Chapter 5
A gouging, burning sensation in her cunt awakened Linda. She tried to push the hulking form away from her body, but ropes held her down. Her head was still spinning, making it impossible for her to focus in the darkened room.
She wasn't home, that much she knew. The smell different, like stale beer and filth. The bed, upon which she lay was gritty, much smaller, like a cot.
"Hurts ... please," she gasped.
"Feels fine to me," a voice she didn't recognize replied.
Startled, she twisted her head to see who it was on top of her, fucking his cock between her thighs.
It was one of Derek's friends, Randy Hollingsaworth. She'd never had him in any of her classes, -but he had a reputation for petty crimes and had been kicked out of school on several occasions. It had always seemed odd to Linda that the girls found him so attractive.
Randy's cock fucked farther up her cunt, causing another jolt of raw p4. Linda flinched; gave a choking cry, and again tried to free herself.
"Oh, baby, your pussy is so fine" Randy said, nuzzling his lips to the side of her neck. "Best fuck I've had all week."
In the dim light, Linda could make out his features. He was taller than Derek a d heavily muscled. His-hair was blond, setting off the dark blue of his eyes. He was a study in hard angles, his body powerful.
And from the way his prick felt as he fucked in and out of her pussy, she knew his cock must be a foot long and as big around as her wrist.
But what had happened to Derek? And where was she? At least she was a0 e, that's what really mattered.
"Ready for some hot cum?" Randy grunted, fucking all the way inside her cunt. "I've got a sweet load just for the French teacher."
Linda felt a new wave of humiliation sweep about her. Now it would be all over school for .sure. Derek and his friends would brag about how they -had fucked her, abused her. And even if they didgo to jail, she would be forever ruined.
She turned her head to one side and felt tears sting her cheeks. Randy was ready to blow his cum into her cunt. She knew from the way his cock was jerking. Suddenly, she flinched. In the corner, someone was in the shadows. He was crouched, watching them.
"Derek?" she asked. "Is ... is that you?" "Unhhhhhh!" Randy grunted, pounding in the first of his thick cum-load.
Linda squinted her eyes with pain as the gushing jism splashed her insides. It was like boiling acid eating into her membranes. And the pain!
"Ouch, it's killing me!" she panted. The boy was slamming his body down full force, knocking the wind out of her.
"Take it ... slut ... God, lick it up, your pussy and fuck it!" Randy said.
Somehow, Linda took the torture and waited for him to finish. When he did and pressed his full weight between her legs, she had to fight back a wave of sickness.
The figure in the shadows stood. When the moonlight from the window caught his face, Linda saw that it was, indeed, Derek. He walked over slowly and stood by the bed, a cruel smile on his lips.
"You fucked up, baby," he said softly. His voice was barely audible above Randy's wheezing gasps of satisfaction. "You really fucked up."
The memory of what had happened shot into Linda's mind. She had kicked him, then tried to escape. He had caught her and then . . .
Where was she?
Derek sat down on the edge of the bed and let his fingers glide over the soft angles of her ribs to the sides of her tits. He was looking at her evenly, not so much with anger, but like an emperor deciding the fate of a slave.
"Where am I?" Linda asked finally, finding it difficult even to speak. Randy was so heavy. "Where did you take me?"
"Oh, we have parties up here sometimes," Derek said. "It's not much to look at, but it's private."
It must be an abandoned house, Linda thought. Out in the woods north of town. She shivered with fear. No one in the world knew where she was. The two of them could do anything they wanted.
Suddenly, she heard loud laughter from behind the closed door. Her eyes widened with new terror. There were more of them!
"We're gonna fuck you to, pieces," Derek said, noticing her expression. "When Randy finishes, Johnny arid Greg are gonna take over. By then, I might be back in commission."
So that's what had happened. She must have done a number on him for him to call his buddies in. Or maybe he'd been planning on that all along.
"Hey, back off," Randy said to Derek. "You said I could fuck all I wanted." "Sure, go ahead," Derek said, standing. "Just don't damage the goods too much." Both boys laughed.
"You ready for some real fun now, whore?" Randy said, smiling down at her face.
"Go to hell!" Linda spat, her body trembling with anger.
Her remark seemed to amuse Randy. Instead of the slap she expected, he kissed her violently, ran his tongue over hers until she could hardly breathe. When he pulled his face back, he twisted slightly and reached to the side of the bed.
What he held in his hands caused Linda to cry out silently. The metal pliers glinted in the moonlight like an instrument of torture. And something told her that that was exactly what they were.
Derek walked toward the door and opened it. When he did, Linda saw two other boys in the adjoining room and the back of a girl's head: He was going to leave her alone; with this animal!
"Don't go!" she cried, her words slicing through the air. "Please, Derek!"
"Like I said, Randy," Derek said, ignoring her plea, "don't damage her . . . much." Had Derek seen the pliers? Suddenly, he was her protector, someone to save her from the horror that awaited her with Randy.'
The door closed, the sound echoing through the room like doom.
"Wha-what are you going to do?" Linda said, swallowing hard.
"Why, baby, I'm gonna make you scream," Randy said, his bone-white teeth glinting in the moonlight.
That's exactly what Linda planned on doing. If she yelled her head off, Derek might return. Before she could, however, Randy clamped his hand over her lips. He then reached to the side of the bed again and lifted a dirty, sweaty sock. He thrust it between her lips.
"Mmmmmfffff!" Linda shrieked, but she knew her voice didn't even carry to the door. "Now hang on, little lady," Randy said, sliding the cold metal of the pliers over the hollow of her throat, "you're gonna get a fucking that will knock your eyes out."
Linda broke out in a cold sweat when she felt the tiny jaws of the pliers open and close against her flesh. He wasn't hurting her yet, but she knew that at any moment he would clamp her skin between those horrible jaws.
"Where to start?" Randy murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Ever had your tits worked on with a pair of these?"
Linda shook her head and screamed again. The taste of the filthy sock gagged her. She tried to spit it out, but couldn't.
Randy raised his body and got to his knees. Slowly, he slipped his thighs under her body, letting about half of his cock remain inside her cunt. He cupped her left tit with his hand, then lowered the pliers to her right.
As the pliers came nearer, Linda looked at them as if they were a snake. The tiny jaws opened, glinted. Slowly, he slipped the mouth of the pliers around her nipple, closed it gently.
Linda shrieked again, her anticipation of pain worse than the pain itself. He would close it, squeeze her. Jill her with agony.
"Such sweet tits," Randy sighed, squeezing the handles of the pliers. "I love fucking and hurting ladies . . . "
Linda was plunged in a boiling river of pain.
Fiery sensations sprang from her nipple, eating into every cell of her body like icy-hot needles. At first the agony was so intense she couldn't even comprehend it. As the pliers tightened, however, she began bucking and screaming, jerking her hands and wrists against the ropes that held her.
"Like it?" Randy laughed. He stopped pressing the handles, letting the jaws widen. "Huh, baby? You like what I'm doing?"
When the jaws slipped from her nipple, the relief was so fantastic,; so delicious-, that Linda felt like thanking him. She fell back in a heap, her tits rising and falling quickly, She could feel sweat drip from the back of her neck.
"Gonna fuck you and hurt you, whore," Randy said, moving the pliers to her-other tit. Again Linda flinched and waited for the first explosion of agony. Knowing what to expect, she didn't scream, merely waited for it to happen, then be over.
When the jaws slipped around her left nipple, she became suddenly aware of his cock. His prick was fucking in and out, his balls tickling the insides of her thighs.
Odd, she hadn't been aware of his prick before. Just the pain.
The jaws of the pliers closed, sending a spasm of burning pain into her tit. Still, through it all, she felt his fucking cock.
Pain and pleasure swept in and out of her body, each fighting for control. Then, she felt his warm, sucking mouth on her other tit, pleasure won out. Her guts constricted, buzzed with sensations she couldn't understand. She began moving her ass around. She tightened and relaxed her pussy muscles. "Unhhhhhh," she groaned through `the sweaty material of the sock. Her pleasures built, then exploded, completely blocking out any pain. Her orgasm had barely peaked, when another convulsion of ecstasy shot into '" her cunt.
"Take it, slut bitch!" Randy gasped, wallowing his tongue over her bruised nipple. He began working the jaws of the pliers around her other tit; then finally let go. The pliers slipped from her body and hit the floor with a clink.
"Now screw me, baby," he panted, kissing back and forth between her tits.
Linda couldn't explain her reaction, but she didn't care. All that mattered was the fantastic spasms of climax that burst inside her body, one after another. She finally lost count, could only lie there and tremble with ultimate re lease. And, when she thought it couldn't possibly get any better, it did. A million times so.
Randy's cock, naturally curved, became even more curved, gouging the sides of her cunt canal. His cockhead, ballooned, then began spitting out thick globs of molten cum, Linda screamed again, feeling a climax tear into her body with each of the precious lumps of jism he drove into her cunt.
"Screw it . . . cocksucker," Randy gasped, licking from her tits to the hollow of her throat. He yanked the sock from her mouth and molded his lips around hers. "Fucking ... take it up your cunt ... screw me dry!"
Linda matched the intensity of his kiss with her flicking tongue. He tasted of-been and cigarets. More of his boiling cum plunged into her pussy, filling her completely. She chewed his lips and tongue, tasting the salty flavor of blood. And, like an animal with a taste for blood, she experienced another convulsion of primeval release. - . _
"There . . . shit ... take it!" Randy yelled, punching in the last of his cum-load. He squirmed his ass around, then went limp. Slowly, his head fell to her shoulder. "Jesus ... goddamned Christ . . . I .. . . I've never been fucked like that before!"
Linda's mind was flooded with a million disjointed thoughts. How could she have let herself go like that? To have enjoyed his brutal torture?
"Please ... get off," she whispered, closing her eyes with shame.
"Sure thing," Randy said, grinning. "I got to turn you over, anyway."
"Why?" Linda asked, looking at him with fear.
"Derek said you had the sweetest ass to fuck," Randy said, letting his fingers move over the insides of her thighs. "That a fact?"
Although Linda wanted to resist, she was too exhausted. When he untied her, then turned her to her stomach, she felt like a rag doll. He retied the ropes, stretching her body in 'a spread-eagle' position. He was kneeling between her legs, his hands on her ass.
What did I do to deserve this? she wondered. In a filthy, abandoned house, being fucked by this animal. But that wasn't the worst of it. There were others out there, waiting their turn. She was like a piece of meat, thrown to hungry dogs.
She flinched suddenly. Although she could feel his knees against the insides of her thighs, his cock was rubbing against the back of her neck!
Linda whipped her head around and her cheek brushed against an enormous cockhead. It looked so real, she at first thought he might have cut his own off. Then she realized what it was--a dildo. She'd never seen one before, except in pictures, but it still surprised her. Even up close it was so real she couldn't believe it.
"Some of the girls work out on this when we're too drunk to fuck," Randy said. "Thought you might like to suck it while I fuck your asshole."
"No," Linda said, turning her head. She was filled with total revulsion: "Get that thing away from me."
"Don't want to suck on it, huh?" Randy said, sliding the dildo down her back. "Well, I guess I'll just have to stuff it up your cunt."
Before Linda had time to react, she felt the grinding pressure of the rubber dildo between her legs. The tip of the fake cock pressed upward, gouged between her cunt lips. She flinched under the horrible pressure. At last, the dildo was fully inside her, and she exhaled loudly.
"Ever had two cocks inside you?" Randy asked, spreading her ass cheeks. "One in your pussy and one . . . here?"
As he said the last word, he thrust his cockhead into her puckered shitter opening. Leaning forward and grunting, he fucked the entire length of his prickshaft into her ass.
Linda had been prepared for pain, but nothing like this! With the dildo lodged inside her cunt and his cock in her asshole, it was like her entire body was filled with prick. She couldn't even breathe.
"You'd better get used to it, baby," Randy said, beginning to pump his ass up and down. "Sooner or later, we're all gonna fuck you.
You might even get lucky and have three or four cocks at the same time."
Linda couldn't even imagine the horror. Three cocks? God, how could she take three cocks? Of course, one of them would make her suck while the other two fucked her fuck holes.
She tried flexing her cunt muscles to spit the dildo out, but when she did, the monstrous thing nudged farther inside. The lip at the end of the dildo was lodged just outside her pussy opening.
"God . . . it's killing me," she said, her face turning ashen with agony. "I ... I can't take it . . . "
"Sure you can," Randy said, slipping his hands under her body. He pressed his fingers into the soft flesh of her tits, squeezing her bruised nipples. "Mmmmmmm, you can take anything you want." He scraped his teeth over the back of her neck.
That's easy for you to say, you son of a bitch. You don't have two cocks inside you, grinding away like cattle prods.
Two cocks . . . Two cocks!
No, a dildo and a cock, but if what he said were true, she would probably be fucked by all of them sooner or later. They were obviously bent on humiliating her totally.
She tried to imagine what it would be like to have two thick slabs of prick fucking her at the same time. While they fucked in and out of her body, she would have another one to suck 'On. Cum would flow like lava from a volcano.
This time she didn't fight the reaction of her body. When the delicate ripples turned into spasms of pleasure, she went with them. She began squirming beneath him, flexing and relaxing her muscles. Soon, she was so caught up in her ecstasy that the dildo seemed like a real cock. She could almost feel the fake prick pulsating, ready to spit out some cum.
"Ohhhh . . . God, fuck me!" she panted, licking across the gritty sheet on the bed as if it were a part of his huge, hulking body. "Give me some cum ... lots of cum ... ream out my shitter and fuck me . . . "
Her passion only inflamed Randy more. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her shoulders for support and fucked violently between her thighs. His bails began slapping the bottom of the rubber dildo with dull smacks.
"All the fucking way in, whore," he said, moving his face over the softness of her hair. "Jesus ... screw my big cock dry ... gonna blow your shitter wide open."
"'Give it to me, you fucking bastard!" Linda screamed, jerking her upper body against his chest. She twisted and squirmed as if on fire. "Jesus ... Jesus ... yessssss!"
When her orgasm reached a level of near savagery, she felt his cockhead explode, sending a spasm of molten cum inside her shitter. The stream of cum was so intense that she felt as if his fuck juices would boil through her membranes and spit right into her stomach,
She threw her head back and gave a silent scream, then fell forward. Every muscle in her body seemed to turn to rubber, She closed her eyes and moaned against the sheets, gasping for air.
"Unhhhh ... take it, slut ... all of it!" Randy-cried, every muscle in his body growing hard. "Shit . . . goddamned . . . motherfucking . . . unhhhhhh!"
The bursting sensations of cum filled Linda with renewed hunger. She began bucking and writhing wildly, screaming until her throat burned.
"Fuck ... fuck!" she shrieked. "Fuckkk meeeeee!"
Randy punched his jism into her body with hard, brutal fucks. And although her body was trembling with pain, Linda loved every second of the fuck.
"Jesus . . . damn!" Randy yelled, heaving the bulk of his cum-load into her asshole. As the fuck juices shot from his cockhead, be froze for a second, then slammed his full weight forward. The final globs melted from the end of his prickshaft. He fell against her body and kissed the back of her head, inhaling the perfumed fragrance of her hair.
Linda's body continued to ripple with pleasure long after his cock had stopped throbbing. It had been so wonderful, she thought, just fantasizing about . . .
She flinched as if she'd been slapped. God, here 1 go again. Thinking about fucking? What has happened to my self-respect?
Her mind swirling with confusion, she relaxed, tried to block her feelings. If only she could sleep, forget everything . . .
A short while later, she saw the door open. At first she thought it was Derek, but when the boy entered, she realized he was a little shorter, stockier.
"You finished with the whore?" he said. "Yeah," Randy said. "She's all yours." After Randy pulled away and stood up, Linda looked at the other boy. She hadn't seen him at school or she would have remembered. He had coal-black hair, a shock of curls around his square face. His eyes were dark as raisins. And even in this light, she could tell his expression was cold, unfeeling.
"Boy, of Derek sure knows how to pick them, doesn't he?" the boy said. "She's the best one we've had."
His words sent a shiver down Linda's spine. So she wasn't the first? And what had happened to the others? Had they also been tied up and fucked over and over?
"See you, Johnny," Randy said, walking toward the door.
At least she now knew his name. And something told her she would know a lot more about him in a few moments.
"OK, bitch, spread 'em," Johnny said, dropping to the bed and touching her backside. "I'll show you how a real man fucks."