Chapter 5
The tall, naked blonde stood at the center of the triangle of the three hungry men. She used her hands to cover her big tits and bushy blonde pussy. But they circled her like ravenous wolves, leering at her openly, their large pricks already semi-erect. She kept turning, trying to find some escape, some avenue of hope. There was none.
Heather and Lisa were several feet in back of the men. Both sisters knelt on their hands and knees, watching anxiously. Their excited young faces wore fresh-fucked looks and their bodies were splashed with dark hand-prints where they had been handled roughly.
"Beg me to bust your cherry," Derrick said, eyeing the lovely female trembling before him.
"N-no, please! Not that! Leave me my virginity!" Cyndi begged, looking up at her towering cousin. "Haven't you humiliated me enough?"
The riding crop slashed through the air and sliced into Cyndi's plump ass, leaving a thin red welt.
"Aieeee!" She screamed, covering her ass with both hands and turning to see Billy holding the weapon and smiling.
"Baby, you're a real slow learner," Billy told her, tapping the crop against his leg.
A thick leather belt suddenly cut against the backs of her thighs. Screaming again, she turned to see Tom swinging a brown belt. Automatically, Cyndi's hands went back and tried to protect her tender legs.
Billy whipped her upper legs, just below her curly yellow cunt-hairs. She twisted and cried out, not believing the incredible pain that washed over her. Tom lashed at her long legs, the belt curling when it hit to sting her sensitive inner thighs. Billy directed his attention to the gyrating girl's firm ass-mounds while his buddy slashed at her belly.
Billy sliced the thin crop high against her shoulder blades. Tom's belt slapped perfectly at her cunt, biting the sensitive tissue between her pussy-lips.
Then Billy landed his blow in her ass-crack, tearing at her tiny asshole. Next, the belt laid hard against her shaking tits.
The two youths worked together well, each attacking when the other's blow had caused the girl to move her hands and arms to protect herself. Cyndi's lovely, terrified face kept twisting from one to the other of her attackers as she desperately tried to avoid the blows. Her green eyes blazed with fear and panic. Her full golden hair splayed out in the air as she twisted back and forth.
Even through her horror and pain, Cyndi could see Derrick watching.
"Beg me to bust your cherry," he suggested calmly.
Finally, it was too much for the girl to take.
She went to her knees before Derrick, lowered her face between his feet, and wrapped her arms around his ankles.
"Yes, yes! Please take my cherry! Please fuck me! Just stop them-I can't take this."
"Okay, if you wish," Derrick said, holding up his hand to stop Billy and Tom. "Now, stand up and let us look at you. Do not cover yourself."
Shaking, Cyndi struggled to her feet. She stood with her head down and her arms at her sides. The men began to circle her again.
"Raise your arms directly above you and pull your head up," Derrick ordered.
Cyndi obeyed, shamefully aware that the movement pushed her tits out and pulled her tummy even tighter.
"Well, guys, what do you think?" the ranch foreman asked his hired hands.
"Prime meat, for sure," Billy answered, suddenly reaching out and squeezing an ass-cheek still burning from the whipping.
"Oh!" Cyndi exclaimed painfully, not daring to move.
"Yes, real good-looking stuff," Tom agreed, grabbing a tit and lowering his head to it. He trapped a stiff little nipple between his teeth and brushed the sensitive bud with his rough tongue.
"Oh, Jesus!" Cyndi whispered, feeling hot flashes washing through her as Tom's mouth moved on her tits.
"Tasty, too," he acknowledged, puffing away.
Lisa had crawled to Derrick's feet, holding something between her teeth. Derrick took it and motioned for his sistet to return to where she had beed kneeling. He tossed two dark objects to the ground in front of Cyndi They were black leather manacles. Seeing them, Cyndi shuddered.
"Bend over and pick them up," Derrick ordered.
Cyndi knew it was useless to resist, so she bent forward to reach for them. She had bent almost all the way when she heard Billy command her.
"Stop! Don't move from that position," his rough voice instructed.
Cyndi jerked as she felt the tip of the riding crop move between her ass-cheeks and poke gently at her asshole.
"See, Tom, her little brown hole is winking at me, pleading: "Fuck me Billy boy, fuck me!" Ain't that right, bitch?" He slapped the crop against her haunches.
"Y-yes, Master," Cyndi answered, not wishing to be beaten.
"I don't know, Billy," Tom told his buddy. "Maybe it's winking at me."
"No, man, I get her ass. You had the whore's hot little mouth."
Tom nodded agreeably. "And I'll have it again!"
"You may rise now and lock the manacles on your wrists," Derrick informed her.
Cyndi did so. When she snapped the bondage bracelets on each of her wrists, she felt tiny spears of excitement shoot through her. She briefly closed her eyes, trying to convince herself that she hadn't felt any pleasure from their contact.
"Hold your hands above your head," Derrick instructed.
As the tall girl moved her wrists upward, she saw Derrick pull on two of the long chains dangling from the ceiling. The chains were connected by a metal bar several feet long, which was suspended from the ceiling by a single chain. Derrick locked a hoOk on each of the manacles snapped on Cyndi's wrists so that her arms were spread apart, leaving her body completely open for his pleasure. Then he motioned to Tom, who went over to the large chair facing them.
Tom pushed a lever on a small control box on the arm of the chair. Suddenly Cyndi felt herself being lifted upward. The chains continued to lift her until her toes hung several inches above the ground. She twisted helplessly, to the amusement of her captors, her long lovely naked body turning freely. Looking down, she saw that Heather and Lisa were locking leather bracelets on her ankles. The manacles matched the ones on her wrists. When the two sex-pets fmished, they crawled back behind Derrick and waited.
"Lift your legs as high as you can," Detrick ordered, moving close to her.
Straining, Cyndi began to lift her legs. The effort pulled her next to Derrick and she felt his huge cock press against her tummy. His cock had grown hard again, and Cyndi trembled to think that it would soon be lodged deep inside her pussy. The girl's calves and thighs brushed against Derrick's arms as they strained to rise.
Derrick waited between Cyndi's long sleek legs as they struggled upward. He savored the view of her trembling limbs as they fought their way upward. He glanced along the smooth muscles to the furry pussy waiting for him. When both her legs reached his shoulders, Derrick grasped her calves and pushed them up even farther, until Cyndi's fingers touched her ankles.
"Hold your feet there," he commanded sternly.
Cyndi obeyed. Derrick then locked her wrists and ankles together wth a small chain connecting them. As he stood back, he studied the incredibly luscious sight before him.
Cyndi hung from the ceiling with her legs locked in an obscenely wide V and her blonde pussy splayed open. Derrick's bright eyes looked over the girl hotly.
Her firm tits were framed by the long smoothly muscled legs chained to her wrists, and her thick strands of golden hair fell down along her sides and back. Her deep little navel was snuggled in the lines of her tummy just above her curly cunt-hair. Cyndi's thick pink cunt-lips yawned seductively as her juicy pussy leaked warm wet fuck-honey.
Derrick licked his lips. He couldn't remember ever wanting someone so much. The others were behind him now, anxiously watching the entertainment. Tom and Billy sat on the couch where they could view all the action. Tom had pulled Heather by her thick black hair to his cEotch, and she was already starting to lick and suck his hard cock. Billy sat little Lisa on his lap, stuffing his cock into her tiny pussy as he played with her pear-like tits. Cyndi saw all of them watching her lustfully.
Her tall cousin moved even closer. His hands freely roamed over the chained blonde's body. His fingers pinched and squeezed her firm tits and tight tummy. While one hand continued to twist and pull at her nipples, the other hand moved up to her face. He shoved two fingers in her mouth, pulling and pushing them back and forth, making her suck them like they were pricks. As his hands moved down her whipmarked belly to her cunt, Derrick listened tothe girl's moans of feeble protest.
"Please don't do this to me, Master, not hanging here like this! D-don't touch me down there!" she begged, starting to squirm as his fingers touched her curly cunt-bush.
"Don't touch you where, bitch?" Derrick innocently inquired, stepping aside so the others could get a better view.
"D-down there," she sobbed.
"Say it, bitch! Tell me not to touch your cunt, your pussy, your fuck-hole. Say it now!"
"Please don't touch my cunt ... my pussy my-aieee!"
She screamed as he brutally jammed three fingers up to the thin barrier in her cunt.
"Too late! I'm there!" Derrick laughed as he began stroking her pussy-lips and fucking her with his fingers, being careful not to bust her cherry.
At least, not yet. Her warm fuck-honey covered his plunging fingers and dribbled down onto his palm. As he rammed his fingers back and forth, he flicked at her clit with his thumb. His chained cousin whimpered pitifully with each thrust. Shaking his head, he turned to the others.
"Man, this whore is hot. You could boil an egg in this oven."
Cyndi's breathing became labored. Her nipples stiffened and her whole body became flush. She felt dizzy with the intense desire building in her poor young body. She wrapped her fingers around her feet and cut into her heels with her nails. She felt her cunt clenching with need as Derrick's fingers teased her. She couldn't stand it, she couldn't resist what was happening to her. Nothing existed but the terrible burning itch deep in her pussy.
"Fuck me! Ram your beautiful big cock up my cunt. I can't take it anymore!" She tried to swing her body toward him, desperately wanting to impale herself on his hand.
The others stared at the bound girl who was suddenly twisting and turning, trying to bring herself over the wave of pre-orgasms sweeping throughout her young body. Derrick was the first to recover from the surprise at Cyndi's behavior. He laughed, matching her crià and making the girl tremble even more.
"My, what a hot little whore we have here," Derrick said to his companions his fingers still teasing the blonde captive's juicy cunt.
Cyndi shook her head, but her hungry body betrayed her. Her hard ass pushed upward even as she dangled from the chains. She had to have something in her cunt to take her over the edge; nothing else mattered. The young girl wept openly, shamed at her wanton needs.
"She's a hotter cunt than even you," Billy whispered in Lisa's ear as he continued bouncing the slim teenager on his fuck-rod.
He had forced her to hold her hands behind her so he could feel her openly. Lisa's sexy little torso twisted and jumped under Billy's fingers, her eyes starting to glaze over with lust.
Derrick stepped behind his captive, prying her wet cunt-hole wide open for everyone to see. Cyndi moaned needfully as he pulled his fingers from her burning pussy. She was so close now!
Even as he moved behind her, Derrick elicited small, erotic spasms just by brushing his huge cock against her backside. He slowly moved his hands up her ass-cheeks and around her bent hips, his fingers pinching her inner thighs and leaving small red welts near her soaked cunthairs. Cyndi whimpered wantonly, helplessly.
"Tom, maybe we should leave her like this all night, let her get really good and warm for tomorrow," Derrick suggested wickedly.
"Yeah, boss," Tom said, winking. "Let her hang there while the rest of us party. We can have the other bitches lick her cunt to keep her hot and juicy. Ain't that right, Heather?"
The dark-haired girl sucking his cock nodded quickly, and Tom shoved her face even farther down on his prick.
Cyndi was terrified. They weren't serious, were they? They wouldn't leave her like this. They couldn't! She was sure she wouldn't survive an hour like this, and certainly not all night.
She suddenly looked over her shoulder and said in a voice she couldn't believe was her own: "Derrick, don't you want my sweet, warm pussy around your cock? Wouldn't it feel good to have my soft, virgin cunt sucking at your prick? Don't leave me like this. Fuck me-fuck me hard! And I'll do anything else you want."
"You'll do anything I want anyway, bitch," Derrick growled.
It was taking every ounce of control he had to keep from ramming his rigid fucker all the way up her pink pussy. But he wanted to tease her even more. He brushed his prick-head against her soaked pussy-lips. Cyndi's asscheeks twitched as her loins leaped at the cock.
"Are you ready, little fuck-meat?" Derrick whispered in her ear, his tongue licking her neck and his teeth biting lightly on her shoulder. "Oh, Jesus, yes! Do me, do me!"
Derrick pushed his bulbous cock-head into her cunt, then slowly eased it against her tender cherry. Cyndi was going wild, and it took much of Derrick's strength to keep her from jamming against him.
Derrick held Cyndi as steady as he could, enjoying her hot spasms and letting the others see the wide V of her chained legs and the curly golden bush covering her cunt. Like a thick arrow pointing directions, his giant fuck-rod stuck straight up and into her sweet young pussy. His cock-head was fully inserted in her smoldering cunt-slit, pressing against the thin drum of her cherry. She rocked in his grip, trying to impale herself.
"Say goodbye to your cherry, bitch," Derrick rasped.
Then he rammed her pussy with all his might.
"Aieee! Oh, yes, yes!" she screamed as the stud's huge cock filled her hot cunt.
Derrick pulled his prick three quarters out and rammed it in again, cherry-blood and pussyjuices coating the thick cock-shaft. The others watched as Derrick's cock continued to fuck in and out of the girl's pussy. With each fuckthrust, Derrick crammed his whole prick into his beautiful captive.
Cyndi's long hair flew out wildly as she shook her head, coming in uncontrollable spasms that raked her whole body. The helpless girl was absolutely lost in her orgasms, screaming in pure sexual heat. Every cell in her body seemed to come alive with each thrust of her cousin's gigantic cock-lance. Her dangling body swung rapidly back and forth on his invading prick.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Deeper, ram it in me harder, harder!" she cried out, not caring who heard her as long as his cock stayed deep in her cunt. Her orgasms shook her like a giant hand shaking a rag doll. She cursed and screamed and begged for more, certain she would soon pass out from the intensity of the sensations. Derrick's grip on her fragile hips grew tighter as he approached his own orgasm.
"Take it all, bitch! Take all my goddamn prick and get ready for more! We're going to fuck you till you can't live without it," Derrick warned, gritting his teeth.
Looking over Cyndi's shoulder, Derrick could see his buddies about ready to shoot their cum loads, also.
Tom had Heather's head firmly in his grasp as his legs pushed his ass upward off the sofa and his cock deeper into the girl's throat. Heather's hands were on his knees, her head directly above his groin so she could swallow all of his prick. When Tom began shooting his cum-load, Heather's throat muscles tightened on the cock-head, squeezing it for every drop of jism. She swallowed it all.
Billy's prick was jammed completely up Lisa's furry cunt as he unloaded his jism. Even as he spent himself in the girl's fuck-hole, he rubbed his palms roughly against her tits, making them red and hard. Lisa's thighs closed tightly, trapping the wonderful pleasure-giving pole inside her fiery fuck-hole. Her mouth watered hungrily as she watched Derrick's large cock disappear in Cyndi's cunt.
Lisa loved watching her brother fuck chicks chained up in their special training center. It wasn't nearly as good as having him jam that big beautiful cock up her own cunt, but it wasn't bad.
And Derrick was doing his best to show his fans everything he could. As he came, the tall fqreman slapped both his hands against Cyndi's thighs with loud reports that filled the room. His powerful fingers clutched viciously at her plump ass-mounds.
The pain, mixed with such intense pleasure, sent Cyndi crashing over the edge. Her hungry cunt spasmed wildly as it tried to swallow the monster that began spitting white fire into her depths. Cyndi felt the guy's cum squirt deep inside her pussy, hot and wet and coating her insides with a delicious sensation she never dreamed possible.
Even after he had shot his cum-load, Derrick let his prick soften inside her cunt. He rested his head on the girl's shoulders, pleasantly exhausted.
Cyndi, finally beginning to come down, started sobbing with shame at the thought of her depraved behavior.
Derrick pulled his long prick out of Cyndi's pussy. It made a noisy, slurping plop as her cunt-lips resisted letting it go. Cyndi's head hung down, her long hair falling over her tits and her tears falling down her cheeks. Derrick grabbed her hair and pulled her face up for everyone to see. The blonde's face was damp with tears and sweat, but her eyes were still flushed from her orgasmic heat waves.
Loudly, Derrick exclaimed: "Now, here's a good fuck!"
Standing back, he spun Cyndi around and around like a toy on the end of a string. Cyndi grew dizzy, barely hearing the coarse laughter around her. Finally, when Derrick stopped her spinning, her back was to the group. She could only imagine what she must look like, with her legs pulled straight out and her ass-cheeks stretched by the pulling of her body on the chains. Without warning, Derrick suddenly slapped her ass, making her wince.
"Billy, boy, looks like it's your turn," Derrick informed the ranch hand as he clutched both Cyndi's ass-mounds for emphasis. "How do you want to do her?"
"Take down her legs, and let Lisa use the bun-warmer on her. After all, she's due a punishment for not swallowing all Tom's cum. Heather can suck me hard again while we watch," Billy explained, pulling the slim girl off his lap and sending her on her hands and knees to the trunk against the wall.
Heather crawled over and began licking at the pussy-juices left on Billy's prick.
Derrick turned the girl so she faced her tormentors. He began unclasping her ankles. Her legs had started to go numb, so Cyndi was relieved when they were lowered, and the blood began flowing again. She was drained and exhausted. Fearfully, she wondered what was next. Derrick stood close to her, staring into her face.
"Do you know what's going to happen now, sweet cousin?"
Cyndi shook her head, frightened.
"You're going to be spanked for not swallowing all Tom's cum earlier. We don't allow that kind of sloppiness around here. Now, thank me for allowing you to be corrected on this behavior."
"Th-thank you, Master," Cyndi said obediently.
"You're welcome, little she-beast. I'm going to let Lisa administer the spanking," Derrick told her.
Lisa had reached his feet, with something held between her teeth. Derrick indicated that his youngest sister could stand. She held an ominous-looking paddle. It looked like an oversized ping-pong paddle except it was covered with a tough, dark rubber skin. Derrick whispered something to Lisa, then he went and sat down on the chair to watch. Cyndi's gaze went to the slim teenager standing before her.
Lisa was much shorter than Cyndi anyway, so her head barely came up to Cyndi's tits. Lisa eyed her chained cousin wickedly, enjoying the sight of the trembling female hanging in front of her. The teenager rubbed the flat of the paddle against Cyndi's nipples, moving it in slow, sensual circles. The feel of the rubber on her was tantalizing to the chained girl. She closed her eyes, trying not to moan.
"Open your eyes, bitch," Lisa ordered.