Chapter 7
Susan knew the horror had just started for her. She knew by Brad's smile as he led her off the stage and into the darkness behind the gym.
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked.
"Just relax, baby," he said. "The guys loved the show. Now you're going to do a little encore."
"Oh no, please!" she whimpered. "Haven't
I done enough to satisfy you? I don't think I can stand any more!"
She saw it coming but she couldn't dodge the blow. He slammed her to the floor, then picked her back up quickly. He put his hand around her throat and squeezed until she thought her eyes were going to pop out.
"You're trying my patience," he grimaced. "I'm getting tired of you always moaning and bitching. Now you just shut the fuck up!"
He had the big truck with the camper on the back. He opened the back of the truck and climbed in with her. Her wrists were circled with iron rings that were attached to the floor. There was another chain put around her neck and a slender chain that dangled from the ceiling. She wasn't going to move very far. She was facing away from the back and she couldn't turn her head to see who was entering or leaving.
Brad patted her shapely ass. "There, bitch. That should present a shapely sight to anyone who cares to come visit."
"Please don't do this to me," she moaned.
"You did this to yourself, bitch," Brad said. "You were always a snobbish bitch looking down your nose at everyone and treating your cunt like it was gold plated. People don't like to be treated like that, and sooner or later you get yours back."
"You're just going to leave me here for any of them?" she asked, shuddering.
"That's right, baby. Don't worry. You'll have plenty of company soon. There were a lot of horny boys who watched that show."
Susan was sick as she thought of all those boys she knew. She had snubbed most of them. She knew that they wouldn't miss a chance like this. God, if this was some terrible nightmare, then she hoped she would wake up soon. She didn't think she could stand much more.
"I'll be back to get you in an hour or two, bitch," Brad said. "Now, don't you let those boys wear that pussy out."
He gave her ass a fond caress and then he was gone, leaving her shivering in the darkness.
She waited, and it was a long, uncomfortable wait. The back of the truck was cramped, and she couldn't lie down because of her chains.
She couldn't help but keep thinking about what was going to happen to her. She had read stories about girls being gang-banged.
She heard voices outside. Somebody rapped on the door.
"Hey, Susan. You in there?"
She recognized the voice. It was Bobby James. Bobby was one of those big, rugged-looking football players whom she had dated in school. She had allowed him to kiss her a couple of times but nothing more than that. She remembered treating him like a servant a few times.
"She's in there, all right," someone else said. A squeaky voice and she knew it belonged to Don Wilson. He was captain of the debating team. She had always detested him. He had never gone out with her.
"Open the damn door then," Bobby said.
The door swung open and someone was climbing into the van with her.
Susan turned her head slightly, seeing the outline of the boy. She couldn't see his face.
"Hot damn," Bobby said. "It really is you in here. I couldn't believe it when I saw you in there tonight."
"Let me go, Bobby!" she begged. "Don't do anything to me. I didn't want to be here. Please let me go!"
"The hell you say," Bobby grinned. "I'm not going to miss an opportunity like this!"
Bobby moved around until she could see his face. He was grinning at her. He reached out and gently caressed one of her tits. Her nipple was still hard from her excitement at sucking Mort's cock.
"Send the rest of them away, Bobby," she whispered. "I'll be good to you. Just you. Send the rest of them away. You can do it. I'll do anything you want."
"You're not in a position to be giving orders anymore," Bobby said, laughing.
His fingers grew rougher with her titty. He pinched her nipple, making her gasp. He pulled on it. He couldn't believe that he had her tits in his hand.
"I'm going to enjoy this, baby," he said. "I've wanted a piece of your hot little ass for a long time."
"Hurry up in there!" Don Wilson shouted.
"How come he gets to be first anyway?" someone else shouted. She didn't recognize the voice.
"Because I'm bigger than the rest of you and I've wanted it longer!" Bobby shouted. Bobby stood up with his back bent over in the truck.
Susan could see what he was doing as he slowly unzipped his trousers. He pulled his pants down and dropped his shorts. His cock was long and thick and it was already hard.
"Kiss it like you kissed Mort's."
"Don't make me," she whispered.
"He told me you liked it rough," Bobby said. "You'd better do what I want or I'm going to get fucking rough!"
She put her lips on his cock.
He grabbed her head and shoved. His long thick cock went deep into her throat. He held her head there for a long moment and she tasted his dripping cum.
"Fucking nice," Bobby groaned. "Really fucking nice!"
Bobby took his prick out of her mouth. His prick was dripping cum on her body as he moved behind her. She couldn't turn her head to see, but she felt his swollen cock at the entrance to her cunt.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, bitch!" Bobby said. "You used to get me really hard up at the drive-in. I'm going to make up for that. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!"
He touched her pussy. He pushed two fingers inside her cunt and started moving them around.
Susan fought the sensations that went through her as his fingers brushed against her clit.
"Does this make you hot?" he asked.
"Hurry up and get it over with, you bastard!" she groaned.
He laughed at her. He put his cock back at the entrance to her cunt again. Then stabbed in brutally.
Susan felt as if her cunt was being torn apart. His big cock settled deep inside her and he stopped moving.
"You're tight as shit, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, your cunt feels fucking good!"
She couldn't answer him because the tingles of pleasure going through her were bringing out the animal urges. He started fucking her with quick, deep strokes. His cock was growing inside her pussy. She knew he wasn't going to last long.
"Move that ass, baby," he gasped. "Move that sweet ass for me! I want to feel you fucking me back!"
She started fucking back against him.
He started savagely thrusting his cock deep inside her. His hands moved up her body and then around to grab her tits. His hard balls slapped her hard.
"You fucking bitch!" he groaned. "You kept me waiting a long time. A long fucking time. You sweet fucking bitch. Oh shit, I'm coming! I'm fucking coming! Shiiiit!"
He stabbed into her deep, and his prick exploded inside her in thick spurts.
Susan kept moving her ass as she drained his cock dry with her pussy. She was glad when his cock went limp and slipped out of her.
"Hurry the fuck up!" another boy shouted. "I want some!"
Susan didn't recognize the boy, but he was climbing into the back as soon as Bobby had climbed out. He slapped her on the ass hard. She shivered. There were tears burning her eyes as she realized she was going to get fucked by all these men.
"Move that hot little ass for me, baby," he said.
His prick was longer than Bobby's but not as thick. First he rubbed it against her thighs, then he shoved his prick deep into her pussy. He was in a hurry. He slammed his cock into her quick and hard. He must have been inexperienced because she could sense that he wasn't going to make it very long.
"Bitch," he groaned. "You sweet-sucking bitch. Oh motherfuck! Motherfuck, I'm coming. Motherfuuuuuck!"
There was laughter outside as the boy started pounding into her deep and his cum started spurting quickly. He gave her a couple more fuck-strokes, then his cock started getting soft and he couldn't keep it inside her pussy for very long.
"That was quick," Bobby said. "What's the matter? Haven't you had any cunt for a while?"
"Shut up!" the young man replied.
He was already climbing out of the back of the truck and somebody else was climbing in.
"Don't do this to me!" Susan begged. "Please stop! Don't do this to me, you bastards!"
"You used to think I was kind of nice," John Jefferies said as he climbed into the camper.
Susan remembered John. He was a nice young man. She begged him to let her go, but he had the same thing on his mind that the others had. He was taking his trousers down and pushing his cock into her cunthole.
Susan shivered as he started fucking her. He was gentler than the rest. He seemed in no hurry. He reached around and grabbed her titties, holding onto them tightly as he moved in and out. His cock felt bigger than the others.
"Come on, baby," he gasped. "You know you love to fuck!"
She wanted to protest that she didn't like doing this, but she knew it would make no difference. Besides, she was beginning to like John's slow fuck rhythm. She tried to think of other things, but she knew she was already moving her ass back against him.
"That's right, baby," John said. "I know you like it. Just relax and enjoy the good fucking you're getting!"
She would have cursed him if she'd been able to. But all she could do was move her ass against him. His prick was beginning to feel nice inside her pussy. Her entire body seemed to respond to his hot fucking.
"Oh, what are you doing to me?" she asked.
"I'm just fucking you, baby," he said. "I'm fucking you so that you'll enjoy it."
"Hurry the fuck up!" another boy shouted. "I want to get some of that ass. Don't take all night long!"
"Sorry, baby," John said. "I'd love to make you enjoy this, but I'm being rushed."
John started pounding her pussy and his cum was dripping all over her thighs. He was driving his prick in deeper than the other boys and he was rubbing parts of her cunt that they hadn't touched. She detested the feelings growing inside her. She didn't want to come because of her old classmates.
"What a sweet fucking pussy!" John groaned. "Sweet fucking cunt. I'm going to come, baby. I'm going to fucking come! Shiiiit!"
He pulled his prick out of her cunt at the last moment and his thick jism sprayed her ass-cheeks. She was covered with cum from her head to her toes. She heard John getting out of the truck and then it was Don Wilson's turn.
"You cunt," Don Wilson said. "You always acted like such a proud piece of ass in school. Now I'm going to make you pay."
Don fucked her hard. She had never been fucked like Don was fucking her. He fucked her like an animal. His cock was a club that he was beating her with. His huge balls slapped her ass-cheeks hard.
"Fucking bitch!" Don groaned. "Fucking bitch! I'm going to fill your fucking pussy with cum!"
Don gave her a couple more fuck-strokes, but then changed his mind. He moved up to the front of the truck. He was smiling as he pushed his prick against her mouth.
"Eat me, bitch," he gasped. "Eat my prick like you were eating Mort's."
She could do nothing but open her mouth.
Don pushed his slimy cock down her throat. His prick was covered with the other boys' cum and with her own cunt juices. She started to gag, but Don grabbed her head so she couldn't pull away.
"Suck it down, bitch!" he groaned. "I want you to swallow every fucking drop. Suck it down for me. Oh shiiiit!"
His prick rammed into her mouth again. She could feel his cock deep in her throat. Then his prick juices started spurting, and she had to start swallowing quickly.
She was choking and spitting out cum, but Don didn't care. He kept his prick lodged firmly in her throat until the last spasm had passed. Then he pulled his prick out and carefully wiped his cock with strands of her long blonde hair. "Next!" Don yelled.
They all seemed willing to wait their turns instead of trying to force their way into the truck. But there were so damn many of them. She forgot names and faces. She only knew that she was supposed to move her body every time a cock was shoved into her.
She didn't count but it must have been the seventh or eighth young man when she felt the sensation of orgasm coming so fast that she couldn't control it.
"Oh damn!" she moaned. "Not now, please! Oh please! Oh damn, it's happening!"
"She's coming!" the boy shouted. "She's going to fucking come with my cock in her!"
And she did come. It was like a blazing fire was going through her again and again. She shuddered once, twice. She had never known such sensations, and then the quick shuddering fall. Her pussy was pouring juices over the boy's prick. Her body rocked with shame. Now she knew she would never be the same again.
"Shit, she's really hungry for it now," Don
Wilson said. "I think I want some seconds."
She begged them not to fuck her any more. Her pussy was sore, and she was near exhaustion, but now they were going around twice. The same boys were fucking her sore pussy and her tired mouth. Her jaws ached and she smelled cum everywhere. She had the feeling she would never get the cum washed out of her hair.
It happened to her again. She didn't even try to fight it. This time her orgasm was shorter but it thrilled the boys fucking her. They talked about thirds, but none of them were able to make it.
Finally it was over.
There were no more boys outside, no voices making obscene comments. She didn't know how many times she had been fucked. Her cunt was wet and loose from the fucking. Her thighs were slick with cum. She felt cum on her belly and on her ass-cheeks.
She heard someone getting into the truck.
"Oh, please no," she moaned. "Not any more. Please, not again. Please!"
"Don't worry, baby," Brad said softly. His voice was calm and sounded gentle. "It's all over. Your pussy's been used enough for one night."
"I'm so tired," she moaned.
He was undoing the locks and letting her stretch out on the hard floor of the truck. She was asleep in seconds.