Chapter 2
"Get the straps, man. Can't fuck a cherry unless she's strapped don."
"Yeah, come on, bring 'em over here." Jeff laughed at the suggestion, working that finger horribly up and down, scraping the slick walls of her pussy with his fingernail, making them quiver while rubbing his knuckles over her clit. Ellen shouted for mercy several times. But then there was that throbbing prick rubbing over her lips now, threatening to slip down into her throat if she opened her mouth.
"Come on, baby, open up. Open up real wide and take ol' Curly's dick. Gonna fed real nice settlin' down in your mouth. And I'm gonna like it, feelin' your tongue slippin' around my. . ."
"Nooooo!"
Ellen was next to fall victim to Jeff's anger. She felt his free hand slip around her back, tear the halter from her body, then toss it to one side. Almost immediately he dropped his face down, opening his mouth and engulfing one firm rubbery nipple in between his lips.
She yowled like a frightened cat, arching her spine once again as she felt his front teeth biting into the sensitive tit flesh. Never had she felt anything so painful in her life!
Ellen struggled against the killing pain, feeling his teeth cutting into her tit, threatening to tear off the nipple. Then there came his tongue, licking and sanding across the tit tip, soothing the area that had been attacked moments ago. Ellen sighed, moving her ass from side to side, ever-mindful of the cock still rubbing over her lips.
And now she could taste something oozing from the head of that monster, something very bleachy and flat tasting leaking from the pussy slit. Cum! She had read all about that in sex education class, how a man gets excited and how his cock oozed pre-cum to get the cunt ready for a hard fucking.
She thought about all the threats her cousin had made against her and found herself nearly as hot as she was terrified.
Jeff was reaching between her thighs with one hand. He dug his fingers into her asscheeks for better leverage, slowly forcing that awful finger back into her cunt. It was pressing hard against her cherry. In an instant Ellen knew what her cousin was going to do. He was going to tear through that small membrane with his fingers, rip through it, then fuck her. She squirmed back from that awful touch; finding her movement blocked by Curly's knees. He was reaching down now, pressing his fingertips against the junctions of her jaw. She opened her mouth to scream. That was all he had been waiting for. With a sharp laugh, the dark-haired stud gripped his prick with one hand and shot it into her mouth.
Ellen closed her eyes in shame and defeat, coughing and gagging while e young man fucked at least half his cockmeat into her mouth. He was sighing, pumping thighs up and down, feeding more of his fucker down her throat while still keeping his fingers pressed around her jawbones.
"And don't think you're gonna score any points by bitin' on that thing," Curly warned, pulling out, then slipping his prick down, down until the round tip touched her tonsils. "You try somethin' like that and I'm gonna clean this place up with you. Then," he added with a chortle, "I'll fuck you in ass. And if you don't think that don't hurt Curly's sentence ended with a soft groan. He was fucking her mouth freely now, pulling back, watching her pouty lips pucker outward then fail in as he drove his cockmeat back down her throat.
Ellen swallowed as much spit as she could, the rest of it frothing out around the stretched corners of her mouth. There WSS nothing more she could do. Curly had her where he wanted her, her head wedged between his legs, his prick spearing into her mouth again and again. She wouldn't help it. No, she wouldn't contribute to his mouth-fucking joy. But on the other hand, Ellen knew she wouldn't do anything to stop it.
She lay there, her jaw slack, spit frothing out and wetting down her cheeks and chin. And then there was that finger, that awful digit squirming in her cunt, pinching up against her cherry until she squealed with a muffled cry against the fucking prick in her throat.
"Mmfmfmfmfff!"
Jeff's finger kept on driving around, scraping against her pussy walls. And then the pain became more than excruciating. It was pure agony, White lights popped in front of her eyes, blinding the young teenager while her legs kicked out like a frog's. She screamed against the mouth-fucking cock once again as the finger tore through her cherry.
He had done it. The savage had done it, ripped through her cherry and made it into what he had been calling her all evening, a slut!
Ellen felt her body jerk and twitch as if someone were still kicking it. Jeff still had his finger inside her pussy, tearing away at the last remnants of her cherry, then wiping the pink froth on her ripped skirt.
"Noooofffff!"
"Get those straps around here. Hey, pull out so we can slip the bitch on her belly. Don't worry, Curly, you'll have 'er givin' head just like before. I think she really digs it," Jeff laughed.
"No, no, no more," Ellen gasped quietly. "Oh please, don't do anything more."
She kept sobbing, feeling renewed humiliation as they backed off.
"Man, almost popped off a couple of times there. She's got a real sweet mouth, that one. Man, can she suck a good dick."
Ellen felt the words rip what shreds of pride thee were from her mind. There was Jeff, cradling her almost lovingly, then flipping her around and positioning her until her ass was sticking straight up there in the air. Ellen could feel the stickiness of her cuntal crack as the cool air struck her exposed ass. She reddened, feeling so exposed, so... so vulnerable!
"Here's them straps. That'll keep 'er quiet when you fuck 'er."
"Yeah, real good," Jeff said, examining the black leather buckles brought out to him.
Ellen eyed the devices warily, looking over her shoulder. Jeff was opening one of them, a ramp of some sort, and moving it up to her right wrist. Ellen felt the soft black leather slip around her flesh then cinch tight. He drew back on the leather, pulling her arm from in front of her to a position midway across her lower back.
Warning her to keep it that way, Jeff moved to the other wrist, doing the same thing to it, bringing it up around and behind until it was rubbing up against the opposite hand. He tied the two of them together with leather thongs, making the young girl press her forehead against the dirty floor for support.
Jeff slapped her ass several times, moving his callused fingers up and down her cuntal crack, spreading the outer pussylips apart and looking at the pink, moist cuntal meat. Ellen blushed furiously, feeling the leather cutting into her flesh and making her fingers feel terribly icy. She shook, her mind reeling with fear as she felt Jeff pull out that invading finger.
"Goin' in, boys. Might have to steady her. Come on, Curly, and slip that cockmeat into her mouth. That'll keep the little slut quiet while I poke the shit outta that pussy. Man," Jeff said, shaking his head in disbelief, "look at the way the little bitch is juicin'. Man, she can't wait to have my cock in 'er."
"No, no, not... uhhhhh!"
Curly had slipped down in front of her, grabbing two fistfuls of her hair in both hands and jerking her head back. She opened her mouth in agony, screaming, thinking he was going to snatch her bald. The agony was nearly as debilitating as the fear of being choked to death with that ten-inch monster cock. Curly was wasting no time now, bunching into her throat until his fat prickhead rubbed up against her tonsils.
Ellen felt her throat constricting, cinching around his meaty fucker while the big stud rubbed his balls under her chin. Curly was in heaven, his head falling back, his eyes closed while his fingers kept on tugging and ripping at the girl's straight blonde hair.
"Man, that's it, baby, move that tongue around nice that . .. uhhhh, under it, shit, yeah, Christ! Feels like my whole cock's on fire, man!"
"Go for it, Curly."
Jeff straddled her, sliding his fingers around the curves of her ass and spreading the asscheeks outward, exposing her wet little cunt.
Ellen sobbed, feeling Curly bobbing her head back and forth against his meaty prick while her cousin leaned forward over her. He was mounting her like a dog, like the bitch he kept telling her she was. He was rubbing the full length of his cock against her cunt while wrapping his hands around her waist.
Ellen remembered seeing dogs do this sort of thing in the streets. And now it was happening to her. Jeff tugged at the leather bonds purposely, working them against her flesh and chuckling when he heard her groaning against the mouth-fucking prick. Pushing her down a little bit, he slipped his knees against the backs of her legs, nearly lifting her from the floor. The rubber-like rim of her pussy stretched as she felt his prickhead rub up against her fuck-hole. Jeff meant business now. She could tell from the way he was holding her, from the way his fingers gripped her thighs and hipbones.
Curly's prick went even deeper into her throat, staying there. For a moment, she thought he was going to cum right then. But then something else caught her attention. Jeff's cock, that wonderful, horrid prick, was going into her bit by bit, its thick, meaty inches spreading her cuntlips itchily apart.
Ellen growled and groaned, the tight little cuntal opening finally giving way. The girl shuddered as the boring mass of stiff, hot cock flesh started fucking into her pussy. Her legs tensed and cramped painfully while her body shivered with pain.
Fucked! She was being fucked by her own cousin in this horrible place, all those rowdy boys watching and cheering her on as if she were some kind of prostitute hired to give pleasure. But there was a kind of pleasure Ellen felt herself getting, a pleasure she never would have thought possible. The humiliation, the pain, the bondage, everything was conspiring against her, making the prick in her mouth and the one fucking into her pussy seem hotter than anything she had ever touched or felt in her life."
"Man, she's right! Goddamned virgin. Too bad .. .uhhh. .fuck around in school like most cunts," Jeff groaned, tugging back, then fucking back in.
Ellen screamed, feeling as if her cousin was ripping her pussy apart as easily as if he were tearing tissue. It was awful, awful.
Curly was groaning happily now, slamming his crotch against her face while his balls swung up against her chin. Ellen swallowed, the salty, bleachy slime coating her mouth and throat. Curly's fingers were still pulling at her hair, tearing at the strands, the fingernails scratching her scalp at times. He was close. She could tell he was going to cum in her mouth. The thought of having a man's jizz spraying down her throat sickened Ellen.
"Go, man, come on, spray that wad in her mouth," Jeff encouraged, shaking the excess sweat from his forehead, watching Curly go crazy.
"Man, gonna pop in the bitch! ... mean, gonna do it, gonna... ooohhh, fuck!"
Ellen felt him grabbing her head in both hands, pressing down so hard she thought surely would crush her skull. His prick was jerking around in her mouth. And then she felt the first wads of cum spattering against the back of her throat, sliding down slimily toward her belly. More came, rope-like streams of jizz coating her throat and inner cheeks. Curly was twitching like a crazy man, still holding her, at times slapping her, filling the girl's sucking mouth with more and more of his hot, white jizz.
The teenager fried swallowing at first, then gave up and took to coughing and spitting. She felt the excess jizz oozing down her chin, wetting her cheeks, coating her face while Curly's balls kept on pumping more and more of the white stuff into her mouth.
"That's it, man, she'll suck you dry. Clean them tubes for Curly, baby, clean 'em up good and make him happy, 'cause you're gonna do a number on my dick before I get through with you."
It was going all the way in! As Curly slipped his softening cock from her mouth, rubbing the bloated cockhead over her cum-smeared lips, Ellen could feel Jeff's cock going all the way into her pussy!
Twisting her head around, she spat out the vile mixture of cum and spit, tugging at the leather still holding her wrists bound together. Her cousin was tucking his cock all the way in now. She could feel the blood-swollen knob of his prick going all the way, It was so odd, so strange having something that big and hard and thick in her pussy, stretching her.
She shook all over, perspiration soaking her face and dripping from her chin. She lowered her face once more,, unable to stare these awful men in the face while her own cousin raped her. She writhed helplessly under him, agonizing to the pressure of the hot, searing pain as more and more of his cock seemed to fill her cunt. Ellen fixed her crotch muscles, trying to force out that unwelcome intruder.
But the pressure of her thighs seemed to arouse Jeff all the more. Heir cuntal walls were hot, clasping, grabbing that fat cock and squeezing it lovingly. Jeff was heard moaning behind her, curling his fingers and dragging the sharp, jagged nails over her back.
Ellen cried out, no cock now to hold back her screams and groans. But Jeff seemed to enjoy hearing her sobbing and complaining. He struck her several times with the flat of his hand against her head, laughing when she screamed. He would follow the strike with a particularly powerful forward fuck-thrust, one that would nearly knock her knees from the floor. Then he moved his hands quickly to her belly, lifting her farther from the floor. It wasn't enough for him to violate her like this. He had to touch the rest of her as well. What, dear God, had she done to deserve this?
Jeff kept his fingers moving along the flatness of her belly, making her wriggle with that maddening touch. Then the fingers found her nipples once more, pinching them, rolling them around between his fingers and making her squeal each time he pressed down hard. She jerked her ass up, feeling her ass rubbing against the hairy flesh of his flat, washboard belly.
"Fuck her, man, fuck her good. Christ, she's goin' for it, just like you said she would," Curly said, slipping his prick back into his Levi's.
"Yeah, goin' for it like somebody lappin' up water they ain't had for days," Jeff said, his voice having an edge to it now. "Come on, slut, come on and show me and these guys. What kinda slut you really are. Get that caboose up." He slapped her ass hard with both hands. "Get that ass up and fuck back. Man, oh man, that's a hot little pussy she's got down there."
"No! Oh, God! No, no, please..."
"Please what, bitch, fuck harder? Sure, if that's what you want, you'll get it."
Jeff hooked his fingers around her jutting hipbones, fucking down and in as hard as he could while holding Ellen hard against him. The young girl thought surely his cock would rush up to her mouth. She would be spitting out cum from the inside now. And then, as the fucking continued, the girl felt her mind sinking into a kind of dim red haze. She couldn't think, couldn't feel anything except the continual hot fucking of her cousin's prickmeat in her cunt. She grunted with every fuck-thrust now, her head snapping back from the force of those killing blows. Jeff was riding her, holding onto her wrist bonds and fucking his cock roughly into her.
The continual thrusts of his cockmeat inside her were building up sensations she had never been aware of. Yes, yes., Ellen thought to herself, the feeling in her burning cunt mounting higher with each passing second. She wanted more sensation, more of that cockmeat in her, more fucking that would send her off in her own climax.
"Come on, baby, move it, move it that way... real nice, real.. . uhhhh!"
Jeff was going to cum. She could feel his fucker chugging through her pussy hard, slamming down into her, getting ready to spit out the hot white jizz and coat her virgin cunt. Ellen sighed with her mounting lust, gasping like the animal she now believed herself to be. Yes, she was no better than a bitch, a slut. Her body quaked and shivered with lewd need while her ass ground firmly against him.
"Man, uhhhhh!"
Jeff gasped, then slumped over her, the white hot spunk jetting into her pussy. Ellen felt her asscheeks slamming against him, thrilling to the combination of his stiff prick and the hot, squirmy cum-load blasting into her pussy. She screamed, jerking her wrists against the binding leather as the hot, tight, itching feeling lapping at her clit turned into something much bolder, more intense, more driving. She was cumming, having a climax while her cousin dumped more and more spunk into her sucking cunt hole.
"Whahwhwhhhhh!"
Ellen didn't care any longer who saw her or what she was doing. The teenager wrenched her body against the floor, tearing at the restraints as she came and came and came.