Chapter 7
Rick swung the belt over his head one more time. Cindy looked helplessly as the black leather instrument of torture seemed to hang suspended in the air, then came down at her face in slow-motion. She screamed, her back arching stiffly and her big tits jiggling apart, then rolling together. She pitched forward, her arms stretched out in front of her as her knees jerked apart from the force of this blow on her inner thigh. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks as she rolled once more onto her belly. She had to protect her cunt and her face.
No, she couldn't let him destroy those two precious things with that horrible belt of his! "P-please ... don't ... do ... that!" Cindy cried softly.
Oh, why did she say something like that? It was only like throwing gasoline on an already raging fire. She was helpless-unable to protect herself. She knew they were all enjoying her helplessness, almost jumping up and down with joy when she cried out and begged them to have mercy. No, there wouldn't be any help or mercy, here.
The belt came down again. Cindy rolled away to one side, exposing one asscheek. The belt ripped at that exposed asscheek, making her jerk, like a speared fish, on the ground. But to her surprise, Cindy found herself responding somewhat positively to the attack. There was a snaking warmth radiating from her pussy to the injured buttock and then back to her cunt again.
Rick grunted, bringing the belt down again. He was tearing it across her soft ass, laughing as he watched the white flesh turn red under his attack and jiggle with each blow of his leather belt. The needle-sharp heat ripped at her buttocks, spreading deliciously to her pussy hole. When it reached her clit, the pain was transformed into a pleasant warmth.
The belt hit again. Again the heat snapped at her rising clit. She could feel the tiny sex organ swelling, stiffening, pushing up from its surrounding flesh. Cindy was shrieking and crying out, but some of those cries weren't out of fear or pain.
The bikers realized this and grinned at one another in victory.
"Fuck, you're not doin' anything to her, now. She's fuckin' enjoyin' herself, now!" Mike said, kicking the groaning teenager lightly with the tip of his boot.
"Well, you're gonna see somethin' done to her, then," Rick said, reaching down and gabbing the tab of his zipper.
Cindy didn't move. Watching him with unblinking eyes, feeling her pulse racing, she watched him pull down the zipper tab and unbutton the top snap of his dirty Levi's. In an instant, his familiar fat, long dick rolled out from the parted halves of his pants. She could see pre-cum oozing from his pissslit, slicking down the purplish dome of his throbbing, thick-veined cock.
Rick swaggered toward her, sweat pouring down his flushed face. His fingers clenched into two fists. One arm shot toward her. This time, Cindy didn't back down. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her along the ground. With her arm nearly pulled out of the socket, Cindy was fighting two wild desires within her: She wanted him to rape her, to fuck her until she couldn't piss for a week; and she wanted him to let her go, to have pity. The result was a wild conflict in the girl that made her fuck-oil flush over her trembling, goosefleshed thighs.
In the middle of the courtyard, he let her go. Cindy could hear him calling her all sorts of obscene names while he shoved his Levi's to his knees. The cold should have been making him shiver, too. But like her, he was so involved in their sex scene, nothing seemed to bother him. Even the large red and purple welts covering her belly, buttocks and upper arms didn't throb any more as she watched his balls roll out from his Levi's.
"Oh, God!" Cindy cried as she watched him jerk down his Levi's, step from them and kick them aside.
He gasped as the air slapped his bare haunches. Oh, how big he looked, now-so big and naked and hairy. In an instant, he was on top of her, spreading her legs apart with those hard thumbs of his, peeling back her sensitive cuntlips as if he were going to rip them from her body.
Cindy groaned, writhing on the cold, hard ground. The frozen mud tore at her back and shoulders. Oh, how that fat prick was plowing through her hole! Rick was obviously trying to get his rocks off. He purposely didn't want her to cum with him. He had other plans for her sexuality -that she could see.
"Bitch, fuckin' little hot cunt!" he panted, working his cock like a fat worm inside her hole. His weight was crushing her, forcing her body into the dirt. Cindy could feel the frozen mud thawing under her body heat. 'She could feel the wet mud oozing under her armpit and elbow, smearing her neck and the back of her head. They were like pigs, fucking in the pen! She wanted to retch at the thought of what was happening to her. "No, no," Cindy groaned, trying to twist from beneath the big biker.
She was fighting to breathe, struggling to be free of his crushing weight. Through the constant roaring in her head, she heard the sounds of the other bikers, standing in a steady line. They were laughing at her, cheering on their leader as he fucked her.
There was a shout above her. And then she could feel gouts of sticky jizz burning into her hot little hole. How she wanted to cum! How she wanted to get rid of the killing edge of sexual excitement! Only then, she realized, would she be able to accurately assess what they did to her.
No, she didn't want to become a willing victim to their sadism. Dimly, the young girl realized the danger she was to herself. There was a wild beast in her that would be cut loose and allowed to roam freely if she didn't stop it, right now.
"Yeah, fuckin' A," Rick groaned, pumping his cock faster and faster into her wet, sucking hole when he felt his climax peaking.
Cindy did all she could to make herself cum. She dug her heels into the melting mud and tilted her cunt downward, desperately trying to get the maximum amount of friction of cock against clit. But nothing would work. His cum exploded again and again. Cindy unclenched her thighs, letting his driving weight drag her hips up and then down. Her cuntlips were peeled back. Her clit shaft was completely exposed. The cold wind under her bouncing, taut ass collided with the clit-bud.
Oh, she was so close to cumming! So, so close! She could feel her body swelling, her tits throbbing with the pulse leaping in her juiced cunt.
And then, Rick pulled out, chuckling obscenely as he shook the final drops of cum from his soft dick and slid it back into his trousers. He knew, full well, how hot the young teenager still was. He watched as she curled her legs up to her titties and rolled onto her side, wallowing in the melting mud, jerking and twitching as if someone had touched a live electric wire to her pussy. She was trying to bring herself off. But the young woman was still too conscious of all the men around her to jerk herself off. No, she wouldn't sink that low-yet! "Hey, someone wanna finish her off?"
"Sure, I will, but not in the cunt. Fuck, I'm not gonna get my dick all fuckin' wet with your goddamned jizz," Mike growled.
"You oughtta be proud to have my cum on your fuckin' dick," Rick growled, peeling his lips back in a wide toothy grin.
"Fuck!" Mike said, spreading his legs and unzipping his trousers.
Cindy looked through the glaze that had settled over her eyes and saw someone standing over her. She could see a long thin cock being pulled out from between the gleaming silver zipper teeth. "Ohhhhh, yes, yes!" Cindy groaned.
"Not here, baby," Mike said, reaching down and taking her by the wrist.
He pulled her around, rolling her over onto her belly. Mike slapped her ass, hitting the sore, hot spots made by Rick's flailing belt. Her ass felt as if it were on fire. At times, Cindy thought Mike was splitting her skin. Her buttocks heated up, reddening to a brilliant scarlet. And yet, in spite of the pain she was supposed to be feeling, she could feel an odd sexual response in her pussy. Of course, she'd been worked up partially by Rick's wild fucking, but this intense tight, pulsating sensation in her cunt was directly because of Mike's abuse.
"Gimme that! Gotta ream her out 'fore 1 stick my dick in her ass."
Mike stretched out his hand, pointing to an old broomstick lying near one of the bikers. One of the gang members picked it up, wiped the excess mud on his Levi's, then handed it to Mike.
"We'll take care of every fuckin' hole in your goddamned precious body, you slut," he growled, turning the handle around and shoving the tip between the girl's rounded, white buttocks.
Cindy cried out, jerking her hands forward, digging her elbows into the soft mud and trying to crawl away from the splitting pain in her asshole. He was shoving that broomstick in her tight little shitter-actually reaming her out with that horrible thing!
"Nooo, don't do that! Oh, my God, stop it! STOP!" Cindy shrieked, arching her back and rolling her face to one side.
She could feel the filthy mud oozing over her cheek and into her mouth. She gagged, twisting her face around and spitting as the pain in her ass got worse and worse. Her knees shot apart and her toes dug into the soft mud. She was getting as dirty as a wallowing pig. She could hear the soft sticky sounds of her body rolling around in the mud. And still, the broomstick worked deeper and deeper into her tight hole.
And then, something odd happened. Thrusting her ass backward in an attempt to get away from the blunt tip pushing at her bunghole, Cindy inadvertently slid the broomstick out of her shitter mouth and into her cunt, forcing her wet, hot pussy open. The instant clenching of her cuntmuscles around the broomstick almost dragged it out of Mike's hand.
"Fuck, she's so goddamned hot, I could fuck her off with a pile of rocks, and she'd still go for it!" Mike snarled.
He ripped the stick away from Cindy's pussy. The girl's feet jerked apart involuntarily, spreading her asscheeks even farther apart.
"NOOOO!" Cindy cried as she felt the broomstick being forced back into her asshole again.
Her tight ring of sphincter muscles clamped shut. She clawed at the loose wet dirt in front of her face, her arms knotting with muscles she didn't know she had. The young brunette could feel the wet mud clinging to her face and hair as she pulled herself slowly along the melting track of mud that her hot body was making.
A strange fire had started in the rim of her asshole as he moved the broomstick in and outlaughing, working his fingers greedily over his cockmeat as he watched the helpless girl crawling along the dirt.
Mike yanked the stick out of her asshole. Cindy felt as if her entire rectal lining went with it. She could hear Mike puffing excitedly behind her. She thought of that long dick and wondered just how much of it she'd be able to take before fainting. The young woman was sure she'd pass out before his balls reached her buttocks. No person would be able to take a dick that thick and that long, without passing out!
Then suddenly, Cindy felt Mike fall behind her, reach around and grab the horns at the front of her hips. She could feel his meaty cockhead moving up and down between her plump asscheeks. Cindy let out a groan of excitement in spite of her horror, moving her thighs from side to side to relieve the hot, itchy pressure building up in her cunt.
Oh, how wet her thighs were getting from the excitement!
She could feel the broad nose of Mike's dick slipping between the cheeks of her ass. Mike was sliding his hand under her body, pushing it through the sea of mud forming under her hot belly, until he finally found her wet pussycrack. In an instant, she could feel him playing with her stiff clit, pushing it down and letting it spring up, then tweaking it between his thumb and fingers so hard, she pissed with excitement. But with all the mud working into her tight hole and between his squeezing fingers, the young cyclist couldn't tell where that added bit of moisture came from. Cindy groaned again, pushing her knees into the soft mud and spreading her thighs apart as much as she could in that belly-down positon.
Mike grunted with satisfaction. He moved his hand to the fat root of his cock to guide it carefully to the center of Cindy's bunghole. She could feel it pressing hard against the wrinkled, puckered lips of her shitter. Then, for an instant, he drew back, looking down to check for the last time. All around them, the other bikers were breathing hard, their fingers going up and down their bulging groins. Some had already cum-long dark-blue streaks appearing on their pantlegs as their bodies trembled with excitement.
"OHHHHH!"
"Keep on shoutin', babe! You know, that's the only way to really turn me on!"
Cindy cried out again as she felt him push hard with all his weight. She yelled and shrieked, feeling the blunt head force her sphincter wide open. His cock sank into her burning hole with one raping stroke.
"OH, GOD, GOD, STOP IT!" Cindy shrieked, clawing desperately at the dirt in front of her. She could almost feel her body splitting in two from the sudden raping asshole fuck. Her body twitched and jerked. Her groans were more like muffled screams. Mike stopped for a second, letting the girl move and twist helplessly under him for several mintues before going any farther. When she finally stopped moaning and jerking, he continued to fuck her in the ass. Cindy knew the best thing in the world for her to do was relax. She could feel that cock sliding into her twisting body like a hot poker. Oh, how she wanted to feel that hard dick in her cunt and not in her ass! But Mike was toying with her clit, working it around in tiny circles, now. Slowly, she began to feel the old sexual fire, rising quickly in her pussy. Her ass was relaxing, taking the whole of the biker's cock without any problem.
"Yeah, baby ... ohh ... good, hot ass!" Mike whispered as he settled onto her body.
She could feel the full weight of the big biker on her, now. He was pushing her hard into the mud while toying with her clit until she thought she'd blow her mind. How slippery his cock felt in her ass! And now, he was moving his other hand under her belly, sliding it toward her tit. Oh, how good it felt to have his fingers toying with her nipple! Cindy moved her ass back toward the heavyhaired groin that was pounding her asscheeks. She squirmed as sensuously as she could, trying to ease the hurt of that cock in her ass by increasing the pleasure of his fingers on her clit. But oh he was splitting her wide open! Cindy felt the pain of the asshole rape reaching higher and higher in her ass. It was radiating outward, spreading to the edges of her buttocks.
The widening head of his cock seemed to be ripping her to pieces. Cindy sobbed, fighting back the tears, welling up in her eyes. He was pinching her nipple cruelly, making the girl think he was going to tear it from the rest of her tit. Suddenly, the fat head popped past the tight ring of muscles protecting the entrance to her asshole. She jerked her legs straight, letting out a choked, surprised cry of agony.
Cindy bit her lip. She couldn't even sob, now. The air was gone from her lungs. She tried to focus her eyes on something, but a strange red fog had settled over her brain, blotting out every outside stimulus except the one tearing her shitter apart. The young woman pushed back her ass, stretching her knees even farther apart, doing anything she could think of to relieve the horrible pressure and pain.
"Jesus, she's fuckin' like a mink!"
"Too bad we can't get her in the ass and cunt at the same time!"
Two cocks in her at the same time! Cindy's brain whirled at the suggestion. What a sensation that would be-to have two stiff dicks in her body, both of them sliding in and out, pumping her full of jizz, so full it would be coming out of her mouth!
Cindy was completely torn to pieces. She wrestled her tits against Mike's hand, feeling the pain from her ass actually exciting her pussy even more. The big biker was turning on to the girl's wiggling, pinching her clit harder, toying with it as if it were a marble to be rolled around from finger to finger! Her round, firm assmounds flexed against his groin as he drilled inch after hot, throbbing inch into her puckered bunghole.
As his fat dick corkscrewed deeper and deeper into her asshole, it sent shivery thrills through her body. Cindy was starting to love the sensation of having her ass stuffed with that hunk of pulsating dickmeat. But how much would her ass be able to take? He couldn't be thinking of shoving the whole of that nine-inch monster into her!
But more and more of that prong was knifing into her hole. Suddenly, Mike stopped, squeezed his hairy asscheeks together and started drawing out. What a strange sensation it was to feel that cock withdrawing! Her clit started throbbing in pre-orgasmic spasms as hot chills radiated through her body.
Yes, yes! He could do anything he wanted with her! How marvelous it felt to have that cock splitting her apart, then pulling out!
Cindy thought he'd yanked a foot of dickmeat out of her tight hole. She let out a long sigh of relief.
And then, she stiffened. He was pushing his cock back in. Oh, how deliciously wicked it felt to be lying there in the mud, having her ass raped by that cock, having her tits and clit worked over by those wonderful, milking fingers!
The young brunette rocked her body back and forth slowly, groaning with delight. The strange fullness inside her gut was exciting her like mad. His cock went deeper, past where the first stroke had ended. Cindy inhaled, her moans coming from deep in her chest. The head of his prick went in and in, filling her body until she felt it almost touching her stomach.
"OHHH, STOP, STOP!" the girl cried, sure he was going to kill her with that prong!
And yet, in spite of that horrible sensation of pain and revulsion of getting fucked in the ass, Cindy actually wanted more cock in her ass! She wished Mike could fuck her all day that way. Oh, how wonderful that lewd feeling was inside her ass as he pulled back one more time, then threw in his cockmeat, rotating his thighs from side to side.
"Mmmmmmm!" Mike growled between his tightly clenched teeth.
"Hey, I think the stud's gonna shoot. Too bad he can't last long," Rick said, a little envious of his buddy's present position.
"Yes, yes, yessss!" Cindy cried helplessly, jerking and twisting her body in time to the ass-ripping fucks.
The tempo of Mike's thrusting increased. Cindy squeezed her bunghole tightly around him, trying to drag more tingles from her asshole. She didn't care how much it hurt, now. All she wanted was that cock to drive into her until the spinning, growing ball of lust, deep in her belly, blew apart in her cunt.
Oh, God, what kind of slut had she turned into? But Mike had more stamina than his buddies gave him credit for. He wheezed and gasped, arching his back, then straightening it and hammering his hips hard against her jiggling buttocks. The air was filled with the wet sounds of his fat, long prong drilling in and out of her stretched, raped asshole. Cindy couldn't believe the wild heat building up in her clit. She was sobbing, grunting, trying to keep up with his strokes.
Mike began grunting hard, behind her. His cock was pulled nearly all the way out, only the head staying in her asshole. Cindy cried out and dug her knees into the soft mud, wrenching her buttocks up and skewering her asshole onto his fat pole of her own free will.
That was enough for Mike. With a wild cry of triumph and hellish pleasure, he slammed into her, twisting his thighs from side to side. Cindy could feel his fingers tearing at her nipple and clit.
And then, with a white lightning explosion, she came-twisting, groaning, howling and jerking as hot globs of jizz sprayed into her injured asshole and leaked onto her thighs.