Chapter 3
"Stand up, bitch," he said.
Jordan gulped and stood up, frightened.
He eyed her body, then circled his finger. She obediently turned around.
"Bend forward."
She bent over slowly and felt a hand on her ass. It squeezed her soft flesh, sliding across her round buttocks.
"Spread your legs, slut," he growled. She shifted her feet apart, opening her sex to him. His hand slid down the crack of her ass and palmed her cunt mound, squeezing it lightly. A finger slid into her and wriggled around, then pulled out.
"Okay, straighten and turn around again."
She did and turned her eyes away from the scary looking guy.
"Put your hands behind your head," he said.
She gulped and blinked her eyes, but raised her hands and put them behind her head.
"Arch your back. Push your tits out," he ordered.
She did as he ordered and he stood before her, admiring the contours of her body. He put a hand flat on her belly, then let it glide over her, up along her ribs to her breasts, then up around them to the side of her face. He put his hand under her chin and tilted it up. "Nice meat," he said. "Real nice. Okay, slut, get on the mattress."
She hurriedly crawled onto the mattress, lay on her back, and looked up at him. He sat down on one of the overturned crates and looked at her.
"Get on all fours," he said.
She did, turning to look at him beside her.
"Raise your ass more, and spread your legs," he told her. "That's it, now start humping back, like your fucking."
She was confused by the strange demands, but the mere sight of the man terrified her and she wasn't about to argue with him. She did as he ordered, pushing her ass back repeatedly.
"Now moan and groan," he said.
"Wha... what?" she squeaked.
"You too stupid to speak English?" he snapped. "Moan and groan like you're getting fucked. Make noises.!"
"I... I don't know if I can," she whined.
"You don't and I'll make you moan and groan for real," he said, grinning wolfishly. "And it won't be in pleasure."
She swallowed nervously, then let out a low, warbling moan.
"Louder! And hump that ass back, whore!"
She humped back, her breasts swinging below her as she moaned and groaned. "Oohhhhhhhh! Uhhmmmmmm! Ahhhhhhhh!" she gasped.
"Grunt! Grunt like the hog you are!" he laughed. "Grunt like you're getting' a twelve inch cock rammed up your asshole!"
"Uhng! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she grunted.
"Louder, whore! And time them to your movements!"
"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" Jordan grunted each time she humped her ass back. It was humiliating and degrading, but her fear overrode her pride, not that she had a lot of pride, not that she had a lot of pride left after the crude gang-banging.
He stood up and undid his belt, then pulled off his boots. He pulled his pants down and his cock sprang up. It made Jordan's eyes widen and caused her to squeak in fear. It was, as he'd described, a twelve inch cock, and probably eight inches thick too. He gave a grunt and moved behind her.
"I tell you to stop, slut?" he snapped.
"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" Jordan grunted, humping back towards him.
"Put your hands back between your legs, slut," he ordered.
She hesitated briefly, then eased down onto her shoulders, her arms going back below her belly and her hands pushing between her thighs.
"Put your fingers in your cunt, slut. Pull it apart for me. I want to see what's inside you."
She trembled, but got two fingers into her slit, then added a third, and finally a fourth finger from her other hand. She slowly pulled her pussy apart as he squatted behind her and stared into her pink cavern.
"More! Pull it wider, whore!" he growled.
She groaned in pain, but her fingers tried to pull wider, opening herself up for him as he sneered and stared into her cunt crack.
"Okay, whore, show me how you jerk off. Finger-fuck yourself."
"But... but..."
His heavy hand cracked down on her ass and she screamed in pain.
"Do what you're told, meat!"
She started rubbing her pussy crack with two fingers of one hand, stroking her clitty. She pushed two fingers of her other hand into her fuck-tunnel and started to pump them in and out as he watched.
"Don't forget the humping and grunting and moaning," he chided her.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! OOOhhhhhh! Uhhhnnn!" she gasped, pumping her pussy as she humped back against her fingers.
"What a ripe little whore," he laughed, sitting back on his heels and watching. A wave of overwhelming embarrassment passed over her and left her dazed, but she continued to hump and groan and finger herself.
"Okay, on your back, meat," he snickered.
She stopped with a gasp of relief, then rolled onto her back and lay there looking up at him, her face frightened and ashamed.
"Okay, now jerk off for me, meat. Let me see you pound that pussy and squeeze those fat tits."
She looked down, then steeled herself to more humiliation. She put a hand down between her legs and slid two fingers into her slit again, fucking herself as he watched. She spread her legs wide and slid her other hand over her breasts, squeezing and fondling them as Turk sniggered.
"Grunt and moan," he said. "UNgh! UNGh! UNgh!"
"UNGH! UNGH! Ohhhhhh! Unnggghh!" she mewled.
"Don't be so loud now. Softer, more realistic. And make your face hot too, close your eyes and roll your head around like you're horny as hell."
She did as he ordered, fingering her pussy and nipples, groaning and grunting, rolling her head back.
"Not bad. Not bad at all," he said "You'll get better with time. Get on all fours again."
She stopped and rolled over, then rose to all fours.
"Now start humping back again, grunting and moaning like you're getting fucked. I want you to really get into it. You're a hot stinking slut and you're pussy is boiling."
She went through the performance again while he watched, but he wasn't satisfied this time.
"Let me hear you beg for it," he said. "Say, give it to me, baby, fuck me, fuck my cunt, harder, harder. You know what I want."
''G... give it to me, baby," she gulped.
He slapped her ass hard, making her cry out in pain.
"Put more force into it, act real, whore! Pretend it's your boyfriend pumping you."
"Give it to me," she moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Ohhhhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Fuck my cunt!"
"Fuck my twat! Rip my pussy!" he cried.
"Fuck my twat! Rip my pussy!" she echoed. "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
She humped back as though someone was fucking her, grunting and moaning and cursing and begging, adding new and more obscene words as Turk gave them to her. Whenever she seemed less than enthusiastic he slapped her ass hard. Pain made her a much better actress than she ever would have thought.
"Okay, enough for now. Pull your cunt open again."
She pushed four fingers into herself and pried her cunt lips apart as he got to his knees behind her. She felt his thick cock knob against her hole, then it slid inside. Even though she was pulled open his cock still had difficulty entering. It mashed against the backs of her fingers as it slid into her pussy, forcing her cunt lips open even wider than she was holding them. She pulled her fingers back, clenching her teeth as the monster cock pushed deeper.
"Remember, slut, you're gonna love it, so let me hear you," he warned, slapping her ass.
She didn't have to fake the grunts and groans as he worked his big thick cock into her hole. She'd never taken anything that big before and her pussy was having a hard time spreading far enough.
He pulled his cock out, then rammed forward, almost knocking her onto her face as the pain ripped up her cunt pipe. She cried out, trying to break away, but he caught her by the hair and held her, pushing harder. She screamed, writhing and shaking, rolling forward. He still held her easily, one hand gripping her hair, the other on her hip.
She twisted around onto her side, but his heavy weight pressed her down as he raised her top leg and shoved it up and back. His fingers almost completely encircled her thigh as he held it in place. He leaned down into her, putting his entire weight and power behind his thick cock. It slid slowly but steadily into her belly as she howled and screamed, shaking and panting and tearing at the mattress with her fingers.
He smiled, his cock driving into her until barely an inch remained, then he shifted his grip, his hands going to her belly and back to hold her tight, and threw his hips forward, burying the final inch of cock in the thrashing, crying girl's fuck chamber. He chuckled in amusement, grinding his hips into her as she gnashed her teeth and dug her nails into the palms of her hands. She could hardly breath with the pain as her pussy tunnel was bloated out wide by the massive prong and her cervix was crushed up into her belly by its long length. Cramps ripped through her pelvis and she felt like her insides were torn apart.
He pulled back several inches, then thrust forward, drawing another cry of pain from the shattered, sobbing girl. Again he drew back, again he thrust into her, spiking his cock high into her guts. He worked his hips around in a circle, trying to rip her pussy open for him to pump more easily.
The pain slowly began to recede as her cunt adjusted to the huge size of Turk's cock, and Jordan's cries eased until she was quiet. Quiet, except for pants and gasps and groans, of course.
"All right, meat, start acting. Show me how good you are."
She didn't even hear at first, until he slapped her breast.
"Hear me? I said start grunting and begging. Tell me how you love it, meat!"
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Fuck me! FUck meeee!" she whimpered.
"More," he sneered, pumping slowly in her tortured fuck chamber.
"Give it to me!" she panted. "Fuck my cunt! Fuck me harder!"
He drew out almost a foot of cock, then slowly pushed it into her again as she groaned.
He turned her over onto her back, gripping the backs of her legs and pushing them back against her chest. He leered down at her as he let his chest fall on her legs, crushing them back against her even harder. His cock began to move faster in her burning box.
"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned. "Fuck my hole! Fuck me hard!"
He pushed his chest up, his hands on her legs just behind the knees as he began to rod into her with high speed thrusts. His long thick prong pistoned up and down inside her, his hips slamming down into her buttocks as she moaned and whined and begged for more. She grunted with each thrust, but that wasn't acting and he knew it. No woman could have a foot of cock rammed up her snatch without making a sound.
Turk fucked harder, growling and clenching his teeth as his pole ripped back and forth in the college girl's belly. Jordan continued to make sounds and noises, continued to whine like a bitch in heat as she tried to keep her sanity. She was crushed hard and skewered by the big, rough man, and pleasure was not something she was even thinking of.
Turk's heavy hips slammed down on her upturned buttocks with each furious thrust, and her entire ass felt like it was being pounded by a hammer. She ached fiercely, but dared do nothing but beg for more.
Finally he came, spraying a thick stream of cum into her guts as he sighed in relief. He continued pumping for a minute, letting her hole suck him dry, then eased his softening tool out of her and sat back on his heels. Jordan's legs fell down and apart on either side of him and she groaned as the pressure finally came off her spine.
"Okay, meat, you'll do for now."
He got to his feet and pulled his pants up, then went out of the shack. A minute later, while she was still trying to catch her breath, and still wincing from the bruises he'd inflicted on her body. Dawn came in and motioned her to her feet. She led the sniffling girl out into the daylight and across the camp to another shack.
Again Jordan was embarrassed. After all, everyone but her was dressed, and it would take her a while to get used to that. She prayed she wouldn't be here that long.
There were several other women in the shack. One was the latino girl, Carol. The other was a short, pretty blonde teenager with curly, shoulder length blonde hair.
"We're gonna teach her to dance," Dawn snorted.
Jordan looked down at the floor as the three looked at her.
"You know how to dance, honey?" Dawn asked.
She shrugged.
"Goldie, give her a show," Dawn said.
"Why me?" the little blonde sulked.
"Cause I'll kick your ass if you don't," Dawn glared.
Goldie was wearing jeans and a halter. She quickly stripped naked and fished in a bag for some other clothes, pulling them out and tossing them on a cot. She pulled on a blue g-string, then a pair of matching string bikini panties that held together at the hips by tiny snaps. She pulled on a push up half-bra, then a light blue mini-dress that hugged every curve of her nubile body.
She turned and Carol turned on a ghetto blaster. Loud music pounded out as Goldie began to sway rhythmically. She grinned at Dawn, her tongue sliding out of her mouth as her eyes narrowed into slits. She swung her ass from side to side and began to do a bump and grind to the music.
"Watch her carefully," Dawn said. "You'll be doing the same in a minute."
Jordan looked at her in shock, then looked back at Goldie as the girl began to slide her hands sensuously up and down her rounded body. She looked provocatively at Dawn, then twisted around and humped her ass back at her. She reached down and gripped the hem of the dress, then slowly, tauntingly raised it, just an inch at a time, swinging her ass around as she did.
She pulled it up until her panties were visible, then wagged her ass especially hard. She tugged it quickly then, jerking the dress up and over her head, tossing it on the cot as she turned and danced for the other three women. Her hands moved up and down her body, stroking it as her mouth opened and her head rolled slowly.
She undid her bra, coyly covering her breasts with one arm as she turned in circles. She turned suddenly, pulling her hands wide and shaking her tits at them as she swung to the music. She jerked off the bikini panties and danced in the g-string for a couple of minutes, then peeled that off and continued.
She cupped and squeezed her breasts, stroked her ass and pussy and humped continuously at her audience. She turned and showed them her ass, then bent far forward, grabbing her ankles. She sank to her knees and humped back at them, then rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide, raising and lowering them as she caressed her body.
And then it was Jordan's turn. She balked at first, but a slap on the head from Dawn changed her mind. She put on the gear and started to dance, but it took a long while before the others were satisfied with even her fully clothed dancing. Jordan had gotten dozens of slaps by the time they told her to start stripping.
Pain and fear leant her eagerness and she was soon naked, grinding her ass back at them, ignoring her embarrassment as she humped back and stroked her ass while they laughed and called her names.
"Not bad," Dawn said finally. "You'll get better with practice. You two show her some more routines. Get her some stuff that fits too."
She left and for the next several hours the other two danced with her, showing her how to swing her hips and undulate sensuously. Carol gave her a little teddie bear and showed her how to use it, to grind her pussy on it like it was eating her, pretending to be masturbating.
It was dark outside by the time she was allowed to sit down. They brought in some food and she ate eagerly, despite the fact that she would have turned up her nose at the same type of food just that morning. She was exhausted both mentally and physically, and all she wanted to do now was hide in a corner and sleep.
The gang had no intention of allowing that, of course. They wanted her tired and worn, her spirit and pride both broken.
The other girls led the naked blonde outside and across to a bigger shack. This one had a kind of porch in front of it, and fifty or sixty bikers and their girlfriends were gathered in front of it. Loud music was coming from a ghetto blaster and Angie, the girl she had seen at the pond, was stripping before the assembly.
They yelled and hooted as Angie strutted her stuff, ignoring the other girls as they made their way to the side of the porch. Jordan was wearing a small bra, garter belt, G-string, stockings, and a black dress. She had butterflies in her belly as she watched Angie and looked out at the crowd.
The porch was well lit by portable lamps, and every inch of Angie's lush body stood out before the appreciative eyes of the crowd. Then she stopped, to much applause, gathered up her things, and walked off.
"You're up," Dawn said, pushing Jordan forward.
"I... I can't," she squeaked.
"If you don't, Turk is gonna beat the ever lovin' shit out of you," Dawn sniffed.
Jordan turned to see Turk in the front row of the audience. He was glaring at her. Dawn shoved her harder and she stumbled out onto the porch as the audience erupted in cat-calls and insults. She stood there for a moment, transfixed. Several people hurled garbage at her and she cringed back.
"Dance, you dumb cunt," Dawn shouted, turning the music up.
Frightened, Jordan began to swing her hips like she'd been doing all afternoon. The cat-calls eased up some. Trying not to think she went into the strip routine, arching her back, pushing out her ass, spreading her legs and bending over. She slid the dress off to much applause, then, somewhat encouraged, began to caress her body as she danced to the music.
She slid her garters and stockings off, tossing them into the crowd, then hesitated, not wanting to take off her top or g-string. She delayed it as long as she could, until she could sense their impatience, then finally opened her bra and shook her breasts at them. They whistled and cheered.
She slipped off her g-string and swung her ass and pussy at them, rolling onto her back and pulling her legs back, spreading them apart and stroking her breasts and belly. She got to her knees and humped back at them as they roared in approval.
As the music ended she stood up, and Turk got up and climbed onto the porch beside her. He swung her around in front of him and gripped her hair, jerking her head up.
"What do you say, guys?" he yelled. "Is this good meat?" They yelled in agreement.
"Okay, get ready to bid!"
He ran his hand up and down the front of her body as he laughed out at the crowd of watchers. "She's hot and ready," he said. "She's a dirty little slut who needs to get rode hard. Who'll be first?"
"Ten bucks," someone called. He was shouted down.
"A hundred bucks!" another guy said.
"Five hundred," one snorted.
"Six."
"A grand."
"Fifteen."
Turk lifted her hands up high, pinning her wrists together with one massive fist as he stood behind her. He pushed on the small of her back as he pulled her wrists back, forcing her to arch her back and thrust her round tits out at the crowd.
"Two grand."
"Twenty-five."
"Three."
"Four."
"Guys! Guys! You're insulting me," Turk called. He let go of Jordan's wrists and pushed her back.
"Get on all fours, meat," he ordered.
She got down on her hands and knees as the crowd went quiet.
"Okay, show em how hot you are, meat. Start humping. You got a big stiff one up your twat."
The last shreds of self-respect collapsed as she started to hump back at the jeering men and women.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ohhhh! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" she whined as she pushed her ass back.
"Let's see you finger-fuck yourself, ya fuckin' dog," Turk laughed.
She fingered her pussy, stroking her fingers up and down her slot as they sniggered and chortled in glee. She pushed her fingers into her pussy crack and pumped them in and out as she groaned and grunted and begged to be fucked.
"This is earning potential, guys," Turk shouted, slapping her ass.
"Get on your back, whore and keep it up," he said.
Mind blank, Jordan rolled onto her back and continued the mock masturbation, stroking and squeezing her breasts as she fingered her pussy and ground her ass into the cold wood below her. She whined and grunted and arched her back, rolling her head as she finger-fucked her pussy.
"Five grand!"
"Six!"
"Seven!"
"Eight!"
"Eight fifty."
"Eight-seventy-five."
"Nine."
"Nine-fifty!"
"On your knees, whore!" Turk ordered. He gripped her hair and pulled her face up so she knelt before him, then took out his cock and rubbed it across her face. She opened her mouth and started to suck as the crowd laughed and yelled and hurled obscene comments at her and Turk both.
His cock hardened and she had a hard time moving her lips along the shaft because they were spread so wide. She'd never had her mouth so wide before and her jaw ached as his cock slid back and forth.
"Ten grand," someone shouted, as the bidding continued.
Turk pushed her back and shifted her until she was on all fours, then knelt behind her and slowly worked his cock up into her snatch. It entered much easier this time since it was well coated in her saliva and she was sweating so much her body was overheated.
He began to fuck her right there on the porch as the crowd laughed and jeered and gave Turk advice.
"Grunt and groan," he hissed.
"Ohhh! Ohhhh! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! Fuck me! FUck me harder! Fuck my cunt!" she cried as he pounded his monster cock up her hole. Her tits wobbled back and forth below her as the bidding went higher. She had a vague wonder that it was only that morning that she had wakened in her dorm room, then her mind fled under the howls of insults and cat-calls.
He came inside her and pulled out but she kept humping back and begging for more. Finally she heard Turk yell out sold. Another guy walked up onto the porch. She saw it was the blonde guy who'd grabbed her to begin with, Jones.
He sneered down at her, then put a studded leather dog collar around her throat and fastened a leash to it. He tugged her off the porch, slapping her head when she tried to get to her feet. He made her crawl along on all fours as the crowd snickered and yelled and laughed.
He stopped by a low wooden fence and turned around, raising his hands high. The crowd quieted.
"To show you all what a great guy I am, you all get free samples tonight," he yelled. They yelled in approval.
He tied the leash to the side of the fence and Jordan blinked at a crowd of approaching men. The first guy there got down on his ass beside the fence, then dragged her over on top of him. He held his cock up and positioned her over it, then she sank down onto him as he lay back. Another guy knelt behind her and slowly worked his cock into her asshole, while a third dropped to his knees beside her, jerked her head to the side and pushed his cock into her mouth.
Several of the women sat or leaned on the fence watching as the three fucked into her. None felt much sympathy for her since they'd all done it themselves. They jeered and shouted insults along with the men watching as the three rammed their cocks into the slender blonde.
The guy fucking her asshole came, and was replaced by another. The guy fucking her cunt came, and rolled her onto her side so he could slide out. They kept her on her side as another guy moved in and slid his cock into her cunt crack. Now a fourth guy crawled in front of her chest and started fucking her tits, wrapping the soft flesh around his boner as he humped.
The guy fucking her mouth came and another took his place. This one rammed his cock down her throat and fucked it.
One by one the guys finished, dropped their loads, and were replaced. Hour after hour passed as the gang-bang continued. Jordan had no idea how many men had fucked her cunt and asshole and mouth. Certainly many had gone around more than once.
Finally, barely conscious, Jones positioned her on all fours. She knelt there, swaying, head down, eyes closed, panting for breath. Jones led a big German shepherd up behind her as the crows laughed. The dog, smelling all the juice on her, in her, got all excited and snuffled at her crotch.
Jones jerked on it's leash and it climbed atop her, humping at her pussy. Jones reached down and took the dog's cock, then positioned it against the exhausted blonde's crack. It thrust in and there was a round of applause as the dog began to fuck.
Jordan wasn't even aware it was a dog fucking her at first. She only noticed because it's paws dug into her and the nails were scratching her. It was humping furiously, much faster than the guys who'd raped her had, and she woke up enough to realize that it was, in fact, a dog fucking her. She was too dazed to care by then. She just turned her head back around, hung it down, and waited for the dog to finish
The dog took its time, then after it came, Jones led over another shepherd, then a Doberman. All fucked her hard and fast, and dropped their doggy juice in her snatch. Finally Jones and a dozen other guys stood around her as she lay on her back on the ground and held out their cocks. Piss streamed down onto her, splashing off her tits and face and dribbling into her partly opened mouth and into her nose. Several sprayed their streams directly against her cunt crack.
Then they left. Jordan lay there, half-dead, unmoving except for her heaving chest. Finally she fell into an exhausted, tormented sleep.