Chapter 13
Back at the abandoned farmhouse, Mrs. Thelma Haskins and her seventeen-year-old daughter Sarah had been stripped down totally naked, not ever their sandals and pumps being allowed them. Their wrists roped behind their backs, and a rope around their waists, they were made to kneel side by side. Thelma was groaning, trying to keep her thighs very tight to hide the fact that her pussy bush was extremely thick and hairy, which drew cruel jibes from both the young girls and the precociously oversexed leather jacketed toughs who stood in front of her and her daughter and mocked her suffering.
As for Sarah, she was dying of shame and indignation, and now fear had crept into her. She knew that they were going to fuck her, and she knew the word. She loathed it, just as she had loathed it when her sweet darling back in school had taught her how wonderful it was when two girls came together with purity and love and affection instead of the cruel physical brutality of a male who only wanted his own way and didn't give a damn whether you had climax or not.
"Boy, are they stacked!" Dan licked his lips, his eyes feasting on Sarah's big pear-shaped titties. "Only they ain't told us yet just how much they know about prick and stuff like that, Big Ed."
"I know," the moronic gang leader grinned obscenely. "Only we're gonna have a little 'nitiation for these debs. Girls, start whoppin' ass good and hard. Maybe they'll talk after they've had a couple of dozen good hard licks!"
Ruth and Elsie had borrowed two of the heavy leather belts which Davy and Buck wore round their corduroy trousers. They had heavy buckles, and they used these as handles. Had they been of the opposite sex, they would doubtless have used the buckled ends for the lashing. Nonetheless, the wide and thick dark brown belts, which resembled S.S. regimental issue and actually had been found in an old secondhand store in San Diego as a war souvenir, constituted a formidable whipping instrument all by themselves. They were broad and they were flexible and they wedded to the tender woman-flesh they kissed. Elsie had chosen to whip Sarah, while Ruth was all agog at the prospect of belting the mature mother, who looked fearfully over her shoulder and then began to cry out, "Oh don't beat us, we haven't done anything, you've got our money and everything else, please let us go, oh please?"
"Not so fast, bitch," the leader of the gang chuckled. "First you've gotta be 'nishiated, see? And you gotta answer all the questions I ask, or you'll keep getting your asses tanned till you do. Okay, girls, start 'em off!"
Simultaneously, Elsie and Ruth swung the heavy leather belts. Sarah uttered a wailing shriek as the belt clung to her jouncy bottom-globes, and lunged forward, pulling her mother with her. But Thelma herself was already crying out under the stinging kiss of the noisy whack which the belt made when it wrapped around the ripest curves of her jutting naked ass.
A second pair of lashes fell, then a third. Sarah was frantically trying to break her wrist-bonds, and turning back to revile her tormentress: "You dirty little cowardly bitch, if I were loose, you wouldn't do that to me, you stop that, you're hurting me!"
"Mamma's baby doesn't like her itsy bitsy bummy 'panked," Elsie sneered. Lifting the belt high, she brought it down with all her might in a diagonal cut over Sarah's behind which made the lovely, haughty young black-haired captive tilt back her head and shriek frantically in her suffering.
"Oh don't whip my daughter any more, don't whip her, please don't," Thelma begged, tears running down her face, she turned back to look at "Big Ed." He was standing with his hands on his hips, his stiff prick liberated from his trouser fly, grinning at her cruelly.
"Well, it's up to you bitch. You feel like answering any questions now?" he demanded.
Then she nodded, and Ruth promptly applied another swinging smack of the belt over the base of Thelma's ass-cheeks.
"Oww ohhhrrr, oh yes, I'll do anything if you'll only stop!" she screamed.
"All right, hold it, Ruth. We can always start up again if she don't answer right. Now then listen, Mrs. Haskins honey, how many dirty words do you know? I wanna hear you say 'em all, get me? Yell them out, all the dirty words you know. I'll give you one. Fuck. Now go on from there. Elsie baby, keep laying it on Sarah till she's ready to talk too."
"Oh no, I'll talk, don't let her hit me again! Aareeeeoouuuwwwouwww!! ! " Sarah's frantic wail was suddenly broken off by a rising screech as Elsie swung the belt diagonally over her shuddering and vividly welted bottom-cheeks.
"I guess she'll talk too. But Mamma has to answer the questions first. Go on, bitch, I'm waiting. All the dirty words you know. Help her along, Ruthie!"
"Sure, Big Ed." Ruth applied another searing cut of the broad thick belt over the lower summits of Thelma's throbbing naked behind.
"Fuck-shit-piss-screw-FUKE-roger-f-f-" Thelma babbled.
"You repeated fuck, baby, so it don't count. Is that all you know?"
Once again the belt whacked noisily against Thelma's behind, and the unfortunate woman shrieked aloud, "Oh yes, I don't know anymore, oh please let me off, do whatever you want, but please stop whipping me!"
"Well now, that's a little better. Hold it, Ruthie." The leader walked slowly toward the sobbing, cringing naked matron, the swollen prick bobbing out of his pants as he came. He put his left hand to her chin and tilted it up, then stared greedily down at her tearstained, congested face: 'Tell you what, bitch. S'pose I teach you what some of these other words mean, huh? And where did you hear screw and roger, huh?"
"From my H-h-husband," Thelma faltered, so faintly that only he could hear it.
"I can't hear yah, speak up, so everybody can hear. Ruthie!"
"Oh no, don't have her whip me, I'll tell, I'll tell-my husband, my husband!! " Thelma fairly screamed it out, glancing frantically over her shoulder as the grinning Ruth lifted the belt slowly and awaited the gangleader's command.
"You just saved your ass a good one, baby. All right, so your hubby taught yah, and I s'pose you ain't got no hubby no more."
"N-n-no-"
"No what, you bitch?" he slapped her face.
"No s-s-sir!" Thelma wailed and burst into ignominious sobs at her own cowardice and shame and pain.
"Okay, cutie," the leader grinned crookedly. He sank down on his knees, and his hands began to squeeze Thelma's panting titties, while she twisted her face to one side and closed her eyes, whimpering in revulsion and terror. "You see, I'll bet you ain't been fucked for a hell of a long time. Ain't that right?"
And when she didn't answer, because her sobs were choking her, "Big Ed" pinched her nipples cruelly until she screamed, "No, no, I haven't, oh please let me be, oh you hurt, my poor breasts!"
"I'll poor breasts you, you crummy bitch! Now then, I'm really going to fuck you good. Sarah Baby, you better watch, because that's what you're gonna get pretty soon," he boasted.
Now, advancing himself, he made his prick-head press against the thick bush of Thelma's cunt. The woman quivering and shrank back, but he cuffed her savagely across the cheek. "Don't pull away like that, or else you'll get it from Ruthie!" he warned.
And then, cruelly squeezing and twisting her panting bubbies, he inserted himself and slowly dug inside to the hilt. Then he called to Ruth to lay on the best, which Ruth did with a will.
Soon Thelma was shrieking wildly, her hips wriggling and twisting, while "Big Ed" plowed back and forth insider her, quickening his lunges until the poor woman was frantic from the assault of both ends of her intimate person.
Suddenly he bellowed and shot his bubbling spunk deep into her womb. And then he pulled out, and stood, his prick greasy and dangling, as he stared mockingly at the blushing, horrified Sarah, down whose cheeks furious new fears began to descend. "You learn anything that time, honey?" he demanded.
"Oh God-oh let me out of here, oh I want Mother and me to get away from here, please!" she whimpered feverishly.
"Dan, I think you earned a piece of this little bitch's cunt. Tell me, Sarah baby, you ever been screwed before."
"Big Ed" cruelly asked as he cupped Sarah's shaking chin and forced the girl's tearstained face up as he leaned to her, his eyes devouring hers and dominating her.
"N-n-no," she moaned. "Oh please don't do it, I don't do it, I don't want to be-oh don't-I hate it-oh it's awful-Mother, help me!"
"Dan is gonna help you better, bitch," the gang leader laughed. "Go to it, show your stuff, Dan boy!"
Dan was only too eager to oblige. His prick was almost bursting as he knelt down facing the tethered and whimpering Sarah. His fingers dug into her whipped bottom-cheeks, and she screamed aloud in pain as he mercilessly sank them into the resilient, warm welted flesh. Then his prick thrust into the bush of her cunt, found the lips and thrust homeward till he felt her tight womb walls grip him.
Sarah's teeth were chattering, her head tilted back, her eyes mad and rolling in her revulsion. But at that moment "Big Ed" nodded to Elsie and the belt once again returned to its work of gracking, merciless sounds as it bit and stung and clung to the shuddering, swollen ass of the unfortunate young Sarah.
After both mother and daughter had been fucked in this way, Hank and Ken knelt down to take their turns, Ken with the mother, Hank with the daughter. Once again their prayers and tears availed them nothing. This was a longer fuck, and drew poor Sarah in spite of herself almost to the brink of come. Her consternation on finding that she was going to be forced to "pull a train" knew no bounds, when, after her second rapist had risen from her, Davy knelt down to take his place, while Buck knelt down to give it to the mother.
"Let's see who can make it last the longest, Davy," Buck joked as he goosed poor Thelma and made her squeal and lunge forward, only to be met by his unyielding prick which thrust through the thick bush of her cunt-hair and found its way into the moist and quaking sheath of her cunt.
"Suits me fine," Davy boasted. Now his fingers grasped Sarah's whip-welted bottom-globes as he screwed himself into her moist cunt, and then shoved violently to the very balls.
Then both young leather-jacketed toughs began to fuck their victims, while Sarah twisted her face towards her mother's, tears running down her cheeks, eyes tightly shut, and whimperingly begged for providence to save them.
After each victim had been violated three times, "Big Ed" called a halt for refreshments, and sandwiches and bottles of Coke were passed all around. The victims were given nothing, but continued to kneel there naked, tethered, half fainting with exhaustion and shame.
Then the youths changed partners, and the three boys who hadn't fucked Sarah before did so now in turn. The same went for poor Thelma, and at the end of the six rapes, they collapsed, lying on their sides, whimpering.