cunt, and Jamie grunted at the force with
which it exploded inside her. The boy stuffed almost one whole tit inside his
mouth while he soaked her pussy, biting down on the tender, creamy flesh
and jerking his head from side to side until Jamie shook with pain.

The boy -on her left side was the first of the two guys she was sucking to
cum. The other boy didn’t seem to want to be left behind, and he jerked his
cock like a madman until he was spurting too. Jamie’s already-dirtied face
all but disappeared under a blizzard of jism. It filled her open mouth and
trickied into her ears and made her long, straight nose look like a ski slope.

More boys fucked her while she was on her back. At one time Jamie was
servicing seven boys at once, a cock buried in her cunt, three boys
surrounding her face, two hard cocks filling her hands, and a boy straddling
her chest, fucking his cock between her firm, creamy tits.

It was the boy fucking her tits who made Jamie cum. There was something
about the way his hard, hot cock slid between her crushed tits that seemed
incredibly sexy.
When his fuck-lube slicked down the soft tunnel of her cleavage, Jamie
couldn’t keep herself from trembling with desire. And when his cock started
spitting cum, striping the crease between her tits with gluey lines of white, a
powerful climax shook the sexy cheerleader’s sultry young body. The
thought that a man could cum just touching her pretty tits was too much for
the dark-haired beauty to stand.

By the time twenty more boys had fucked her mouth and cunt and ass and
tits, Jamie was barely conscious. Sometimes it seemed to her that she must
be dreaming everything that was happening. But when Gary had the
cadets force her to squat and ride cocks. Jamie knew how terribly real
everything was that was happening to her.

Jamie had already been fucked to the point of exhaustion. Squatting like a
catcher, being forced to bounce up and down on the stiff, spearing cock of a
boy lying comfortably beneath her, was almost more than she could stand.
The boy’s cock seemed to stab even deeper inside her in her new position,
and the tired muscles in her long, sexy legs burned with pain at every
grinding bounce she executed on the stiff pole of fuck-flesh. Boys circled
around her, sticking their cocks into her scummy, pretty face. While Jamie
bounced on the cock in her cunt, three more cocks took turns probing her
tight throat and two more hot, slimy pricks filled her hands.

Jism rained down on her from the boys who stood around her. It splattered
her face, tits, and shoulders, and ran down her flawless back and flat,
shuddering belly in greasy white rivers.

Boys shot their cum in her hair and onto her trembling, overworked legs.
Boys shot their cum into her waiting mouth until Jamie couldn’t swallow
anymore, and it bubbled back out over her lips in a sheet of silvery
stickiness.

The boy fucking her cunt came, showering her drenched pussy with another
load of jism. The boy who took his place fucked his cock up her ravaged
little asshole. Jamie jiggled and convulsed in agony as she rode the boy’s
hard cock.

An endless supply of hardocked boys marched up to take their turns sticking
their cocks down her throat and into her hands. Before long Jamie’s fingers
were webbed together with cum and her mouth was coated with gummy,
drying jism.
Jamie wasn’t certain what was happening when two boys wiggled
underneath her. There were four cocks poking over her dirty face, two more
in her hands, and three more wrapped in her shining black hair, so she
didn’t have much chance to see what they were doing. She knew instantly,
though, when she felt the hard push of their pricks up against her asshole
and pussy.

Jamie cried, her tears making tracks through the deep coat of cum the boys
had painted her with. She didn’t beg, though, knowing that the boys wouldn’t
care what she wanted. She was nothing more than an animal to them, a
beautiful fuck toy to satisfy any perverted desire they might have. - As far as
the boys were concerned, she only existed for their pleasure. Her only
purpose was to service their cocks and take their abuse. And after the long
afternoon of brutal mob rape, Jamie was beginning to wonder if they might
not be right.

The two cocks tore through her body like a single, huge cock. Jamie felt as
though her two battered fuck-holes were being torn open, turned into one
big cavity at the bottom of her sexy body. She felt stufted full of cock. She
could feel the two cocks rubbing against each other through the thin wall of
flesh that separated her cunt from her asshole. It was that friction that made
the svelte young beauty squirm with pleasure, that made her gyrate her hips
and bounce her ass with more energy than she thought she had left.

Mter the two boys filled her sodden fuckholes with their cum, Jamie toppled
onto her side. The boys tried to get her back up, but the muscles in her long,
sexy legs were so knotted that she couldn’t even stand. There were still
boys with hard cocks, though, and so they took turns fucking her as she
drifted through a daze of lust and pain.

Jamie was double-fucked five more times as she lay on her side. Five more
boys fucked her throat, laughing and joking at the way her lips blubbered
around their thick fuck-meat and their cum slid from her slack mouth. A
couple more boys fucked her tits, and other boys jacked off all over her
svelte body. By the time they were finished, they had fucked the beautiful
cheerleader unconscious.

“Cther around her,” Gary said at last, as the gorgeous young girl twitched
and whimpered in a pool of cum. “Time to wake the hot-assed little tramp up
and get down to business.”

While the boys lined up around Jamie’s limp, sultry body, Gary watched her
with satisfaction. Cuin slithered from her wide-spread asshole and cunt.
Clotted, drying jism slipped from her open mouth. Her slender, sexy body
was stained with so much cum that she looked as though she had been
painted in dirty silver.

Her cunt was red and swollen, her nipples so hard and dark that they looked
like raspberries. Her tits and lips were swollen with lust, and her cunt and
shitter flexed and qulvered even empty of thrusting cock. Her hips continued
to gyrate in random. sexy movements.

“Gentlemen,” Pat said with a grin, winking at Gary, “start your engines.”

The first row of boys started pissing on Jamie.

CHAPTER THREE

Jamie came awake drowning.

At first she thought the boys had decided to throw her in Luce Park Lake
and kill her. She flapped her arms and legs frantically, trying to swim to
safety. Then she realized what was really happening, and she wished they
had just drowned her.

They were pissing on her.

Twenty boys were standing around her in a circle, and there were dozens
more holding their cocks in their hands, waiting for their turns. The streams
of piss were hitting her everywhere. They splashed over her tits, forining a
qulckly rushing piss river through her silky cleavage. They soaked her hair,
matting her lustrous black tresses flat against her head. They tattoed her
between the qulvering lips of her pussy, filling her cunt more full of burning,
piss than it had been of jism. Gummy clots of cum washed out of her pussy.

Piss splashed into the crack of her ass, burning the stretched, torn mouth of
her pulverized shitter. Piss filled the tiny cup of her navel and made the
creamy skin of her leg and flanks and stomach sparkle wetly. Boys pissed
on her hands and feet and arms and neck. Every inch of her gorgeous
young body was soaked with piss.
But the worst was the piss that hit her in her face. Jamie gagged on the
mouthfuls of piss that gushed into her open mouth. Her eyes burned at the
piss that splashed into her eyes. She couldn’t even draw a breath because
of the piss that flowed up her nose. At least ten of the boys who surrounded
her were aiming their streams of piss at her beautiful, upturned face. Thei r
combined streams of piss hit the gorgeous cheerleader with the force of a
firehose blast.

The piss quickly washed away the crusted cum that painted the teenager’s
sexy young body. As the second rank of boys stepped up to take their turns,
Jamie’s lean, sinuous body was clean of jism and glistening with piss. She
looked like a sexy water nymph, soaking wet from the sea. Only the awful
smell and the look of sickened humiliation on Jamie’s face would have
revealed that she was being drenched in piss, not water. Jamie could barely
comprehend what was happening to her. They were pissing on her, pissing
on her like she was nothing but a filthy toilet, an open sewer, a fucked-out
whore who would let her customers do anything for a twenty dollar fee. The
bys pissing on her showed Jamie what they really thought of her, what she
really represented to them.

Then her cunt began to get hot.

“Stop!” she gasped, still gagging on the piss that flooded into her open
mouth. “Stop it, you lousy bastards! You can’t do this to me! I’ll get you all!”

“Shut up, slut!” Gary shouted, and suddenly he pounced on her, wrapping
her piss-soaked hair in his powerful hands and slamming her head against
the ground. “Open up your mouth, you hot-assed little cunt! Open up your
mouth, cheerleader, I’m going to piss down your cocksucking throat!”

He pounded Jamie’s head into the pissmuddied ground a dozen times,
making the world tilt wildly and dark spots dance in front of Jamie’s eyes.
Then he stuffed his cock between her swollen lips and started hosing his
piss down her throat.

“You’ve got a lot of things to learn, Jamie slut!” Gary growled, filling her
stomach with his burning piss. “They teach us tactics in our school, and they
teach us about how to break the enemy! You’re the fucking enemy, bitch,
and we’re going to use your slutty little ass in our plans! We’re going to win
that fucking foot-ball game this week, and you’re fucking going to help us!
Understand?”
Jamie nodded her head frantically, choking on the strong stream of piss
Gary was squirting down her throat. For some reason her battered pussy
was squlrming and her clit was buzzing with excitement.

Without warning, Pat plunged his cock inside the tiny, swollen mouth and
started pissing. A climax ripped its way through Jamie’s sleek young body,
making her thrash and tremble.

“We’re going to break your pissy little ass,” Pat said with a sniirk, emptying
his bladder inside Jamie’s tortured pussy. “And then we’re going to train you
to do a little job for us. We ean’t brain-wash you, because an air-headed
cheerleading slut like you probably doesn’t have a brain, so we’re going to
pussy-wash you instead!”

Jamie choked on piss. Piss sizzled its way into her torn, wounded pussy.
Then Dave dropped onto the ground and fucked his huge cock up her
shitter. When he started pissing up her asshole, Jamie nearly went out of
her mind.

“We’re going to fuck you up so bad you won’t even recognize yourself.
whore,” he said, fucking his cock deeper up her asshole while he force-fed
her a piss enema. “You still think you’re a high-class little piece of ass, but
we’re going to change all that shit. By the time we’re fucking done with you
you’ll know you’re nothing but a cheap, piece of shit whore. We’re going to
mark your ass for life, you stuck-up gutter-slut.”

Jamie cried, thrashing and twisting between the three evil cadets. These
were the leaders, the popular seniors who must have planned her
kidnapping and assault. She knew the other kids would go along with
whatever these three told them to do.

Their piss filled her mouth and cunt and asshole, burning her and drenching
her and turning her on. Jamie’s lean, sexy body twisted and hunched on the
two cocks that were spewing piss up her fuck-holes.

Her mouth milked Gary’s pissing cock until her flat little tummy felt bloated
with his waste. But she couldn’t seem to stop cumming as they filled her
helpless young body with their piss. The boys could see her excitement and
they mocked her for it, mak ing her feel more degraded-and more excited-
than ever.

When they had finished, piss was running from her cunt and asshole. Piss
dripped from her lips, too, and Jamie kept her mouth open, expecting the
last few boys to take their turns pissing on or in her lovely, soiled body.
Instead Gary yanked her hands above her head and Pat tied a leather leash
around them. Dave grabbed the end and began to pull her through the alley.

Jamie tried to crawl, but each time she managed to make it to her hands
and knees one of the boys would kick her back down. After a few tries she
was too beaten and exhausted to do anything but let herself be pulled along
after the big cadet. The other guys followed, dancing around Jamie’s
twisting body.

They kicked her and spit on her. Some of the boys jacked off on her, and
the boys who hadn’t gotten a chance to piss on her in the alley washed the
fresh cum away with stinning streams of urine. The boys tore away the few
scraps of her cheerleader outfit that still clung to her sleek, sexy body.

A couple of the boys pulled out their belts and striped Jamie’s perfect,
creamy ass with lines of fiery red. Jamie whimpered in pain, jerking her ass
from side to side in a desperate attempt to escape the brutal whipping. A
few of the boys even kicked her in the head, as though they wanted to kick
her to death.

Dave dragged Jamie into one of the campus buildings. The beaten young
beauty tried to get up when she saw him dragging her toward the stairs, but
one of the boys kicked her hands out from under her, and another planted
his foot on her sexy ass and flattened her on the floor. A moment later Dave
yanked her onto the stair-case, and Jamie tumbled helplessly down.

The boys laughed and cheered as Jamie bounced down the steep staircase.
Dave stepped out of her way and let her fall almost to the bottom. It was only
two steps from the landing that the sexy young cheerleader pulled up short,
and that was because she had reached the end of her leash. The leather bit
into her wrists until they bled, and the sudden, painful jerking of her arms
and shoulders was almost worse than the battering fall down the stairs.

Dave pulled her down the second staircase just as he had the first. By the
time Jamie hit the floor of the basement she was barely conscious. Her
svelte young body was so full of pain that even breathing made her cry with
agony. When she saw what was waiting for her in the darkened basement,
she cried with fear as well.
The boys had constructed a torture chamber, and Jamie could see that she
was to be its first victim. There were whips and paddies on the wall,
branding irons in a dark metal heater, leather and rubber clothing hanging
on hooks. There were other things in the room that Jamie didn’t even
recognize, but everything looked dangerous, everything looked as though it
had been designed to inflict pain on the body and break the spirit.

“Please!” she whispered, staring up at the leering faces that surrounded her.
“Please, I’ll be good! I’ll your good little whore!”

“Who the fuck wants you?” Pat said with a manIacal laugh. “You don’t know
how to fuck, you don’t know how to suck-shit, cheerleader, you don’t know
how to do shit! About the only thing you’re good for is getting pissed on, and
we’ve already done that!”

“The rest of you guys head out,” Gary said, walking to a strangely altered
exercise bike and making some adjustments. “Me and Pat and Dave will
hook her up and take the first shift. We don’t want to attract any fucking
attention. Does everybody know when their shifts are?”

The rest of the boys nodded and began to shuffle from the room. For long
moments Jamie lay still and stunned on the floor, until all the boys except
Dave, Gary, and Pat w ere gone. Then Pat had locked the basement door.

For some reason Jamie was more frightened than ever to be alone with just
these three. She began to cry helplessly as she looked up into their evil
faces. When Pat walked toward her with one of the rubber outfits from the
wall, she could contain her fear no longer.

“I’ll be yours,” she said, her voice cracking.”You guys can do anything to me
you want. I’ll be your girlfriend.. . I’ll be your whore for as long as you want
. I
promise I will. Just please let me go. Please don’t hurt me.”

“Put this on,” Pat said, throwing the rubber outfit in her face. “I’m going to
time you, and every niinute it takes you to squeeze your slutty little bod into
that baby means ten lhes when you’re done taking your first lesson.”

Dave unfastened the strap that held Jamie’s hands together, and the three
older boys watched while the beautiful sophomore cheerleader pulled on the
shameful rubber costume.

It took all the energy Jamie had just to roll to her knees and unfold the black
rubber outfit. When she slipped her foot into the right leg of the outfit and
realized how hard it was going to be to put it on, she cried like a baby.

Jamie was a slender, tiny girl, but the rubber jumpsuit was half her size. The
rubber was so thin that it molded to every bump and contour on her sexy
body. It was so tight that it made Jamie think she might smother if she put it
on. It took every ounce of strength she had to pull it up her long, lean legs.
By the time she had stretched it painfully around her lush, creamy thighs,
Jamie collapsed on the floor, completely exhausted.

“Three minutes,” Pat said with a disappointed sigh. “You’ve got a long way
to go, piss-drinker.”

The crotch of the leather suit was slit, revealing the swollen pink lips of
Jamie’s cunt and the tight, dark crevice of her ass. Jamie’s slender arms
trembled with the effort of pulling the skintight rubber up over her full, sexy
ass. She squirmed over the floor like a sexy snake. She looked like some
lewd exotic danger, twisting and jerking her sexy little body across the cold
basement floor.

“She’s perfect,” Gary said, jerking on his long, hard cock. “Look at those
pretty little tits. Every fucking jock at that stupid school will cum all over
himself trying to get at her.”

“Fuck that,” Pat said as Jamie pulled the rubber slowly and painfully up her
torso. “The little slut’s got the best ass I’ve ever seen. And those legs are
unbelievable. They’ll fuck her until they can’t stand up, much less play a
fucking football game.”

Pulling the rubber suit over her tits was the most painful part of all. The
rubber crushed her perky tits, flattened them against her chest and spread
them until they looked like two soft, comfortable pillows.

There were holes for her nipples, and with her tits crushed so cruelly by the
tight rubber, the tiny nubs of flesh swelled and throbbed. Her nipples spiked
out unbelievably hard and long.

Pat leaned over and pinched them until Jamie squirmed with pain and cried
for him to stop. He just pinched them harder, then checked his watch.

“Six minutes, Jamie-bitch,” he said with a shake of his head. “That means
sixty lashes. Shit, you’re not going to have any skin left on that sweet little
ass by the time I’m done with you.”

“Whore, you’ve got a lot of proving to do!” Dave growled as Jamie pulled the
rubber over her arms and onto her shoulders. She almost broke her wrist
zipping it up her back. “Far as I’m concerned, you’ve got little-girl tits, a
stuck-up face, and a scrawny body! And you don’t know how to fuck or suck
worth a shit! You better shape up fucking fast, or there’s not going to be any
of you fucking left by the time the game rolls around!”

Jamie collapsed on the floor, the rubber suit finally on. The three cadets
gathered close around her.

“Shit,” Dave said, raspy-voiced with lust. “Look at the bitch now.”

Every line and curve of Jamie’s sleek, sexy body was molded by the rubber
suit. Her long, lean legs, full, curvy ass, hourglass waist, and high, proud tit
s
all looked as though they had been coated in a thin layer of shining black
paint. The plump bulge of her pussy jutted obscenely through the tight
rubber. Even the way the exhausted, sexy cheerleader moved, her svelte
body writhing slowly, sinuously with pain and fatigue, added to the sexiness
of what the boys were seeing. Each of them was tempted to call the other
boys back in and let the gangbang continue. A bitch as sexy as Jamie
needed constant fucking.

But there was something else she needed too, and that was training. Dave
grabbed her by a handful of her hair and hauled her roughiy to her feet.

CHAPTER FOUR

“No!” Jamie moaned, too tired to scream at the pain that burned through her
scalp. “Please don’t make me do anything right now! Let me rest for just a
second! Please! Just a second and then I’ll do whatever you want!”

“Move your ass, you lazy whore!” Dave growled, pulling her to her feet and
then throwing her stomach-down over the bicycle that sat in the middle of
the room. “Let’s strap the slut down and let her get to work! I’m about ready
to hit the sack!”
Jamie gasped when she saw what was sticking out of the seat of the
bicycle. There were two huge dildos, shaped exactly like hard, ugly male
cocks, each one at least a foot long. Just leaning on the seat made the
dildos thrust up and down slowly. Jamie could see the mechanism under the
seat that pistoned the dildos up and down. It was activated by pressure on
the seat, and Jamie knew that pedaling the bike would cause the dlldos to
plunge up and down at lightning speed.

She didn’t have time to see anything else before the three big cadets
grabbed her and pulled her leg over the side of the bike. Jamie struggled
desperately, urging her fucked-out, worn-out body to frantic motion in a vain
attempt to escape the horror the boys had planned for her. It was no use. In
moments she felt the two huge dildos splitting open her swollen fuckholes.
Dave and Gary pulled her down to the base of the seat, filling her asshole
and cunt with the fat rubber cocks.

“Please, guys!” Jamie moaned, her voice cracking. “You’ve got to let me go
sometime! I won’t tell anybody about what you did, I promise! Just please
don’t do this! I can’t take any more of this!”

“You’re going to take a hell of a lot more of this,” Pat said with a smirk. “And

your parents aren’t expecting you for a couple days. I conned one of your
dumb slut friends into saying you were staying over at her house.”

Cold terror froze Jamie. The idea that she would be at the mercy of the boys
for several days was almost more than she could stand.

The cocks speared so deep inside her body that Jamie couldn’t keep from
squirming, trying to ease the terrible pressure they exerted on her already
battered fuck-holes. The foot-long pole that skewered her pussy pressed
harshly against her cervix, stretched her swollen, beaten cunt to the very
limits of its elasticity. The ten-inch dildo that clogged her asshole made her
asscheeks feel as though they were being pulled apart, and made her legs
feel as though they were no longer joined to the same body. She could feel
the fat rubber head of the dildo pushing deep inside her asshole, making her
bend forward over the bike in a desperate effort to relieve the pressure.

“Hurts!” she whimpered, looking in vain for some sign of sympathy from one
of the boys. “Hurts so bad!”

“Now for the fun part,” Gary said.
He clipped a huge, sharp-edged alligator clip on each of Jamie’s fat, hard
nipples, letting the cruel metal teeth bite deep into her tender flesh. Jamie
screamed as she watched the steel jaws indent her sensitive nipple-flesh. A
tiny drop of blood oozed from the hard nubbins of flesh. The pain was so
bad that Jamie thought her nipples had been ruined, torn from her firm,
pretty tits forever.

“No! Gary! No, please no!” Jamie screamed in terror as Gary ran a finger
between her swollen pink cunt-lips. “Not there, Gary! Please don’t! Oh damn
you, don’t do this!”

It was too late. Gary let the clip snap shut on her clit and Jamie’s world
exploded in a haze of agony. She twisted and thrashed on the bicycle,
causing the twin dildos to fuck brutally into her pussy and asshole.

She grabbed for the clips on her nipples, ready to tear them off in spite of
the terrible punishment she knew would follow, but Pat stepped in and
caught her wrists. Jamie fought so savagely that Dave had to step in to help
him, and between them, they fit Jamie’s hands into two hard rubber gloves
they had molded to the handles of the bike. They snapped catches around
her wrist, and the luscious young cheerleader howled in almost animal
frustration at not being able to move her hands. When they strapped her
feet to the pedals, Jamie screeched like a banshee, maddened by her pain
and humiliation.

“Turn on the switches, guys,” Gary said, checking the bicycle and the other
equipment like a general inspecting his troops. “The game’s simple, Jamie-
slut. There’s a certain speed you need to pedal that bike at. When you pedal
it that fast you’ll get fucked. When you pedal it slower you’ll get hurt. We
already saw what a in-heat little whore you are, so this should be an easy
decision to make. And in the morning we’ll come and let you loose. Shoot,
that’s only ten hours away.”

“No, Gary!” Jamie cried, her voice shaking, tears running down her beautiful
young face. “Please don’t do this to me!”

“The faster you go, the faster the dildos will fuck you,” Gary said, obviously
proud of his work. Dave flipped a switch and Jamie felt a faint tickling in her
cunt and asshole. “And the faster they’ll vibrate. They’ll have a sleazy whore
like you creaming all over the place in no time.”

Jamie squirmed uncomfortably on the two huge prods. Even though the two
monster dildos were hurting her terribly, deeply violating her tenderized fuck-
holes, her cunt was beginning to get hot, her shit-chute beginning to feel
tingly. Jamie felt so ashamed of herself that she wanted to die.

“The faster you bike, the harder the chains attached to the clips on your
nipples and clit will pull,” Gary said with a shrug. “I guess that might hurt
some, but it’ll hurt a lot more if you go slow. Show her why, Pat.”

Pat flipped a switch.

Jamie tried to scream. She couldn’t. She couldn’t breathe or scream or
move. All she could do was shake like a spastic, drool like an imbecile,
gurgle like a baby. A huge charge of electricity jolted her sleek young body,
making her bounce on the bike like a frenzied dancer.

It felt as though her nipples and clit were being burned away. The pain from
the clips was still there, still grinding and piercing and horrible, but it was
nothing compared to the lightning bolts of raw electric current that were
shooting through her slender young body through the metal clips. Jamie was
too dazed to fully understand what was happening, but she knew the only
thing she had to. With a force of will she would never have thought she had,
she forced her numb legs to push the pedals.

Jamie screamed with sudden pleasure as the two huge dildos began to
thrust deep inside her cunt and asshole. They vibrated more power-fully,
massaging the injured flesh of her fuckholes until it felt as if every inch of h
er
insides was tingling.

Jamie pedaled faster and faster determined to drive away the kllling bolts of
electricity. The muscles in her shapely, slender legs were already
exhausted. Every push of the pedals made deep, aching pain settle more
heavily on them. But Jamie knew she had to pedal as fast as she could. She
was certain that much more of the electrical current would kill her.

The chains that connected the nipple and clit clamps to the generator began
to contract and loosen in time to her pedaling, and Jamie sighed with pain
as they pulled her sex flesh brutally tight. The sight of her nipples being
pulled out to over three inches long made Jamie sick. She was glad she
couldn’t see how far her tiny pink clit was being dragged.

The dildos in her cunt and ass were plunging up and ownwith ruthless,
brutal precision. They rocked her body, sent thundering shock waves of pain
rumbling through her slender frame. Jamie grunted with each powerful
impact of the twin probes inside her.

But they vibrated faster too, and the electrical massage they gave her was
making Jamie undulate in sensual pleasure. Her hips bucked back and
forth in short, quick fucking motions. Every once in a while her ass would
rotate in a wide, slow circle, as if savoring every inch of dildo she had
shoved up inside her. Her cunt was filling with pussy-cream, and much as it
shamed her, there was nothing Jamie could do to stop it.

The three male cadets watched in lusting wonder as Jamie’s slender,
athletic body labored to pedal the bike fast enough to keep her from being
shocked. The rubber-bound beauty was gyrating over the bike like some
sleek, sexy snake. Her sexy legs seemed longer than ever as she pedaled
the bike. Her tits stretched with her nipples as the clamps pulled them taut,
seeming bigger and pointier than ever. Gary stooped down and turned on a
series of heaters that surrounded the bike, then nodded to Pat to flip the
switch that would complete Jamie’s torture.

“That rubber’s going to be good and hot,” Gary said, stepping back as Pat
flipped the last switch. “With you working so hard to keep the bike going,
you should get toasty real quick. These heaters are just to make sure you
don’t catch a chill.”

Jamie moaned in misery. Her young body was already bathed in sweat
beneath the skintight rubber she was wearing. Now hot air assailed her from
every side, making it hard to breathe, hard to move. Sweat poured down her
beautiful face in fast-moving rivers.

“This last part is mine,” Pat said. Jamie barely heard his words through the
horrible misery she was feeling. “It’s not as sophisticated as Gary’s stuff, but

my dad’s a plumber, and I learned a little bit from him.”

Jamie turned her wide, frightened eyes toward the pipe that jutted toward
her face from the ceiling. She had ignored it until now. But now she knew
what it was for. When she heard a toilet flushing deep inside the building,
she whimpered like a badly punished dog.

“Here it comes,” Pat said with a giggle.
Jamie cringed and tried to duck to one side, but there was nothing she could
do to escape the rush of toilet water that came blasting out of the pipe. It
splahed into her upturned face, then cascaded down over her sultry, rubber-
clad body. The water was tinted yellow and smelled terrible, and a soaked
wad of toilet paper smacked Jamie right across the bridge of her nose.

A moment later another toilet flushed. This time there were dark clods of shit
mixed in with the yellow waste water. Jamie retched uncontrollably as she
was pelted with brown turds. One hit her right cheek and another landed in
her hair, seeming to take forever to slide out and fall down her back.

Jamie cried bitterly, but a shudder of passion tickled through her willowy
body.

“You love it, cow!” Gary snarled. He picked up another dildo, one even
bigger than the two that were punching into her body, and held it up in front
of her. “Just this one last thing, Jamie. Hold this big rubber prick in yur
mouth. If it’s on the fucking floor in the morning, you’re going to stay on this

bike until you fucking croak!”

“You can hold onto it,” Dave said with a laugh as Gary stuffed it into her
mouth. “You look just like a little bitch doggy, holding a bone in your mouth.”

“The only bone she wants,” Pat said, slapping Ja mie so hard that she
almost passed out. “Get your exercise, you doggy slut. We’ll be back for you
in the morning. Maybe!”

The boys laughed and each one of them stepped up in front of her and
slapped Jamie hard across the face, then back-handed her, causing the
helpless teenage victim?s head to snap first one way and then another.
Finally Gary punched her hard in the forehead, then Pat did the same.
Jamie was barely conscious when they filed out of the basement.

Then Jamie was alone, strapped to the torture bike, fucking herself with two
huge, vibrating dildos while she held a third in her mouth. She began her
first night of torture and bondage as a slave of the Rener Military Academy.

As she heard the door slam, she thought again of the gallons of sperm they
had squirted up into her unprotected womb and wondered if she was
pregnant and if she was, would she ever know whose baby she would have.

CHAPTER FIVE

Jamie whimpered and pedaled faster. Her cunt was clutching around the
pumping dildo that pierced it. Her pussy-juice drenched the seat of the bike
and dripped onto the floor beneath her. The tiny, savaged mouth of her
asshole sucked and winked around the fat stalk of the dildo that was spiking
through it, working in harmony with Jamie’s pussy as she rushed faster and
faster toward her climax.

“Mmmmmm!” Jamie moaned around the fat stalk of rubber cock that filled
her mouth. “Mmmmm… ohhhh-ah! Ah! Ah!”

Jamie’s pussy felt like so much shredded meat. Her asshole felt stretched
wide enough to drive a truck through. The muscles in her long, sexy legs
were knotting and cramping with the effort of pedaling the bike. It was hard
for the exhausted young beauty to keep from passing out from pure
exhaustion. But her lust was driving her on, fueling her beaten, ravished
body with enough energy to keep on going.

“Ah! Ah! Oooooh!” Jamiee’s eyes rolled and her head lolled in slow, lazy
circles on her shoulders. “Oh! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhh!”

The clips were tearing her nipples and clit, stretching them so far that Jamie
didn’t believe they would ever be the same. Her nipples were pulled out over
four inches. Her clit was yanked even farther. She would have sold her soul
for a drink of water. Her body was bathed in sweat. She squished as she
moved from the quarts of sweat the skintight rubber suit had trapped against
her hard-working body.

“Aaagggghhhhh!” Jamie screamed as the orgasm hit her. Her sleek body
writhed and twisted against the bonds that held it in place. “Eeeeyyyyaaa!”

She twisted and squirmed against the bike, her lean, sexy body going rigid
as the shock waves of ecstasy overcame the worst of the pain she was
feeling. For an instant she stood up straight in the bike, her flawless body
trembling and taut with orgasm, her nipples and clit pulled impossibly far
and her arms and legs straining against the cuffs that held them in place.

It wasn’t until the electricity hit her that Jamie realized she had stopped
pedaling the bike.
She screamed as lightning bolts of agony shot through the clips that cut into
her nipples and clit. Her teeth chattered against the dildo she was holding in
her mouth. Spit from her watering mouth poured from the corners of her lips.
Her body trembled more powerfully than ever, shaking with the high voltage
shock she was receiving.

But her orgasm kept on building.

Jamie screamed like a dying woman around the huge rubber dildo, shaking
her head from side to side as though in a frantic effort to deny the climax
that was mushrooming inside her sexy body, the pain that was flowering
through her every cell.

She tried to pump the pedals, but the muscles in her shapely legs had
turned to mush. She fell forward over the handlebars, gurgling and drooling
as the electricity flooded through her.

The dildos slowed their thrusting inside her cunt, but the voltage that poured
through her body made her shake up and down on the probes as if she was
engaged in the world’s wildest fuck.

Jamie couldn’t stop cununing. The pain was blinding her. Her heart was
beating so loud that she could hear it thundering in her ears. She couldn’t
breathe. She couldn’t control her arms or legs or head. But she was
climaxing again and again and again.

Her slippery pussy-cream poured down over the rubber cock that speared
deep inside her. Before long the seat of the bike was drenched with her
cunt-cream. Her pussy-juices flowed down over the sides of the hard rubber
platform like an obscene sex fountain, splattering to the floor below.

Her cunt milked the slowing dildo for every last inch of thrust, every last buzz

of vibration. Her asshole contracted around the dildo that pierced it until the
pain from her shit-chute was almost equal to that of the electricity which
danced through her svelte young body.

A toilet flushed above her and an explosion of toilet water splashed into
Jamie’s face. Soiled toilet paper slapped her beautiful face, and a fat brown
turd landed on her right shoulder. Jamie screamed her way through another
orgasm.

The electricity burned her nipples and clit like open fires. Even the splashing
waves of her pussy-cream couldn’t put out the blaze that was blistering her
tortured little clit. Through a haze of pain and lust Jamie realized that she
had to start pedaling again. Much more of the electricity might kill her.

And she had to have the dildos pumping inside her, had to feel the delicious
vibrations they sent shooting up through her pain-drenched pussy and
asshole.

Slowly, her lean body trembling with the flow of electricity and the strain of
working her exhausted muscles, Jamie began to pedal. The first hard thrust
of the rubber cocks inside her cunt and shitter started her cumming again.

Jamie lost track of how many times she cliinaxed. After a while her orgasms
began to blur together. At one point during what Jamie’s dazed young
thought ‘night have been the early morning, her legs stopped working. The
muscles had just frozen up. At first there had been a deep, painful burning
through her lush thighs and long, lean calves. Then Jamie hadn’t been able
to straighten her legs. Finally she could see the muscles jumping and
bunching visibly beneath her creamy, silky skin. Mter that they had stopped
working.

And Jamie found out what real torture was all about.

Gary and the others hadn’t told her that after a while the dildos would start
vibrating and pumping again, or that the chains would start stretching her
nipples and clit once more. But after she had endured the steady beat of
electricity through her broken, sexy body for a full fifteen minutes, that was
exactly what happened.

Jamie didn’t have the energy to scream as the huge rubber cocks started
churning and buzzing inside her cunt and asshole. She whimpered when the
chains pulled taut on her nipples and clit, but she didn’t even raise her head
from her chest. She came again, though, splattering her pussyeam all over
the soaked seat of the bike.

With each passing moment the dildos fucked harder and faster into her cunt
and asshole. Their vibrating increased until Jamie’s fuckholes were burning
unbearably with the friction. The chains hooked to her nipples and clit pulled
harder than ever.

Her sexy young body jerked and trembled atop the torture bike. She was
bathed in her own sweat, the rubber suit so full of fluid in places that it was
bagging out away from her svelte young body. As another orgasm blasted
its way through her devastated, paralyzed body, Jamie began to pass out.
Just as she was beginning to fade out, though, a toilet flushed and another
load of pissy water exploded into her beautiful face. Jamie coughed and
choked and climaxed, lost in a world of agonized lust. Then she dropped the
dildo from between her teeth.

Jamie cried out bitterly at the loss of the dildo. She had held onto it faithful
ly,
dperate not to give Gary and the others any further reason to mistreat her
sexy little body. Now all her work had gone for nothing.

Orgasm after orgasm shattered the beautiful cheerleaders bound body. The
electricity made her jerk and shudder like a badly controlled puppet. The
twin dildos fucked her cunt and shitter until blood dripped down onto the
seat of the bike. Her nipples and clit pulled down onto the seat of the bike.
Her nipples and clit pulled almost six inches under the unrelenting pressure
of the chains. Piss and shit and toilet water flushed down on her perfect
face, soiling her elegant features and staining her rubber jumpsuit. Mter a
few hours, Jamie’s slim, sultry body hung motionless over the handlebars,
fucked and tortured insensible by the sex bike.

She whimpered in shame the first time the electrical current teased her piss
from her body.

After that she was beyond shame, beyond anything except the pain and the
climaxes. Finally her body was numb, her cunt and asshole fucked so
swollen that she couldn’t feel anything, her body so used to the electricity
that she barely noticed it. The fmal torture was the heat that smothered her
and stole the moisture from her body. Even after she had become numb to
everything else that was happenlng to her, the heat continued to punish her
sexy body, continued to force her swollen cunt through painful, boiling
orgasms.

By the time morning came and the boys came in to get her Jamie was
unconscious. Her eyes were still open, glazed and staring, but she was no
longer aware of anything that was happening. Her svelte, sweat-drenched
body shivered and shuddered with the constant flow of electricity. The
savage pumpmg of the twin dildos bounced her off the bike seat. Her legs
and arms swung limply, and her head lolled on her shoulders.
“Stupid slut!” Pat screamed. He pulled a whip down from the wall and
lashed it across Jamie’s rubber-clad ass. “You dropped the fucking dildo,
cheer-bitch! And you made a fucking mess of the whole fucking basement!”

Jamie didn’t react to the bite of the whip, even when Pat used a knife to rip
the rubber suit open and whipped her bare, sweaty ass. Dave cut the rest of
the rubber suit off her limp body as Gary switched off the bike. Quarts of
trapped sweat gushed out of the cut rubber, splashing all over everything.

“Fuck!” Dave shouted as the wash of sweat splattered over his shoes. He
tore the last of the suit away and pulled the clips off Jamie’s nipples and clit
.
“Shit, Gary, this bike really fucked the cheerleader up!”

He pulled Jamie off the bike and tossed her on the floor. Pat lashed her
across her stomach and tits a few times, then stopped as Gary joined them
to look down on the prostrate beauty.

Jamie had lost at least ten pounds during her night of sexual torment. The
rubber suit, the heat, and the frenzied activitiy of pedaling the bike to fuck
herself had drained Jamie’s sleek body of every extra ounce of moisture.
She had looked like a fine racing horse before, a thoroughbred of a girl with
lines as sleek and sexy as any the boys had ever seen before. Mter her
night on the bike, though, she looked like a beast of the jungle, a panther or
leopard driven wild by hunger and operating on pure instinct. Her creamy
skin sparkled with her sweat, her ribs made clear ridges in her silky flesh
and her stomach was a sucked in little cavity that seemed hardly to be there
at all.

The dildos beating her agonized pussy and asshole had changed them as
well. The last traces of Jamie’s petal-pink cunt were gone. That pristine hole
had been replaced by a slash of blood-red, the cunt-lips swollen and peeled
back, the inner lips iniky with pussy-cream. The mouth of Jamie’s cunt
spasmed, as though searching desperately for another cock to fill it. Her
pinched, stretched clit peeked out between the fat red lips of her cunt like a
questing worm.

Jamie’s asshole was no longer pinhole-tight and virgin pink. Instead it was
spread wide enough for a man to easily shove his cock up it to the hilt. The
ring of her asshole was infiamedasbrightaredasthelipsofherpussy, and there
was a wet, inviting look to the stretched pucker.

The changes made her more beautiful than ever. Her tits looked bigger, her
ass fuller, her legs even longer and more perfectly shaped. Her nipples,
which had been long before, had been turned into long spikes by the night of
stretching. Everying that had made Jamie irresistably sexy before seemed to
have been magnified ten times by her night of torture.

Dave jerked Jamie’s arms high above her head and pressed her hands
together. The dark-haired beauty moaned, then squirmed weakly, but gave
no other sign of being aware of what was happening to her. Dave snapped a
strange pair of cuffs on her thumbs, and the unconscious cheerleader cried
out in pain.

The cuffs were stainiess steel, and they trapped her by the bases of her
thumbs. They also locked her thumbs next to each other. It wasn’t until Dave
snapped a metal leash to them and dragged Jamie several feet across the
floor that she seemed to become aware of what was happening.

“Oh no!” she whimpered, life coming slowly back to her eyes as she looked
up at the three evil cadets. She had been sure she was going to die on the
terrible sex bike, or that she was going to wake up from the worst nightmare
she had ever had. “You’re killing me! You’ve got to stop! Got to!”

“Shut up!” Gary shouted, grabbing a big brown turd up off the floor and
smashing it into Jamie’s pretty pale face. “You couldn’t hold onto the fucking
dildo, could you, you worthless slut? Shit, you couldn’t even keep the bike
going, you lazy bitch! The electrical bill’s going to be high as hell!”

Jamie gagged repeatedly as Gary smeared the big gooey turd all over her
beautiful face. He forced his fmgers between her lips and shoved shit into
her mouth, and it took every ounce of will power the sexy girl possessed to
keep from vomiting all over herself. The taste of shit was so raw and earthy
and disgusting that it made her empty stomach churn and her dazed mind
teeter on the brink of insanity.

“Hey, that looks like fun,” Pat said with a cruel little laugh, and grabbed a
turd off the floor and pushed it into Jamie’s already shitcaked face. He used
his fmgers to work shit into her ears and nostrils. “Hoist her up, Dave. I’m in
a hurry to give the slut the whipping I owe her from last night.”

She would have begged for mercy if she could have, but her mouth was
filled by Gary’s wiggling, shit-caked fingers.
The muscular cadet had managed to cram four of his fingers into Jamie’s
warm mouth, and now he was wiping the shit from his hand off on her
tongue. At the same time Pat was smearing shit through her eyebrows and
her long black hair. He laughed as Jamie cried at the way he was polluting
her long, silky hair.

“Up, up, and away,” Dave said, and Jamie discovered yet again that she
had yet to experience all the varieties of pain the boys could show her

She tried to scramble to her feet as the pressure on her thumbs and hands
grew from painful to intolerable, as the bite of the cuffs turned from pinching
to ripping. Pat and Gary laughed at her pitiful struggling, and kicked her feet
out from under her every time she began to get her balance. By slow
degrees Dave hauled her up, first to a sitting position, then to her knees,
and finally to her feet and tiptoes.

“Please, please, please!” Jamie mumbled, her mouth thick with shit, her
nose clogged with shit, her lovely young body soiled and hurt and exhausted
in so many ways that she wondered if she hadn’t died and been sent to
some especially dreadful hell.

Her long, lean body was laced with agony. Now she was standing on her
toes, trying to stretch her body as far as it would go. Her long, beautiful legs

trembled as she tried to support her weight on them. Her face turned white
from the terrible strain of being strung up by her thumbs like a side of beef.

“Please what, Jamie-whore?” Pat asked, uncoiling the whip on the
basement floor. “Please whip your sexy ass until it bleeds??

Then he snapped his wrist, and Jamie began to learn what pain was really
all about.

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Shocking rape story by Marion

Of the night in which the moon is new I waited for the right time. As I crotched in the full grown cornfield among the biting mosquito’s and the chirping crickets, the home that housed my target sat inviting — unaware of the danger that lurks in the outside darkness. Hours earlier I parked my car next to a river about a mile away and walked through cornfields using a global positioning unit to guide me. The lights still shown brightly at the evening hour of ten giving the sole pregnant female of seven months false security with her mate out doing his chosen profession. Fortunately, for me, they had no pet dogs to interfere with my chosen profession of rape.

As I waited for the passing time, I recalled the months of planning that led me to this time and place. When I first saw her back in February, where she worked as a bank teller, I had no ideal that this night would come. She’s in her low twenties. A shoulder length brown haired and eye beauty and her round face with heavy dark brown eyebrows. Her conservative clothing could not hide her firm and large breasts. It was there that I overheard the fact that she was a few months pregnant. I decided to stalk her to see what she does and where she lived. After a few weeks of stalking her life told me where she lived and the hours her husband worked, and I even found out that they were members of the Jehovah Witnesses — a group whose victims of rape dare not say that they were assaulted! Using a Global Positioning Unit her house’s position was marked and saved, after I stopped near it during a late night drive. Unfortunately for her it was in an isolated area. Also, during that morning, I located a not so well hidden house key and made a duplicate of it. So, here at this night, she will experience a nightmare she has never dreamed of.

Finally around 11:30 the lights begin to go out in the house with the last bedroom light going out at 12:15 A.M. I waited for another forty-five minutes before I moved toward the house to cut the telephone wire — just in case she heard me. Using my key to the house, the front door became unlatched and I stepped into the darkened house. I was blessed with good night vision to see around without stumbling on anything. My hunting knife was safely secured on my left side. Quietly and slowly I approached the bedroom where my intended target was sleeping. A single sheet covered her in the air-conditioned room as she lied on her right side facing away from me. Her soon to be rapist slid into bed with her without her even suspecting, and his left hand touched her thin night gown that was over her breasts.

“Bill…what are you doing home so early.”, she said as she turned around and threw her arm on me. Then she realized that it wasn’t Bill and that when she tried to scream. My hand went over her mouth and clasped it shut and we both struggled on the bed as my free hand ripped her sleepwear off of her right shoulder to grasp one of those breasts of hers. Soon we rolled off the bed and onto the floor where she was pinned down after she rolled over to try to protect herself. I took a breath with one hand still holding her jaw closed and the other grasping the milk-swollen boob. “OK, you know you are in trouble…No one is going to come to your rescue, and you got an unborn child to worry about.” She still tried to break free for my grips, “Listen bitch! I have no problem killing you if you force me to! I’m here to rape you, and you are going to give me what I want — one way or another. Now, you are going to be a good mommy when I take my hand off of your mouth soon. Because you will not ever think about screaming. If you do, then your belly is going to take more punishment than your pussy!” (I hoped that I wouldn’t have to do any over physical harm. But I was prepared to do anything to get into her pussy.)

Slowly, I removed my hand off of her jaw. She was bawling from fear. In her broken words she asked me to get off of her, because I was hurting her and she didn’t want her child hurt. This was perfect! She’ll do anything to protect the unborn child. I gave her the mercy she asked for, and had her crawl back onto the bed on her hands and knee’s. After reminding her of the consequences of screaming I got behind her and pulled her panties down and brought my face onto her smelly and hairy pussy to suck and lick it. My hands rubbed her swollen hanging belly as I pulled her body closer to me. “Stop that…please! I don’t like what you are doing! Jesus, I’m pregnant…stop…please!” The young mother cried and begged as I enjoyed the savory tissues. Soon my erect dick was rubbing the outer edges, and she begged with more passion. “NO…PLEASE DON’T RAPE ME!” My back bent down so that my hand could grasp her tiny throat. With a sinister tone I replied “tough shit!”, and shoved the thick unwanted muscle into her soon to be birth channel. She cried emotionally as I fucked her body and held her breasts tightly. I held back my orgasm, as I wanted to rape her again later. As I slowed my unwanted propelling, a pillowcase was removed from one of the pillows and placed over her head. Getting out of her, she was ordered to stand up and come with me where I guided her to the light switch so that I can see your hormone/pregnancy enhanced beauty. I also got a better look of the room and instantly seen an item that would put some more enjoyment with her torment.

After my hand moved her partially torn sleepwear, she instantly tries to put it back over her shoulder with a sympathetic plea for me to stop. “You got what you wanted…so you can leave now. Please?” She was pushed to the full size bed in the room where I sat down with her pushing the torn gown back down below her right breast. The milk-swollen breast is the best one I seen yet with a large dark brown nipple and a HUGE lighter brown areola. “Leave? Now? I just got here! You’re not a very good hostess to ask me to leave — especially how you are dressed now! Were you planning something special for your hubby when he gets home later this morning? Like perhaps your pussy and tits for him to play with? Well, your guest wants to see more of those.”

Immediately the rest of her silky gown was torn off of her as she continued to sob and shake her head crying a shaky no. “Just sit still and you or your child will not be hurt.” She was assured. Getting up I finally got to see her nude body in it’s full glory. The pregnant belly looked like it could’ve exploded! The naval was sticking out, plus a dark band is prominently displayed out along the peak above and under the upright naval. Her pussy had a thick coat of shiny dark brown soft hair. A plastic jar of baby skin lotion was picked up by me and I again sat down next to her while continue to explain why I couldn’t leave yet, “Plus, I may have stuck my dick inside of your pussy but I have not made a deposit of semen within your body yet. That is still coming.” The lotion was cold to the touch, but it felt so good to me putting it on her right shoulder.

“Feels good doesn’t it? What’s you name?” She replied Tanya, and then I asked her what position her husband fucks her. At first, as my lotion soaked palm slid over her sensitive tit, she did not answered. However as I continued to tease both of her now lotion drenched breasts she managed to say that he enters her from behind as they lay on the bed. I told her that I knew a more sensual position for her, of course she told me that she wasn’t interested in knowing from me. She will be taught one way or another.

Her change of the moderation of her breathing showed that my breast stimulation was causing unwanted pleasure. “You like that, huh? Move my hands down to your belly for I want to feel your baby move before I fuck you one last time.” I also had her put the lotion on her belly, and after stroking the firm enclosure I felt the movement of the living child within her. Soon I pulled her reluctant legs apart and invaded her forest of brown hair. She was reluctantly led to my now thickening sausage to tease wit h her lotion-marinated hands. “Tell me Tanya; tell me to fuck you again!” There was a hint of resistance in her voice; “You’re not my mate. You don’t make love — it’s called rape!” She screamed as I dug into her pussy, “AAAAAH, PLEASE STOP!” My voice showed anger — “Tell me Tanya, BEG me to rape you AGAIN! Or, should I go in deeper and attempt to damage your uterus?” By now she was sobbing uncontrollably, “PLEASE, PLEASE…RAPE ME AGAIN…I BEG OF YOU! JUST STOP…PLEASE!”

Getting behind her I pulled her back towards me and placed her on my lap telling her to guide my manhood into her. We sat in front of a mirror, and I watched her boobs bounce like jell-o as the rape continued. Like so many other enjoyable events the rape ended quickly as my cannon exploded inside her.

EPILOGUE

I made it back to my car around 3:20 A.M., and with me was her personal notebook computer and a six-pack of Coke I found in the refrigerator. Tanya was left bound and gagged to the toilet in the main bathroom with the door locked and the light turned off. Her husband should be home in four hours or so and when he unlocks the door to his crying wife he’ll be greeted by a very naked wife. Who knows? If she has a daughter, I just may pay another visit in 16 or 17 years.