Chapter 8
The heavy rush of cold water on her clit and cunt made Patty's hips rise and fall. She yelled out with a mixture of pain, shame and lust, letting her raised knees actually fall open. When she realized what had happened, the blonde teen snapped them shut again, turning away from the stream.
"She's clean enough!" Mike shouted above the roar of water.
"Man, we're havin' some fun," Al and Mitch complained together as Mike signaled for them to stop.
"Yeah, well, man, she ain't gonna be nothin' but raw meat if you keep that up. Come on, let's give 'er some rest."
Patty murmured thanks as the water stopped and she lay back in the dirt, feeling numb from the attack. Hands moved her, picked her up and carried her back to the shed. At this point the girl didn't care what the men did to her. She was their plaything for the night, something to amuse themselves with until they kidnapped another young innocent victim and tortured her.
Newspaper stores flashed through her mind now as Mike tied her back up, slipping figure-eights around her wrists and ankles. She remembered hearing about young girls who were found naked and sexually abused, some actually tortured, in the woods around vacation areas near Los Angeles. Would she be another of those victims? Stories like those had never affected her particularly. She just assumed nothing like that would ever happen to her. Either that, or the news media just made it up for flash.
But now reality crashed into that fantasy world of hers like a cannon ball. Men existed who enjoyed torturing young women just for the fun of it. Mike, Mitch, Al and Butch didn't care about morals or pity. She could cry and beg for mercy until her throat was raw. But they'd do whatever they pleased with her until they were bored. And then . . . ? The conclusion made her shiver with terror.
"Al, you keep watch on the slut. Me and the boys are gonna look around town for a little more action," Mike said, finishing with the rope.
Patty was left hanging on the wall, this time her cunt and tits pressed against the splintered wood. She couldn't even lie down! Sagging from the upper spikes toward the floor, the blonde teen moaned. She was drifting in and out of consciousness, feeling the terrible tension in her shoulder blades. Even in this uncomfortable position Patty felt she could sleep for hours. She heard the men leaving the shed, talking briefly with Al for a second outside, then moving toward the van. There was the sound of the powerful engine turning on, then of the van crunching over the graveled side road, moving toward the highway.
Patty sighed, closed her eyes and passed out. How long she'd lost consciousness, she didn't know. But suddenly she jerked away, aware of something pressing hard against her shitter. From the hot breath against the back of her neck and the hands gripping her hipbones, Patty knew Al was trying to fuck her in the ass.
"Noooooo!" she shrieked, immediately awake. Her fatigue evaporated under the terror suddenly gripping her. Her fingers clawed at the wall while her legs jerked as much as they could. Al was crouched down, his knees jammed against the backs of her legs. When she knew she was awake, he started searing at her.
"Take my big cock, you fuckin' bitch! Take it up your ass!"
She could picture that skull-like face, see those cold blue eyes dancing in his head as the blunt head of his prick pressed against her virgin asshole. She cried out for help, knowing there was no one around to aid her. Tears oozed out from under her long lashes as her mouth pulled into a tight scar and a low, steady groan came from her throat.
Patty screamed louder. The tight ring of her sphincter muscles was being driven up into her butt. She felt the tearing, stretching pain all around the outside of her asshole. She felt as if she were being stretched by a blunt chisel.
"No, no, oh, please don't do this to me!" she pleaded.
"Man, this is what I dig, baby," he breathed, biting her hard on the shoulder. "I dig fuckin' sluts in the ass. Ain't a lotta guys who like it. But fuck, ain't nothin' tighter 'n a woman's ass. Yeah, good, hot tight butt-fuckin'."
Patty shivered. Then suddenly the pressure against her asshole eased up for a second. Patty relaxed. It was what Al had been waiting for. Gripping her hipbones hard again, the young biker jammed forward. It was like a huge lump of shit trying to re-enter her asshole. Before Patty could think of tightening her shitter, half his cockhead was already shoved into her. Her sphincter muscles felt as if they were being ripped to pieces!
"ARGHHHH!" the young teenager shrieked. Her eyes were bugged out while constant screams ripped from her throat. Her face drained white while her body jerked and bounced against the wall. It was the worst feeling she'd had in a long time. Dull pain alternated with sharp jolts, making her mind reel with agony.
"Ohhh, yeah, good and tight. I'll bet I'm the first one to fuck you in the butt, right?" Al groaned, smoothing his fingers down to her pussy.
Patty felt him toying with her pussylips, smoothing his fingers over her frazzled cunt hairs, then sliding them up to her clit. She tried relaxing, tried letting him ease all his cock in without fighting back. The sooner he got off, the sooner she'd be left alone to relax and get some rest.
Al let go of her hips. She felt his hands moving up to her tits. She squirmed, moving her ass back toward the big man. The slippery flesh around his steely cock massaged the sensitive nerves of her ass. Patty tried to jerk away, but to her surprise, found herself moving sensuously back and forth. Oh, how she was enjoying this-in spite of herself, she was enjoying it!
"No, OH GOD, NO!"
Patty was completely torn. She felt her tits scraping against the wall in front of her. Her round, firm asscheeks flexed against his belly, actually looking for more cock to have shoved into her.
"Yeah, yeah, man, you're hungry for some prick up the ass, ain'tcha?"
Al slid his hand back to her cunt. She could feel him working his fingers over her pussylips, greedily rubbing the fleshy lips against one another, then moving up, massaging her clit. The girl cried out in shame and excitement, feeling more juice trickle out of her hole and wet down her ankles.
"Yeah, baby, you're one hell of a slut! You take on dogs, men, anything!" Al gasped, splitting her ass wide open.
Patty screamed higher than before, feeling more and more of his nine-inch cock slip in. Her ass nerves were going wild. She imaged the thick bar of cock in her ass growing until it was the size of a football. The big biker's prick felt like a barber pole impaling her.
"Ohhhh!"
She relaxed again. The steady pressure eased a bit. Patty felt his hairy belly resting on her ass. Surely that was all. He has to be all the way in. The young woman let out a long sigh of relief.
Al started pulling out. The girl thought all her bowels were being dragged out with his bulbous cockhead. She clawed frantically at the wood again, her nails cracking and breaking. The nerves in her asshole protested all the way.
Then it started all over again. Al shoved forward. Patty shoved her ass back against him, arching her back to increase the tingling sensation this was creating. The strange fullness inside her gut was starting to excite her more and more. It wasn't quite like the heat that rose in her cunt when the dog was lapping at her or when someone was drilling her pussy with a fat cock. It had a sensation all its own. There was also the thought that what she was doing was considered perverted by society, and that, along with making it with dogs, added spice to this sex.
"Ahhhhh . . . unnghh, in, in ... "
Al's cock was going deeper, passing where the last stroke had stopped it. Patty sucked in a ragged breath, her moans growing louder and deeper. The head of his cock went up and up, filling her until she felt it was buried in her belly. Surely she was going to be injured by this drilling prick.
"Shit, baby, take it all! Take that fuckin' cock! Can you taste the cum in your mouth yet, slut? Man, when I shoot, you're gonna be spittin' out jizz!" Al growled, pinching her cuntlips, pulling at her pussy hair until several strands clung to his fingertips. The girl beat her knees against the wall with a steady rhythm, the ropes chafing her ankles and wrists again.
"Oh, no, no, you're killing me!"
But in spite of all her protests, Patty warmed quickly to this new sex scene. She wished it was really a bigger cock fucking her, spreading her asscheeks apart, sending more intense vibrations rocketing through her pussy. Ohhh, it was too wild to describe! Al was finger-fucking her, rubbing her cunt up to explosive heat while his cock drilled deeper and harder and faster in her shitter.
"Yeah, yeah, killin' you! Sure, bitch, you dig it! Man, you're so fuckin' hot down there, you're practically burnin' my fingers off," he growled, pinching her cuntlips again and bringing out a deeper moan.
The tempo of the biker's ass-ripping cock grew more frenzied. Patty squeezed her ass tight around him, trying to drag out more sensuous tingles across her over-stimulated nerve endings. The blonde teen didn't care how much it hurt her now. There was no hurt. It was something far more intense than pain, far more mind splitting than sexual pleasure. Patty was letting out strangled grunts with each downward thrust, her body snapping like a tautly drawn rubber band.
"Jesus, fuck, baby, God!"
"I'm . . . coming!"
Patty was going wild, backing into the fucking biker, clawing at the wall like a crazy woman, screaming at the top of her lungs as her cunt walls buckled from the intense heat and excitement. Her tits jiggled back and forth while sweat made her body glisten. Their bodies slapped and slid against one another, the sounds of wet skin against wet skin mixing with their groans and shrieks of wild delight.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Patty shrieked like an animal. The hot friction in her dry ass was like exploding ether in an open wound. As the ramming length of the strokes grew, she felt the drag of her cunt milk more juice from her hole. Spasm after spasm shot through her. Heat slicked into the sides of her sputtering clit.
"OHHHH, GOD!" Patty screamed. She couldn't believe it! She was having a multiple orgasm, a climax that was tearing her cunt to pieces while that pile-driving cock was pounding her asshole.
Patty panted, her mind going blank. She couldn't believe the intensity of this fuck. She couldn't believe the way her cunt and ass were reacting. But there it was for her to experience, all the vulgar, obscene thrills building in her body. Patty wanted it all to happen at once-the pain in her ass, the sliding of her cuntlips, the piercing, reaming, circling fucking thrusts of the big biker behind her. Her eyes glazed over and rolled up in her head as another series of orgasmic spasms swept over her pussy. no HI Al grunted behind her. His cock pulled almost all the way out again, sucking her guts out. Only the head of his cock stayed in her asshole this time, then revolved rapidly around before shoving back in. Patty screamed, suddenly feeling a torrent of fire burst in her ass. He was coming. The thick, spurting rope of jizz scalded her asshole lining. Patty's cunt snapped shut on his probing fingers, milking those digits as if they were a cock. Her body pounded the wall more savagely. Patty didn't care if she was hurting herself with this climax. The world didn't matter to her. All that was important were those blinding jolts tearing through her. Patty's mind centered on her pierced ass and her milking cunthole. Al's fingers fluttered up and down her slit, making the girl groan and twist in obscene pleasure.
"No!"
Patty cried out again and again, wanting that prick to stay in her ass until she had collapsed with her orgasm. Al stopped pulling his cock out and grunted, moving his hips from side to side. Ohhh, how delicious it was, feeling his cock reaming her ass out like that! She moved her butt in a counter motion, increasing the wild friction.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Patty wept. Her overloaded brain was shattering as another series of orgasmic contractions rippled through her cunt. When Al finally pulled his widely flared cockhead out, the blonde teen ground her teeth, quietly cursing the big biker. Her asshole still contracted as she jerked and twitched, pounding her bound body against the wall.
Slowly those wild sensations faded. The girl sagged in her bonds. She had never felt so empty, so drained before in her life. A bubble of air escaped from her pussy while Al's cum oozed from her stretched asshole. Patty closed her eyes in defeat.
"Yeah, man, when we get through with you, you ain't gonna have one hole we ain't fucked," he muttered, zipping up.
Minutes turned into what seemed like hours, and still the others hadn't returned. The biker had left several times to stagger up to the house for beer. Patty begged him to let her slide down the wall. It was almost impossible for her to get any rest, and the ropes around her wrists were slicing cruelly into her flesh.
Al finally tired of her complaints and did as she asked.
"Thank you, thank you," she murmured, closing her eyes and sighing with relief. She rubbed her injured wrists against her thighs after sitting down on a rough green woolen blanket thrown down for her. Although the biker had untied the ropes binding her ankles to the spikes in the wall, he kept the rope around her wrists, binding her hands together after having released her arms from that grotesque crucifixion position against the wood.
More time passed. Patty moved around, dragging part of the blanket over her body to warm herself. Al was drowsing, his breathing becoming more regular and deep at times. Secretly the girl hoped he'd fall asleep. Even with her hands tied, the teen figured she could get out of here and run for help.
"Man, this is the shits!" he grunted, rolling over and standing up. He glanced at the girl and snickered, then moved out of the shed. Patty sat breathlessly in the shed, leaning forward, waiting for his return.
But no one came back. Maybe he fell asleep, she thought to herself, tucking her legs under her butt and trying to stand up. If only she could get her balance. The girl rocked forward, using her bound hands as best she could while pushing up with her legs. Just at that point, there was rustling outside. Halfway up, the blonde teen sat down with a thud, terrified of what Al would do to her if he suspected she wanted to escape.
"Oh, it's you," she murmured with relief. It was Fellah, prancing through the half-opened doorway with his tongue hanging out and his ears pricked forward. She watched him circle her slowly, his eyes focused on her damp crotch.
Immediately Patty knew what was on his mind and closed her thighs to him.
"Oh, no you don't," she said, jerking one leg out at him. "This isn't like the last time." Patty told herself she wasn't going to fall into that trap again. There was no one around here to make her do those awful things again. That damned dog! Still, Patty couldn't stop thinking what he'd done to her with that terrible tongue.
"Get away," Patty muttered through her clenched teeth. Her hatred for that animal matched her hatred for the men torturing her. "Go!"
But Fellah stayed, sniffing at her arms, then moving behind and dropping his snout. He was smelling her ass! She could feel the short bristly fur surrounding his maw tickling her ass. Jerking forward and feeling her flesh tighten into a mat of goosepimples, Patty shouted at the big animal again, hoping her voice would discourage him.
But the German shepherd was persistent. He nosed around her butt, smelling Al's cum that still leaked from her raped asshole. Patty flushed red, not knowing exactly why. What did she have to explain to the dog?
And yet in spite of herself, the girl felt her pussy warming up again. Oh, what on earth was wrong with her? Wasn't she ever satisfied? Did every new depraved thing that came along have to be tried by her? She shook her head violently from side to side, closing her eyes and trying to fight off that tight itchy feeling gripping her convulsing cunt.
That ass-fucking had been enough to last her for days, she thought. Maybe even for years. And here she was, sitting cross-legged and doing nothing while that animal nosed around!
"Oh, not again, not again!" Patty moaned through her tears. Yes, it was happening again. The effect of that animal sniffing around was electric! There was nothing she could do to stop this oncoming horror. And she didn't want to.