They had taken her down. Thank God in heaven! They had taken her down! The hood had been torn off, cast to one side, but Doug insisted they keep the gag in her. The ordeal was far from over, however. Dragging her half lifeless across the floor, the tops of her toes scraping over the cement floor, Doug and Frank took her to the other side of the room. She was babbling something about her cherry, sobbing because they had raped her so cruelly with that riding crop. The flutter in her cunt was still there, but muted by the horrible pain of the cherry popping.
"I've had it with this bitch, man. Gotta get off on her real bad," Doug said.
Shari felt herself bumping up against something. A work bench of some sort. There were greasy engine parts on it. Doug reached around and pulled some of them off, jamming her hard against the edge of the table.
"Offfffffff!"
"Get "er hands out there-come on, baby, they've been stretched out by the fuckin' chains. Remind me, we gotta get ‘em down before my old man comes back tomorrow. He'll freak if he sees ‘em hangin' down like that," Doug said to his buddy.
"Right now, man I'm so fuckin' hot from all that screwin' around back there, I could cum in my pants," he said, rubbing his crotch up against Shari's ass.
The girl groaned once more, chewing down on the gag as she felt the sexy, slippery rub of Frank's crotch against her asscheeks. They had spun her around and around, confused her, torn away any sense of modesty and self respect with all the beating and degradation they bad visited upon her. And now they bad torn her cherry away, getting ready to fuck her.
"Up on the fuckin' bench. Open them vises," Doug said to his buddy, pushing the girl onto the table and shoving her down. There were two large black iron vises on either side of the work bench. Frank muttered something about Doug getting all the good pussy, and pulled her arms apart, slipping her right wrist between the iron jaws of the first vise, then twisting the small lever around and around until Shari's hand was securely gripped.
Next came her left wrist, trapped in the other vise in the same way.
"Go get off on the girl over there," Doug said, opening his pants and pulling them down. Shari jerked her head up and saw his fat cock, the biggest thing she had ever seen, even in pictures. He was stripping, pulling off his boots while Frank edged up to the screaming Diane.
"You cherry too?" she heard Frank ask, an answer being a wail after a hard slapping sound.
"Now, for the good part."
Doug crawled onto the table, checking the vises, twisting the small levers a little more and laughing as the jaws nearly crushed the small bones in Shari's wrists. She struggled up against the table, feeling his cockhead rubbing fresh life into her pussy. In a moment, nothing more mattered. The beating, the humiliation, her friend's wild screams in the background-it was all part of some horrid game, a game she and Diane had willingly begun to play with these men. She could feel the heavy juices flowing once more from her cunt. Shari worked her thighs from side to side, feeling her pussy hot enough to wink wide, then close down on nothing. Every movement of her ass against the splintery wood coaxed more juice from her pussy to ooze out and wet her thighs.
Doug rolled his hips around, his cock pushing up against the top of her cuntal mound. It was heaven! A piece of heaven feeling that cock! Finally, after all the beating, after all the torment, she was going to be fucked!
Shari let out a gasp, spitting around the gagging balls, wishing she could tell him how much she loved this. He didn't have to worry, about her screaming any longer. There would only be gasps of pleasure, cries of wild delight.
"Uhthhfhfhf… ohhhh, fuck, fuck, fuck me, stick that thing in me! I wanna cock! I wanna cock!"
As if be could read her mind, Doug pulled the gag from her, quickly unknotting the leather straps behind her skull and tearing the bail from her mouth. Shari responded by shouting out her delight, telling him bow much she wanted him to fuck her.
"Yeah, baby, knew that from the start. Man, you wanna big cock, and that's just what ol' Doug's got for you," he said with a grin.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
There were more slapping sounds from behind, followed by wailing cries of despair. Shari shivered. She knew her friend was being raped back there. Well, that was her problem.
She had started this madness in the first place. She could work her way out of it. Right now, Shari was only concerned with rocking her asscheeks from side to side, directing the fat, greasy end of his cock first against one cuntlip, then the other. The tiny pebble of her clit rolled about under the pressure, sending more streamers of heat racing to her brain and into her cunt.
Shari jerked her arms, feeling the jaws of those vises chafing her already sore flesh. He was sucking and biting at her neck, his teeth threatening to rip at her jugular. Every nipple, every bite sent shivers racing up her spine. For an instant, Shari imagined his teeth tearing her, biting deep into her flesh while he fucked her mindless.
"Oh, no, yes, yes, more, more! Get that cock in me!"
Shari rocked and rolled her thighs forward, sliding her greasy crack over his cockhead. Squirming, trying to slide onto the thick tower of cock muscle, her body couldn't move down all the way because of the vises. A low moan seeped from her throat. Shari needed that cock deep in her She needed to have that heat, that stiffness, that chugging sensation slipping back and forth her pussy.
"Oh!"
Doug moved up a little, centering his cock over her cunthole. She felt her hard nipples rubbing-up against hint, the nubs tingling as they scratched against his chest hairs. With a low moan, Shari felt his cockhead spreading her cuntlips finally, starting its slow entry.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!"
It was all the girl needed. When his wide, flaring cockhead was still shoving against the outside of her cunt, Shari had the steamy, belly-stretching tension starting up in her pussy. She moved her hips from side to side like a sifter, feeling the splinters pinching her ass and upper back deliciously. Tugging at the vise, loving the cold metallic sensation, she readied herself for what she knew would be the most evil fuck of her life.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Doug grunted, shoving forward and up. With a greasy, slippery slide, the head of his cock popped past the tense ring of her cuntal mound. Shari sighed, feeing for the first time a man's cock inside her. She felt her juices oozing out and around his fucking prick, wetting down the stud's balls.
It was so weird, so strange, having something inside her that way, nudging against her pussy walls, shoving aside her guts, demanding a response from her. The young teen gasped again, tensing her asscheeks and pushing up. It was the wildness of it all-the bondage, the big man rutting on top of her, calling her names, her friend Diane, screaming-everything conspired to make her oh, so hot.
"Yeah, baby, fuck it out," Doug said, flicking his tongue into her mouth and shoving it down, down, until it was nearly touching the back of her throat. Shari loved the feel of his cock resting in her. His cock-knob was just past the most sensitive part of her cunt. The ridge was making her inner cuntal nerves spark inside her. She contracted her pussy muscles milking lightly at the big stud. He groaned into a spit-slicked kiss, his hands pinching her thighs, then sliding down until they were cupping her asscheeks. She loved that rough touch. the sensation of his hands squeezing her asscheeks while his fingers were creasing her whip-scarred asscrack.
"Oh yes, yes!" Shari cried, tearing her mouth from his and gasping for air. "Fuck me, stick that thing into me and fuck me!"
"Goddamn slut! Knew you'd freak out on me once I stuck this mother in!"
Doug pulled himself up, sliding one hand from around her ass and up to her throat. He was choking her, his face dark with lust, his fingers closing around her windpipe while he fucked down deep. Shad struggled, her wrists tearing at the vise grips while those horrid fingers threatened to choke the air from her lungs. Then he released his hands, slapping her several times across the mouth to bring her around. She kept screaming hysterically, certain she was close to death, then screaming because her clit felt as if it were on fire.
"Uhhhfhhfhfhfhf!"
He was back on her mouth, kissing her, nearly drowning the girl with his saliva. Shad's tongue battled his, trying to communicate her desperate needs. She sucked and licked at the same time, drawing his lips into her mouth. She could feel the inner edges of each of his teeth. She speared the tip of her licking tongue into the soft, slippery tissues under his tongue, loving it when she heard him groaning back into her mouth with delight.
"Do it to me, oh yes, do it to me!" the girl cried, her eyes rolling back in her head.
The rising heat in her cunt was forcing the girl to jerk and twist up against him. She loved it, loved it all. When she arched her back a bit, Doug pulled his cock outward until the ridge around his prick tugged at her cuntal muscle. Shari cried out again, feeling her cunt swallowing up more and more cockmeat. It was heaven! The young teen fucked back, feeling her hipbones grinding against his, feeling the delicious sensations of pre-climactic spasms racing through her body.
"Go for it, bitch! Man, this cunt's goin' wild under my cock," Doug shouted, shaking the sweat off his face, then dropping his mouth back onto hers.
Shari forgot about her friend, about her mother. She swiveled, pressing her ass against the table while rubbing her belly against Doug's. The sweat was burning into the cuts made by the strokes from the riding crop. The salty sting added to her delight. She twisted and grunted, loving the joy-flashes sparking up from her clit. Fucking. That's what the world was about. There was nothing like it. A man and woman doing this, and doing it especially after what she and Doug had gone through.
Shari could hear herself sobbing now, the roaring of her pulse through her head drowning out everything except her cries and Doug's bestial grunts. She moved her thighs again, grinding her clit against him, loving the sensation of stretching in her cunt. Every bump of his cock against her pussy walls sent her higher and higher. The girl rutted hot and hard, feeling herself vibrating like a tightly drawn piano wire. She dripped sweat, the sliding of her belly against Doug's adding to the wild excitement.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Shari felt him all the way in her now, forcing his prick up, up, until she thought it would come out of her mouth. She jerked back, raising her ass from the work bench, moving it in broad circles so she could feel the sliding of his cockhead against her cuntal walls. The resulting itching, spasming sensation made her pant heavily. He was stirring that thing around in her, making her feel as if her insides were coining unglued.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Doug slipped his hands back around her asscheeks, digging his fingernails into the lush flesh. Shari felt her nerve endings standing up all over her body, the stripes of her whipping on fire with the dripping salt of her perspiration. The insides of her thighs tightened as they burned with her growing lust. Shari felt her body turning into a melting mass of molten lava as his cock chugged rapidly in and out, in and out of her cunt. She juggled and rocked against him, tugging at the vise grips still holding her wrists captive, wrapping her lithe legs around him and feeding her cuntmeat onto his prick. At the end, she held so tightly onto the big stud each time Doug drew back for a downstroke, he lifted her ass from the top of the workbench.
"Get ready for it, baby. It's gonna happen, and happen real big. Man, man, gonna pop your fuckin' head off with this cum!"
Doug's voice was harsh and broken. Shari gasped back, unable to say anything. Her cunt-mouth hurt from all the fucking friction. The loss of sweat and her thirst made her cuntjuice begin to dry. A wild fire began at the start of her fuckhole, gathering strength around her clit and scorching through her veins. This was it! This was her big moment. She felt her belly bulge with prick, pregnant with cockmeat, swelling up with excitement. She grunted, ramming her cunt up onto his rock-hard bar of fuckmeat.
"Yagghhhghghghghhhh!"
And then Shari exploded, her mind shattering. Doug followed moments later, the heavy jolt of his jizz spattering against her cuntal walls seeming almost to knock her from the table.
"Go for it, you… uhhhhhh!"
Doug dissolved into her, his jizz filling her up, then oozing like a white froth from around his hard, pumping prick. Shari screamed and jerked, pulling her. hands finally from the restraining vises with a giant tug. Her flesh was raw, but she cared little for what was happening to her. The girl threw her arms around Doug, holding him to her, hunching up against him, feeling the jizz burning into her convulsing cuntal walls like acid! Her muscles cramped again and again, the awful itchiness that followed each contraction reaching a pinpoint of excitement, then an achy relief as her pussy grabbed hold of Doug's shooting cock and damped down on it for all it was worth.
Shari came and came and came, oblivious to everything except her convulsing pussy. It was some time before she could stop moving, filling exhausted against the workbench. Doug braced both hands on either side of her narrow shoulders, pushing himself up off the girl. He shook the sweat-wet hair from his eyes, staring down at the prone girl. His cock was still inside her cunt, spasming, sending a few more drops of his spunk shooting into her pussy.
"Baby, I don't know where you came from, but it sure ain't this planet," Doug wheezed, now arching his hips up and beginning to pull his fuckrod from her pussy.
"No, fuck… fuck… cock!"
Shari was shameless, still rutting in front of the big stud, working her hips from side to side, rubbing her asscheeks against the workbench. It was good, so very, very good, feeling that prick slipping into her. But now it was drawing back! Shari grunted, clenching her cuntal muscles together, doing everything she could to keep his cock in.
"Nooooo!"
"Man, this bitch don't want me slidin' outta her," Doug said, twisting his head around and looking at his buddy.
Frank was still fucking Diane, the girl's mouth having been gagged earlier.
"Man, gonna… uhhhhh, this bitch… uhhhhhh!" Frank cried, holding the young brunette, now released from her bonds and sprawled on the floor like a dead body. Her legs bounced over his shoulders as he came violently in her. Above her own breathing, Shari could hear the sound of slaps with Diane's groans following. Frank was cursing at her, shouting and grunting while dumping his load hard into the girl's pussy. Shari twisted her hips up, trying to keep pace with the withdrawing cock. It was impossible. Doug pulled it out, reaching down and gripping his cockhead, then smearing his cum all over her still-convulsing labes.
"Yeah, baby, this is good, real good. But we're fuckin' through with the two of you now. Don't need no more pussy movin' around here for a while," Doug said, passing one hand over his forehead and wiping the sweat from his flesh. He slipped off the bench, standing a little unsteadily on his feet.
Shari raised her head, blinking her eyes clear. Her cunt was starting to slacken. She could feel the cum oozing from her fuckslot, wetting down the lower curves of her asscheeks. Reality began seeping in now, a horrid picture of what she had done and what she and her friend had, become under the excitement of the moment. They had turned into whores, desperate whores who enjoyed anything these boys threw at them!
Shari felt a wave of self-hatred sweep over her as she examined herself. There were those red marks everywhere-sure signs of the belting and whipping she'd received. And over the still pulsing delight in her cunt, there was the soreness of a torn cherry. She sat there like a stone, wishing there were some way she could leave her without having to look at the boys or talk with them. Diane groaned. Frank had just withdrawn and was fumbling around with his trousers, muttering and swearing because the legs seemed to have gotten tangled.
"Come on, baby, come on over here and help your friend," Doug said, zipping his Levi's up.
Shari began sliding off the bench, looking behind her at the two vises that bad trapped her wrists.
"But crawl. You ain't fit to walk. Get on your fuckin' hands and knees and crawl!"
Half-stupified still from the power of her own climax, Shari did as he commanded, getting on her hands and knees and starting to crawl over the cement to her friend like an animal. Her tits swung heavily from her upper chest, the nippled ends nearly touching the floor. She let her long blonde hair curtain her face, glad it was hiding the shame that reddened her cheeks. When she passed Doug she felt the toe of his boot kick her in the ribs, bruising her flesh and knocking her to the ground.
"Get up, get up, or I'm gonna kick your fuckin' skull in!"
Shari whimpered, scooting away, then scrambling back onto her hands and knees and moving more quickly toward the groaning brunette.
"Diane, are you all right? It's Shari," she whispered, shaking her friend lightly by the shoulders.
Diane roiled her eyes open, staring tearfully at her best friend.
"They raped me, just like they raped you and… and they… oh I'm so sorry, Shari," She said, stroking the back of her hand against the girl's flushed cheek. "I didn't know this was going to happen."
"I know, I know," Shari said evenly, seeing Diane hadn't had the same overwhelming sexual experience she had. Well, she would keep that a secret. Helping her friend to a sitting position, Shari looked at the boys, now busily removing the chains from the ceiling, barely paying attention to them now.
"It'll never happen again. I swear it," Diane said grimly, pushing the hair from her eyes.
Shari, at this point wasn't so sure.