Chapter 3
"A wonderful show," a voice said. It was a feminine voice, high and clear. The voice was familiar, though she couldn't recognize it. Tim did though. That was clear from the way he stiffened.
"Christy!" he whispered.
Jenny felt her stomach turn over. The delicious haze of climax that had so recently surrounded her, left her abruptly. She was horrifyingly aware of the way her nude body was sheathed in sweat, the way Tim's prick was still buried in her ass and now someone had seen their illicit fucking!
As she turned she saw a girl, tall for her age, with dark eyes and gleaming brown hair hanging to her shoulders. It was Christy Gallagher, Tim's twin sister.
She stood, lovely in shorts and a tee-shirt tight enough to show off her tits to their best advantage. Her head was tilted to one side and her hot lips were red.
Jenny caught her breath. The girl was holding a camera!
"That's right," the girl said sweetly. "It's all here on film-an incredible performance."
Jenny and Tim both gasped. Tim's cock slipped from the blonde's asshole. A small river of white come spilled from Jenny's ass.
"A lot of people would be very interested in seeing these pictures," Christy went on, grinning like a cat that's cornered the household canary. "A gymnastics teacher and coach, seducing a young student-and performing all kinds of per-versions-and right here on school property!" She shook her head in mock disapproval. "Disgusting."
Tim found his voice at last. "H-how did you get in here? The door's locked." His cock hung loosely, dripping come. The floor was cool beneath his bare feet.
"The door was not locked," his sister corrected. "Some friends of mine fixed it a couple of days ago. It won't lock."
"But why?" Jenny asked. She turned and sat up on the beam. The come-soaked leather surface was damp under the cheeks of her well-fucked butt. "Why are you doing this?"
The smile disappeared from Christy's lovely face. "Because of you and Tim," she hissed, her features taut and pale with rage. "Because of what you two are doing together! Tim already has a woman, you slut!"
Jenny stared at her. "What do you mean?"
The teenager's brown eyes flicked to her brother. "Tell her, Tim."
Wide as saucers, Jenny's eyes went from the girl to her naked brother. Tim's head was hanging, his hair obscuring his face. She looked back at Christy.
"You understand now?" Christy's voice was hard and cold as steel. "I'm Tim's woman. All he ever needs. All he's ever going to have!"
"Y-you're crazy!"
"That may be!" The girl's voice was like a whip. "But I own you, bitch. Just keep that in mind. I own you. One word from me, one look at these photos by the principal or somebody, and you lose your job-if you manage to stay out of jail!"
Jenny blinked as if to clear her eyes. Her head was spinning. This just couldn't be! What had started out as an innocent, erotic interlude was turning into a nightmare. "What do you want?" she asked desperately.
Christy's grin widened. "You're going to stay away from my brother," she said. "But to make sure of that, I'm going to fix it so he isn't interested in you any more!"
Jenny gasped at the evil in the girl's voice. What Christy Gallagher had in mind she knew wouldn't be pleasant. She thought about flinging herself at the girl and trying to get the camera.
And as she was thinking, Tim acted.
In one blur of motion he flung himself at his sister. She was just able to turn away from him so that his fingers missed the camera. They both went down on the floor. Christy sent the camera skittering across the floor.
"Greg!" she cried. "Doug, help me!"
Jenny wasn't listening. Long legs flashing, she was streaking across the hardwood floor in pursuit of the camera. She was almost on top of it when brawny arms grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms to her side. Hands clasped her heavy breasts, and then she was lifted into the air. She felt her assailant's hot breath on her neck.
Her captor turned her around. She saw Christy Gallagher getting up from the floor with the aid of a stocky blond youth. Beside her, Tim was sprawled on the floor. Jenny screamed.
"What have you done to him?" she cried, thrashing her legs in hopes of escaping. Her pale body twisted in the powerful arms and her tits bobbled. "If you've hurt him I'll-"
"Shut up!" Christy spat. "Greg had to knock a little sense into him, but I'm not going to do anything to hurt my brother. Another peep out of you and I'll carve my initials in your tits!"
Jenny bit her Up. Hideous as the threat was, from the harshness in the girl's voice, it was clear that she meant it. The blonde was so stunned she quit her useless struggling.
"I told you I had friends helping me," the brown-haired beauty said. "We came prepared. Greg, go get the rope and tie Timmy up before he tries anything else."
The unnamed person still held Jenny without speaking. 'The blond boy named Greg disappeared into one of the darkened rooms. The girl and her cohorts had apparently hidden in one of them, spying through a crack in the door and poking the camera out to snap pictures when Jenny and Tim were preoccupied with their fucking.
Tim moaned and stirred a little bit. Christy knelt at his side, a look of concern on her pretty, pert-nosed face. "I'm sorry Greg hit you, baby," she said soothingly. "It'll be all right, I promise. I'm only doing this for your own good. You'll see."
The youth tried to sit up. Greg came back with the rope. Christy nodded to him. Stooping, he tied the naked youngster's hands.
"You'll be happy," she said. She hugged her plentiful tits. "It'll be so good for us to be back together again-the way we're supposed to be!"
Tim rolled over on his back and blinked at her. "No," he rasped. "We're through. It can't go on, Christy."
A shadow passed over her lovely face. Christy shot Jenny a glance that made her cringe. Then the girl's features softened. "You don't know what you're saying, honey," she told her brother.
The young man who was still holding Jenny off the floor finally spoke. "Hey, Christy, she's getting a little heavy. Shall we just tie her up?" he said, in a youthful baritone.
The girl cocked her head. "Tie her up, sure," she said. "But use your imagination. You two are going to get to play with the bitch."
She thought for a moment, then brightened. "I know!" she exclaimed. "The parallel bars! Here, I'll show you."
Gregg grasped Jenny by the ankles. His eyes traveled up the shapely length of her calves and thighs and up to the blonde mound of her pussy. She clamped her thighs to hide her pink cunt lips. The stocky boy grinned and licked his lips.
The two carried the naked captive to the parallel bars. Under Christy's directions, they tied Jenny's hands behind her back, then lay her across the bars so that her asscheeks were spread.
A rope was wrapped around her body, just below her tits, then tied around the bar. Another rope was looped around her waist so that she was secured to the other bar. Her neck muscles ached with the effort of holding up her head.
"All right, now, boys," Christy said. "Strip down and fuck her!"
Strip down and fuck her! The horror of her situation came back to her with an almost shocking impact.
One of the boys was already naked, the one who had been holding Jenny. He was a big youngster with muscles bulging and a great big prick sticking out of his hairy crotch! His cock wasn't as big as Tim's. And it was vibrating with the need to fuck into her bound, helpless body!
He put his hands on her bare thighs. Her flesh crawled from his touch. She clamped her legs firmly together, but the large black-haired youth parted them without any effort.
"I've been watching you for a long time, Miss Oliver," he said in a surprisingly mild voice. "You're very pretty."
"Stop talking and stick your prick up her!" Christy commanded hoarsely.
The youth shrugged. Jenny wondered, what hold did the brunette have over these two? They obeyed her without question, even though they must have known they could get in terrible trouble. Jenny shook her head, staring at the girl.
Then her attention was drawn back to the boy standing between her legs. His prick probed at the portal of Jenny's cunt. He drew back and pushed his cock into her pussy.
Her cunt spread wide to receive his cock. The head of his prick wedged its way into the mouth of Jenny's hot cunt.
"Aaaah!" she moaned. She'd never had a cock shoved up her pussy when it wasn't sopping with slick, aromatic cunt-juices. It hurt!
"You bastards!" Tim snarled. "Christy, you filthy bitch, what are you doing? Do you think I'll ever want to look at you again, after what you're doing to Jenny?"
Christy stayed calm. "There, there," she said. "You'll understand why I have to do this."
"You have to! You can't! It'll never be . . . the way it was again, Christy. I love her."
Christy's face paled then darkened. "You shouldn't have said that," she said in a low voice. "Because now she's going to suffer even more. Make her scream, Doug!"
The black-haired youth made a face. The head of his prick throbbed within Jenny's pussy. It seemed to swell inside her cunt. Then he drove his cock with breath-taking suddenness, balls deep in her dry cunt.
"EeeeeeeeYAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked. Her body became a pale arch between the wooden bars as agony wracked her pussy. His long cock burned inside her cunt.
With an apologetic look on his face, Doug began to pull his cock out of her cunt. "Ahhhuuuunnn-ggghhh!" Jenny moaned, tossing her head. That fat prick hurt worse coming out of her pussy than going in.
His cock was pulled from Jenny's pain-filled cunt until only the head stayed inside her pussy mouth. Then Doug fucked his prick back into her. This time he wasn't as brutal, but it still hurt terribly.
Christy stood listening to the prisoner's whimpers of agony as though she was listening to a symphony. Doug began fucking Jenny's dry cunt with long, slow strokes of his mammoth cock.
A look of disgust shadowed Christy's face. "Doug, you're too gentle with that slut. Greg, why don't you show our golden-haired friend what it means to be face-fucked?"
The blond youth, now naked, grinned at Christy. He walked over to Jenny. Her eyes were closed, her face white with pain. Her eyes opened as he grabbed a handful of her hair and dragged her head up.
She saw his cock waving above her nose. He was steering his prick into the captive's mouth.
Greg grinned slowly. Then he gave Jenny's hair a savage yank. "Ohhh!" she cried, momentarily diverted from the pounding but dulling pain in her raped pussy. As her lips opened, Greg thrust his cock into his victim's mouth.
"Mrrrrmmmmuuuhhhhh!" Jenny exclaimed around the cockhead plugging her mouth. Her guts roiled at the strange taste of Doug's prick. Not that she didn't normally love the taste of a meaty cock-but under the circumstances she couldn't really appreciate the flavor of the blond boy's prick!
"That's the way, baby," he said gruffly. "Moan and groan all you want. Feels great on the old prick!"
At that moment Greg buried his big prick into her cunt harder than before, so that his balls slapped against her asscheeks. Her cunt was bone dry. He was getting increasingly turned on from fucking his cock in and out of her. The dryness of her pussy membranes made his cock even more sensitive to the friction and exquisite tightness of her cunt!
Doug gave an animal moan of pleasure as Jenny's breath washed hotly around his prick. Grabbing her hair, he began to pole his cock into her face. "Rrmrph!" the blonde said.
Her tongue recoiled at the intruding prick. Her neck muscles strained from her awkward position. She felt the stiff cock filling her mouth. Then it poked at the back of her throat!
She squirmed as Doug kept sliding his cock into her mouth. The head of his prick entered her throat. She felt the gag reflex begin in her neck. Her body rejected the idea of having the youth's cock down her throat!
But Jenny had no choice. As Greg fucked her pussy faster and faster in his rising fever of lust, Jenny felt more of Doug's loathsome prick plunging into her face. The upper surface of the rigid prick was rasping along her tongue.
Her body began to move in a frantic attempt to escape the two pricks pinioning her tied-up body. She knew that the struggle would only add to her tormentors' pleasure. But she couldn't help herself.
Doug's prick pushed farther into her throat. Her jaws gaped open to take his prick. Her tongue wrapped around Doug's cock. "Ahhhhh, boy!" he murmured. He rocked her head and his pulling on her hair hurt.
The boy's dangling ball-sac bumped Jenny's nose. His nuts filled her vision, huge and round and turgid with jism. Jism he was just dying to pump down the blonde captive's throat!
Doug leaned forward and thrust more of his cock into Jenny's throat. It was too much. The added length of prick she was being forced to swallow made her gag.
"Yuk!" the boy exclaimed as the muscular spasm closed Jenny's throat onto his prick.
She milked the come from the young man's cock. Jenny choked on the hot acrid jism, gagged again, and Doug's prick shot off more violently than before. She swallowed some come, but then the fountain fury of Doug's orgasm filled her throat with jism. Come filled her mouth and bathed her tongue, salty, sweet and slimy. Some ran down into her nose and she choked again, adding delight to the boy's furious climax.
Tim went red with rage as he saw the white me begin to bubble from his lover's lips. "You're going to pay for this," he told his sister. He would have charged the blond boy like an angry bull if his sister hadn't restrained him.
"Just watch the show, baby," she said. She ran her tongue lasciviously over her lips.
Doug hadn't fulfilled his promise to show his captive what face-fucking meant-he hadn't fucked Jenny's face at all! He'd rammed his cock down her throat and she had done the rest!
Her sweat-gleaming body writhed and strained against her bonds. Jenny's pussy twisted around the hot sliding rod of Greg's prick. She may not have been enjoying herself but Jenny was fucking herself on his prick as enthusiastically as he'd ever been fucked!
Watching Tim's strange sister take pictures had had its effect on Greg. His fingers tightened into talons on his captive's thighs. His hips worked like a jackhammer fucking his prick in and out of Jenny's cunt.
His come started deep in his balls. And then it burst from his cock with the force of a volcano. As Doug's prick was thrusting his last come into Jenny's hot mouth, her pussy was filled to the brim with Greg's hot come!