When Bradford finally released her hands from the chains, Debbie collapsed to the floor. She didn't want to show weakness in front of the man, but her body had reached the limits of its endurance. She fell onto her face, barely catching herself with her hands to prevent bloodying her nose. The cold concrete grated harshly against her tender nipples and crushed her tits flat against her chest. As she tried to raise her body and turn over, she found a foot placed squarely in the middle of her back.
"You're not going anywhere," Bradford told her. His cold, harsh tone indicated that more torment was in store for her. But what could it possibly be? Hadn't he tortured her enough already?
"What did I ever do to you?" she demanded. "Why are you doing these horrible things to me? You've forced me to suck you off and you raped me up the rear and now this! Gang banged by the team. I can't take any more!"
"Ah, but you can and will, my dear," he informed her. "I have great plans for you. Ahhh cock teasing bitches are the same. You flaunt your boobs and wiggle your asses and get a man hard and ready, and then you turn him off just like that."
"What are you talking about?" she sobbed. The rough concrete abraded her nipples. And in spite of the mistreatment, she felt her tits throbbing with excited blood. The entire scene aroused her strangely. She didn't enjoy being under this dominant man's control, and yet something about the entire situation stirred her emotions.
"You know what I'm talking about, cunt. You're all alike, each and every one of you. I watch you out there on the field, flaunting your perfect bodies and knowing you're the one who'll permit some lucky man to fuck you after the game. You think you're too good for the likes of me. I'll show you who's too good for whom, bitch! You're going to be the team's reward for such a good showing. And when they're through with you, I think I might have something special in store for you. Something that a horny, sexy bitch like you might enjoy."
"Go to hell!"
"I might go to hell, cunt, but you're already there!"
He dropped his knee into the center of her back. The more she struggled to escape the more difficult it became for her to move at all. The pressure on her spine was excruciating. The man snared her wrists and pulled them firmly into the small of her back. She heard the rattle of thin chains and felt the cold links being pulled tightly around her hands. The circulation had barely returned to her hands and her, flesh seemed more dead than alive. Now she was trussed up again and unable to effectively fight him off. Naked, except for her sexy white knee high boots, she was as helpless as a new born babe.
The man could do anything he wanted to her and she couldn't stop him. He rolled her over and studied her nakedness. He seemed to approve of what he saw. His hands touched her check lightly. She flinched away, tossing blonde hair out of her eyes. But his touch didn't stop there. Slowly, his fingers traced a feather light route down the side of her face, along the line of her throat and stopped in the deep valley between her jiggling tits. She felt her breath coming in harsh, stuttering gasps now. The feel of his hand so close to her sensitive boobs did the trick.
"Yes, the cock-teasing cunt is aroused, isn't she?" said Bradford. "I think you will become even more so before I'm finished with you."
His fingertips moved up the steep white slope of her slit. When he found the turgid little nubbin of her nipple, he gripped it between thumb and forefinger. He clamped down hard. She felt as if an icy knife had been driven into her chest.
"Ummmm, nooo!" she whined. "Stop that! It hurts my tit!"
"Isn't that a shame? I think I like the satiny feel of that knocker of yours. It's so cool, so smooth, so delectable."
His hand engulfed her entire tit. He crushed down with a furious grip. She screamed in pain as his fingers left ugly red streaks on the sides of her once perfect cone of tit flesh. He didn't seem to be satisfied with her torment. He pressed down firmly with the palm of his hand until her nipple began to harden. He felt it throbbing with every beat of her heart. He rotated the mound of tit until the girl writhed on the floor in obvious pain.
"So you don't like a real man handling your knockers, huh?" he asked. "I think you spurn me. I think you should be given to a few more of the members of the team. Perhaps then you will see how kind and gentle I am. Then, after they have finished with you, you will beg me for my prick. You will want my prick more than anything else in the world. And if you grovel enough, I might even permit you to sample it, cunt!"
The pressure on her tit suddenly vanished. She gasped at the way her released boob danced around like a blob of mercury on a plate. Debbie closed her eyes and tried to will away the pain in her nipple. It refused to die down. The more she thought about it, the hotter the nipple became. It filled with blood and pounded so hard she simply knew it would explode. The girl forgot all about the pain in her tit when she felt something cold and long and hard rammed up between her silken thighs. Opening her eyes, she saw Bradford jamming a broom handle into her twat. She kicked out with her booted feet but it did no good.
Simply trying to fend him off this way had opened up her pussy to the handle of the broom. The rounded tip of the broomstick touched her inner cunt lips and then plunged six inches into her heated cunt. She screamed in pain. The wooden handle wasn't thick, but the straightness of it caused her to arch her back to accommodate it. She knew the man was going to cram that stick all the way through her guts so that it would come out her mouth! He had something against her and wanted to punish her. She didn't know why he was doing this. All that mattered to her was the wooden stake spearing her juicy twat.
"You love it, don't you, you scum sucking bitch? Admit it! Admit you love this!" The man was screaming at the top of his voice now.
"Yes, yes!" she lied, hoping to get him to pull the broom handle out of her cunt. The man didn't. He began fucking her with it. She tried to think of something that would be more painful, more degrading. She couldn't. The girl had to thrash around on the floor as the man fucked her with his wooden dildo. Only when the stick came cum coated with her inner fuck oil did he stop.
And then he forced her to lick the handle. Debbie almost gagged at that. She didn't know that her own juice would be so terrible. She remembered that Sherry's had been exciting, but then they had been tender with each other. That had been a mutual love act, not a brutal rape with a broom handle.
"Not enough?" he asked. He rolled her over and pulled her up so that her ass wagged in the air. She didn't know what he was going to do. With her cheek pressing coldly into the cement floor, she thought that she had endured all he could offer. She quickly found out how wrong she was.
He repeated her cuntal rape by stuffing the broom stick into her asshole. What little lubricating fuck juice remained barely helped grease the entry of the wooden rod into her bowels. The girl felt sick to her stomach as the man started butt fucking her with the broom. The wood threatened to splinter and rip her apart inside. She worried about bleeding to death. But the man soon stopped.
Then he forced her to lick off the broom handle again. Debbie was totally debased and humiliated by this action; she cried openly and didn't care if the man saw her weakness. Nothing else could be done to her, she thought. He had raped her with a broom both up the cunt and up the ass. Nothing was left to torment her. And again she was wrong.
"Come on over, guys. I've got her all hot and ready for you!"
Bradford smiled down at her as he ran his hands under her arms and picked her up. When she had her knees under her, he smiled even more broadly and called out, "Come on, Stan. You deserve a little pussy."
"Right, boss man," cried a player. He came sliding in on his back, his head poking between the kneeling girl's thighs. She was so startled at this; she rose up just, enough to allow him to shove his head directly under her pussy. His tongue flashed out and roughly stroked the entire length of her cunt lips. The shuddery sigh that passed through her body promised so much more to come that she almost thought everything that had gone before was worth it.
"Come to me, pretty mama," he called up to her. "Lower that lovely blonde pussy onto my face!"
She carefully relaxed the straining muscles in her thighs. She felt her cunt lips being parted by the man's probing tongue. His rough, pink tongue slithered along her turgid, blood engorged cunt lips and then gently parted them. Each touch was sheer heaven for her. This wasn't torture, this was paradise!
His tongue pushed apart her puffy outer cunt lips and then teased the more delicate scalloped inner ones. She felt her pussy begin to churn and boil. The aches in her body slowly vanished as his tongue gave her new and more intensely pleasurable sensations to concentrate on. The feel of his tongue surging in and out of her velvet hung cunt soothed and stimulated her. She could forget her dilemma and rejoice in the wonderful emotions filling her body.
He tongue fucked her until she came. His tongue slipped out of her froth filled pussy to work along her blonde fur-rimmed cunt lips. When he discovered her little clit, a crafty tongue snared it. He teased the little pillar of erectile flesh into full extension. When it was quivering with lust, he sucked hard on it.
Debbie blasted off into orbit again, coming hard. She groaned out loud and tossed her luxurious mane of blonde hair from side to side. She wanted to reach down and grip the man's cock with her hands, but they were still chained behind her back.
"She likes having her pussy eaten out. Let's see if she enjoys sucking cock, too," said Bradford. "You, Alex, come on over and have this blonde bombshell suck you off."
A burly guard lumbered over and pulled down his pants. Debbie opened her eyes and saw a ponderous cock the size of a telephone pole bucking with stark lust just inches in front of her face. She felt the effects of the tongue in her cunt, more and more. It made her feel sexy, horny, desiring more and more cock.
She would have reached out on her own and gripped the prick to stuff it into her mouth if her hands hadn't been chained so securely behind her back.
"Go on, Alex, stick it in for her!"
Jeers and shouts from others on the team spurred the huge man on. He grabbed onto the thickness of his cock and shoved it forcefully between her lips. The cheerleader took it all in one gulp.
Her lips strained to encircle the ponderous log of a cock. But she managed. Her soft lips stroked the entire length of his cock as it blasted into her dank mouth. Cradling the man's cock with her tongue, she slurped noisily. The thick musky male taste aroused her even more. After hours of torture, she was being given everything a woman could desire. One man's eager tongue licked and fucked her cunt. Another man's prick was being thrust repeatedly into her sucking, hungry for prick mouth. She hardly knew how to respond to this kindness after so much torment!
"Ada girl, keep sucking. God, she's got a mouth like a vacuum cleaner," the huge man muttered. "And I love it. I gotta get all the way in. Let's see you deep throat me!"
The battering ram of cock bounced off the roof of her mouth. For a horrifying instant, Debbie was afraid she might choke to death. The huge plug of cock rammed all the way into her throat. She was no Linda Lovelace, but she could take a man's prick. But this wasn't just any man's cock. This one was as huge as some men's wrists. The throbbing hose of cock filled her throat and shut off all her air. She swallowed hard, a few times, her Adam's apple bobbing up and down to massage the most sensitive portion of the man's pecker.
"God, she is good!" the player moaned. "I gotta really fuck that sweet, sucking mouth of hers now. I'm gonna face fuck her like she's never gotten cock before!"
He pulled out. Debbie heaved a quick sigh of relief. Air gusted into her lungs. When she exhaled, she saw the crinkly forest of the man's bush stir. The hot air stimulated his balls and made them boil and throb with ill suppressed need.
His hips exploded. He rammed forward and almost knocked her backwards. She strained hard. She couldn't fall backwards; that would deprive her of that long, thrusting tongue squirming around in her tight little pussy!
She kept her balance and tried to tongue the man's prick the best she could. The strain she felt at the corners of her mouth wasn't anything compared to the strain she caused in the man's hard driving prick. She used her tongue in a sexy, educated manner. Her tongue looped around the thick head of his cock, teasing and tormenting all the right places. The tiny triangular flap of skin dangling under the cleft head received special attention. When she tasted the bitter drop of pre-come beading at his piss slit, she knew it wasn't going to take much longer to get him off. She sucked so hard her cheeks went hollow under the pressure.
And in the midst of having her pussy eaten out and sucking off another guy, she heard Bradford say, "What? Two more of you horny studs? Hell, why not? Go stuff your dongs into her hands. Let her jerk you off that way. She don't mind a bit. Just try her."
Debbie felt heavy, hot rods of cockflesh thrust into both of her hands. She couldn't see behind her, but feeling those pricks was enough. She squeezed them and began running her fingers up and down the fleshy shafts. They pulsed and danced with new lust when she managed to snare both sets of balls in her hands. Teasing them, she bounced the balls off the tips of her fingers. The girl found it hard to coordinate all her movements. The feel of the tongue in her pussy kept her from being able to concentrate on any one thing. She had the cock in her mouth and now two delightfully lustful pricks in her hands.
"God fucking damn!" cried the man whose prick moved in and out of the cheerleader's eager mouth. The hot surge of his jism filled her mouth. The first spurt arched over her tongue and spattered onto her tonsils. She didn't want that not at all. She loved the taste of a man's come. Her tongue pressed hotly into the spewing slit of his cock in time to catch the full blast of his second shot of come. The thick goo smeared salty and tangy over her taste buds. She continued to nurse greedily at his cock until she had milked it of every single drop of his come.
When it fell from her mouth, limp and tired, she sighed. One of the cocks vying for her attention was gone. She turned her attention to the twin pricks in her hands. Stroking up and down was easier now. She felt the slickness of the cocks and guessed that her hands were sweating and lubricating her movements.
"Christ, she's dynamite! I think I'll go out and win every fucking game after this. If more of this is in store, that is!"
"Don't worry, guys," came Bradford's voice. "I promise you more like her if you continue winning. Hell, you can even have her after every game, if she's what you like."
"Blondes always did turn me on," said one of the men. His cock jerked and grew in circumference. Debbie's grip tightened on his cock. She knew it wasn't going to take much longer for him to get his rocks off.
"Yeah, I figured they would," said the other. "Do blondes have more fun?"
"With me they do," joked the other one, his voice becoming more and more strained as his body tensed for the come. "They're easier to find in the dark. Oh, ohhhhhh! God, this is too much!"
She felt his cock convulsively jerk. Hot, sticky strands of come drenched her hand. She kept up her pressure until the cock had gone as limp as a garden hose in the sun. With only one cock left to handle, she gave it all she could. One hand cupped the man's balls while the other worked on the thick stalk of his prick.
When he got off, she was quivering all over. The smell of a man's come filled her nostrils. She loved the odor. It blanked out the rest of the smelly locker room until her mouth was literally watering. She forced her hips down so that the man under her wide spread, wanton pussy could eat her out even better than before.
The slithery feel of his cock-hard tongue fucking her pussy sent shivers of delight racing up her spine. Lightning bolts jolted through her body as she came. The man began sucking on her pussy. That, coupled with his hard teeth gnawing on the tender lips, brought her off again.
And then he was gone. Only the pleasant after glow of orgasm remained in her body. Debbie crouched and bent forward, lost her balance and tumbled to the floor. She had forgotten that her hands were still chained behind her back.
As she lay there, the glow vanishing from her cunt, she felt come drying on her hands. Somehow, all this wasn't quite as exciting as it had been. As she thought about it, everything turned sordid, depraved, totally ugly. She had been forced to do these lewd and vile acts. The girl was no longer master of her own destiny.
Bradford controlled her and he wasn't about to let her go. This had been a pleasant interlude, but she feared that more pain was coming her way.
She was right.