Chapter 5
Dear God, no!" Young Kathy Hess stammered, a helpless dread gripping her entrails, and she felt blind panic as Gary Coren stepped toward her and took her arm roughly, making her stand up. She cringed from his touch, shrinking away as best she could, but his father was circling her waist with a thick muscular arm, and her struggling was for nothing. "Don't touch me! No! Don't!"
"Get her clothes off, Son," Marcus ordered.
"Yeah ... ." He tore at her blouse, popping some of the buttons in his haste, and then he roved his hands over her naked skin, the velvet of her body only broken by the white brassiere and her thin, short skirt. She could feel the boy's hard young cock press between her legs as he grappled with her, his hands going around her back to unsnap her bra. She writhed to free herself, but then the bra was off, and her full, resilient breasts quivered nakedly free.
Still not satisfied, he fumbled with the zipper on the side of her skirt, harshly wrenching it down the curve of her voluptuous young hips and peeling it from her cuntal triangle with impatience. Her skirt puddled on the floor, and then Gary was kneeling, picking up first one foot and then the other, removing her shoes along with her skirt. Now she was totally naked, as naked as they were, and rough hands forced her back on the couch. Oh God, there was nothing she could do about it, either! She was hopelessly overpowered, and completely at their mercy. Both Gary and his father held her down so that she was spread-eagled on her stomach before them. Gary clambered on the broad couch and kneeled upright over her buttocks, looking down with his hands on her hips, his hefty, erect penis hovering menacingly, his sperm-swollen balls hanging below its base.
"There now," Marcus said. "That wasn't so bad, was it? You just let yourself go a little, like that girl in the back of the car, or your mother, and you'll enjoy it even more."
"Jesus, look at that smooth little ass," Gary said, salivating at the corners of his mouth. "Why don't you take pictures of her?"
"Good idea, Son. Hold her while I get my camera. We can have an external reminder of when you bagged a virgin!" His voice quavered with the lewd idea of taking snapshots of his son fucking this once-proud little girl, and he was pleased that Gary had thought of it. Shit, he was really a chip off the old block, Gary was-too bad his mother Madeline had to die, because the three of them had always had fun together, and by now would have made a spectacular trio!
"No, no! Not that too!" Kathy groaned as she heard what was being planned. Her heart lurched at the sickening thought that her subjugation would forever be recorded on film that even after they'd had their fill of her, there would always be pictures of her day of shame to be used later for God only knew what insidious purposes. She tried to move, lifting her head, but winced as Gary forced her back on the couch, his one hand holding her head spread-fingered while his knees relentlessly forced her legs apart with a harsh pressure that strained her tender inner thighs and buttocks. She strained against him, but it was hopeless, and she gave in, the boy dropping between her inner thighs, spreading her legs wider still. A soft moan of helpless despair escaped from her clenched lips as she felt the hardness of his penis make wet, sticky contact with the soft, white flesh of her thighs. He moved forward, insinuating the full length of his pulsating erection along the narrow, stretched crevice of her buttocks, and she squirmed and twisted beneath him, inciting his lust to the utmost.
"I told you I was sorry about tonight," Gary said viciously. "I was, but the only thing I was sorry about was that you stopped me from fucking you. Well, I ain't going to be so nice about it this time!"
"I've got my Polaroid, Son," Mr. Coren said, returning from the kitchen. "She's all yours now!" He stepped back a pace, his blood-maddened cock trembling with excitement. "I'm ready!" He adjusted the flash attachment, waiting....
"You heard Dad, Kathy," Gary said harshly. "Now, roll over and get up on your knees."
She rolled over at his command but then tried to stiffen her body and press her stomach and breasts tighter to the couch, bitter tears of fear and agony washing down her face, but the hand holding her head down pushed harder, cutting off her air, and a faint dizziness swept over her from the lack of oxygen, and she was forced to let her body go limp. The hand slackened, allowing her to gulp desperately, and then Gary tugged at her now relaxed hips, pulling her up off the cushions, and by the time she had fully recovered her breath. She was on her knees with her buttocks waving high in the air behind her. She didn't try to resist again, knowing that she'd have to submit eventually anyway, and she had to admit that she was nothing but a toy to be used as they vented their lust for satisfaction-a satisfaction that would only end after her virginity was torn from her and their hot cum had been spewed lewdly up inside her soft, ruptured belly.
Kneeling behind her, Gary gazed at the full white moons of her buttocks, and his balls tingled at the lascivious sight, making him want to thrust forward immediately into the narrow, teasing slit that swung in the air before him. But he hesitated, holding himself back, purposely torturing himself for the moment so that he could break her mind as well as body. That would be the ultimate defeat for her, this snooty little bitch who'd snubbed him before and was horrified at the thought of his cock inside her, and he longed to see her lose all control and cry out to be fucked until she couldn't stand up. Yeah, and the thought of seeing her writhe passionately with his penis inside her made him almost shake with anticipation.
He dropped his one, free hand and placed his thumb and forefinger between the crevice of her tightly clenched buttocks, pressing out gently.
This was the moment for gentleness, to unexpectedly change from brutality to tenderness and catch her off-guard in spite of her terror and resistance. He moved forward, careful not to alarm her, his face crouched on the same level with the thin pink folds of flesh which covered her vagina, and as he watched with gleaming eyes, they parted imperceptibly from the pressure of his hand. He could see the slight moisture forming and glistening on the soft insides of her thighs as with a warning of pain, she allowed her backsides to slip wider and wider apart.
He blew into her cunt. Kathy had geared her mind to the fighting of the pain and humiliation she was sure would be part of her rape, but between the fatigue of her futile struggle and the softly pleasurable sensations of his warm breath and fingers on her cunt, she was caught unprepared. He blew gently again, and she squirmed, a groan slipping from between her lips, and then she became quiet again, her motions not of escape or fear, but reflexive from the delightful touch of hand and breath against the silky smooth, wetly flushed skin of her pussy. She tried to still a rising moan that was starting to build from somewhere deep inside her belly, for the sudden gentleness had done something to her-something which both pleased and frightened the girl. It was like a giant release of some huge weight that had been holding her down, and the unbelievable relief which follows such a lifting. She sighed and let her muscles relax into a loose tranquility that increased a thousandfold by the absence of pain.
She shivered slightly as strange, salaciously rising tinglings circled the length of her naked buttocks, and she felt a cool rush of air fill the crevice between the wide spread moons, the pressure of Gary's fingers and his mouth making her wriggle lasciviously against her will. Marcus Coren saw the angle he wanted, and clicked the shutter. A minute later, he had a color print in his hand, and he grinned lewdly at it, then -lined up another shot. Another click, and he had two fine, pornographic pictures for his collection.
Kathy didn't seem to notice the picture taking or even the flash, her head still down in the couch, but now tiny licentiously lewd devils were running over her sensitive flesh, caressing her kneeling body as if they were insects.
"Mmmmmm!" she murmured, and her buttocks relaxed to the surge of warmth, the light-rising sensations which belied the presence of danger. "Mmmmmmm!"
Gary, crouched behind her, figured the time was right for him to be able to remove his restraining hand. He did so, and as he'd suspected, the girl made no attempt to escape; he'd won his short battle! The cheeks of her ass were now pried nakedly apart with both hands until all of her young, fleece-lined vaginal slit was open and unprotected, his for the taking. He pressed forward until his mouth was up against the wetness of her buttocks so that she couldn't move away. Then with one thrust of his tongue, he pushed forward between the warm fleshy lips, and heard her gasp from the unexpected entry into the tight moist passage of her cunt, a surprised pleasurable sigh smothering itself down into the cushion of the couch. She jerked, then was unable to stop herself from moving her buttocks back involuntarily, her vagina opening and closing around his tongue fish-like as he wormed it slowly, teasingly, up inside her cuntal softness. Her breath exploded in quick, small gasps, and she twisted her face harder and mewled with unwanted pleasure as he curled and flicked the wet probe inside, pushing his lips closer and working the whole of her open backside, sucking and kissing demoniacally. Slowly but surely she found that she was responding to the lurid mouthing with fervent excitement, her mind losing control over her body.
"Hot damn!" Gary's father exclaimed. He gasped and moved around his son, focusing his camera for a close-up of her surrender to the licking face. Shit, what a shot! He could see in full, rich detail every bit of Gary's tongue in the girl's fleshily parted little cunt! He snapped and waited ... snapped and waited again, his great cock jutting out like a huge iron sword, its head engorged and oozing seminal fluid.
Gary located Kathy's little clit, and he pushed his face farther under her crotch and began to tease at it gleefully, with his tongue, causing her to undulate back with increased desire, a long continuous moan coming from the lewdly subjected young virgin. "Ohhhhhh," she mewled, her body approaching a state where nothing would matter save to kneel in abject surrender and take the delicious punishment the boy's hotly lashing tongue behind her was subjecting her to. She had been stripped now not only of her clothes, but of her pride and purity, her entire world would be forever shattered in one volcanic evening of perversion, and she was laid bare to her flesh and basic soul. She sensed that her buttocks were hollowing and contracting around the sides of Gary's face, but she didn't know how to stop herself, or even if, after all that had happened to her, she actually wanted to stop. She only knew for a certainty that she was beginning to feel passion once again, more passion than ever before, and her cunt was reacting with slavish greed for the slavishly sucking mouth that was licking so hungrily into her upturned cuntal hole from behind.
Gary sensed with his animal cunning that she was at the point where she no longer could halt the surging pleasures he'd kindled in her already burning body-a body of nerves and flesh that had been slowly subjected to every form of eroticism that her mind could have tolerated over the past few hours. And it was going to end in the utter degradation of her being, with his hard, rigid cock being sunk deep into her virgin cunt and flooding her innocent belly with his virile sperm. He raised his head, the victor!
"You ... you going to fuck her now, Son?"
"You better believe it, Dad," he grinned lewdly, slithering to his knees and working his aching loins in behind the wetly glistening crevice of her buttocks.
Kathy felt the blood pounding in her head until she thought her mind was afire, and as she realized that the time had come, she attempted to fight off the flames which he'd stoked in her belly and cunt, but she was only able to fan the fires of her arousal by her salacious dwellings on what was going to happen next. My God ... What's happened to me? I must have gone crazy from seeing my mother being fucked by my uncle! I can't want Gary's penis in me ... I can't! But she made no move to resist as Gary moved forward, guiding his long, thick cock into her soft blonde pubic curls and parting them with his cock-head, tracing the pinkedged rim of her pussy softly over the rounded tip. His cock was trapped between the wetly moist layers of her ready flesh, and he let it lay throbbing there for a moment, groaning at the lewd sensations that were rolling through him.
God, what a feeling! He had to have her-now! He flexed his buttocks, feeling all the frustration he'd saved since he'd cum all over her naked buttocks and legs, and he gasped aloud through the silence of the living room as he felt the hot, tight ring of her cunt resist his first pressured thrust.
"Ugggghhhh!" Kathy cried, and she felt as if she was being torn asunder as he pushed mercilessly into the smooth, giving walls of her nakedly quivering pussy. Her body trembled and shook before his cock, and gone now where the tender probing that had seemed so wonderful. Gone was the daze which had encompassed her mind and taken her to another world of ecstasy-she was suddenly plunged back to the reality of her subjugation and humiliation, and her anguish and pain returned with a vengeance as her thighs and buttocks felt as though they were being ripped apart by the hardened rod of flesh that was tunneling relentlessly into her virgin womb.
"Christ, is she tight!" Gary gasped. "Man, what a sweet little cunt she's got!"
Mr. Coren snapped the Polaroid crazily, barely able to wait the time required before shooting another, pulling one after another of the snapshots apart to look at the resultant picture. Perfect! Clean and sharp, every detail of his son's penis sunk half-way up inside the girl's tightly clenched little vagina!
Kathy squealed from the torture in her pussy, feeling that she'd never be able to take a penis in her like a woman was supposed to. She cried out for Gary to stop, helpless tears flooding again from her suffering eyes, but there was no respite. She tried to move forward to ease the pain, but found that she was stuck fast on the enormous hardness that was barely inside her tightly gripping orifice. His penis expanded before her desperate lunges of escape, and she felt the sudden shift of muscular loins as he crushed into her, and everything was swept before his plundering rod in one last brutal thrust forward.
She felt her hymen stretch wide and then snap in two like the thinly stretched rubber of a toy balloon, the blood from her virginal wound flowing from her once innocent vagina and trickling slowly down her inner thighs. She was being fucked! She wasn't a virgin any longer! She screamed out piteously, her face pushed into the cushions of the couch by the pressure from behind until she could hardly catch her breath. Her whole vaginal area was a seething, raw ache, and she fought back vainly, clenching the muscles of her inner thighs to keep the long hard shaft from imbedding itself any further, but her struggles only incited the young boy more. As her pussy constricted in a warm, fleshy glove around his prick, a protesting clasp against his unnatural invasion, his huge reddened penis throbbed from the squeezing it was getting and he thought that it would burst of its own accord before he was able to shoot out his cum!
"Aggggggg!" Kathy's loins ached horribly from the cruel, slavishly kneeling position she was being held in, and she tried to move, only to discover that no matter how she turned for relief, it only added to the pain billowing up from her ravished vagina. She thought about how her mother and the girl in the car had looked with their legs spread wide and giant male cocks sunk deep in their wide stretched cunts-how could they or any other female ever get pleasure from such overwhelming pain? She thought she was going to die from the unbearable pressure, and then she screamed once more, long and high:
"Ahhhhhhhhgggggggg!"
But young Gary Coren took no notice of her anguish, using his hands to slip her tortured buttocks back over the thickness of his cock, pumping his way into the smallest of cunts that he'd ever entered. But still that wasn't enough for the sadistic youth. He had to have more of this stuck-up little girl bent to his will, so he raised one hand as he continued the powerful lungings, and brought the flat of his palm down hard against her whitely quivering ass cheeks. The smack of flesh echoed like a pistol shot through the room, and Kathy's protesting squeal a second later shattered the quiet again.
"Come on, move that hot little cunt, baby!" he growled down at her nakedly sloping back, "Move it!"
The teenaged girl complied without hesitation, knowing that there was no turning back now. She started rotating her buttocks slightly with cautious experimentation, expecting more pain to be the result, but she was surprised and gratified to find that her cooperative undulations actually helped stretch her cunt enough to lessen her agony. So she increased her movements, grinding and twisting her ass back slavishly against his hard, driving penis as though she was glued to it.
"Come on, fuck back! Fuck your cunt back!" the boy hissed through his excitedly grinding teeth. "Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!" Kathy chanted over and over, bucking beneath his command, the sounds her mouth was making lost in the buffeting of her face in the cushion. With his forward lunges, his cock filling her newly stretched passage fully, he was bucking her forward with ass flattening strokes now, and she felt as though she was being plugged up back between her billowing thighs by a giant telephone pole. "Ohhhh! Oh ... oh ... ohhhhhh!"
Gary swept and rammed into her with growing franticness, and she could tell that he was thrusting more sadistically than ever now, and that made her mind burst with the lewd, prurient idea of what she must look like to his watching father, heaving and grunting beneath his son's lewdly stabbing penis. Her breath quickened along with her pulse as she realized that the first horrible spasms of pain were slowly passing to a stage where its presence in her totally-filled cunt was merely a slight discomfort to her, as if she had lost a large sized tampax in it during one of her periods ... but then, only moments later, the discomfort slowly filtered into something else as her shame-dazed mind continued to think about the way she was looking to the two men. In her mind's eye she could imagine the lust-gleaming contortions on her face, her lips opening and closing, half in torment, half in a curious kind of acceptance. The boy fucked into her from behind still harder and longer, and as he did so, Kathy found that that discomfort had decidedly changed now, to short electric tingles that were forever widening the narrow gulf between pain and pleasure. She shook her head, unwilling to believe what was occurring, but she was unable to shake away the unwanted, unthinkable desires which were now radiating faster and faster into her helplessly skewered vagina.
God! Her mind must have snapped from this horrible rape, because she now knew that she was beginning to want it! Nooo! But the jolts of lewd delight which surged through her every time Gary thrust his erect cock into her vagina refused to desist, and they grew and grew, proving to her that it was true: she was actually reveling in the fucking she was getting! God, yes! Yes! This was it! Somehow, she'd never thought it would happen to her, and only a few hours ago, she'd denied Gary and herself this sublime heaven! Damn, she'd been wrong! She'd been wrong about everything!
She panted and writhed more virulently now, hearing both father and son as they breathed harshly and hotly. Gary's cock was a huge, unrelenting miracle raging up inside her belly and hurting her, but making her tingle from the tips of her toes to the top of her skull. It was a dream ... a wonderfully delicious dream, and it was so beautiful, so goooooddddd!
"You're starting to like it now, baby!" Gary mocked behind her, seeing the change from agony to delight spreading across her features. "You like my cock in your cunt!"
"Yes!" came the muffled reply. "Oh, God yes!"
"Then tell me what you want," he ordered. "Call out what your little cunt wants the most!"
"Your cock! Your cock deep, deep inside me, Gary! Ohhhhh, fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Marcus Coren stared incredulously through the viewfinder of his camera at the lascivious sight, and shot a snap of his son's penis imbedded all the way up in Kathy's hotly clasping cunt, her hot, pink flesh gripping tightly around the very base of the shaft as if it never wanted to let go. His breath was bursting out, and his hands were shaking so bad that he wasn't sure he could take any more pictures, he was so excited now. He couldn't stand just watching, he had to join in, and be a part of the ravisliment of this lovely little teenage girl! With a growl of sheer lust, the man somehow held his boiling ferment in check long enough to attach a timer to the camera, and then place it on the coffee table, positioning it so that the lens aimed directly at the gaping, gasping mouth of the mindless girl. Yes ... he'd get one perfect picture of him and her, only one, but that would have to do. Once he started in on her, he knew he'd never be able to leave those delectable lips of hers until he'd cum in her mouth! He set the timer, and moved for her, fingering his stiff penis lightly with his fingers, feeling the heat of his urgency bursting like a raging storm out of control.
Kathy didn't notice that Gary's father had climbed on the couch until she felt his fingers fumbling with her chin, forcing her head up and making her steady herself on her elbows. Then she felt a spongy, wet sensation pressing against her lips, and she saw, to her horror, that right before her eyes, only inches away, was the lewdly throbbing head of another cock!
"Now it's my turn, Kathy," he grinned down at her desire-contorted face. "Suck it, suck my cock!"
Ripples of horror skyrocketed through her flesh as she stared at the man's lust-swollen rod, and she wanted to cry and gag as it jerked toward her mouth like some large arm coming from a dark pit of thick, bushy pubic hair.
"Suck it, I said!" Gary's father growled, unable to contain himself a moment longer. He'd tried to wait until his son had had his fill, but the sights and sounds of their nakedly smacking young bodies had worked his pulsing cock to where nothing but those virgin lips ovaled tightly around it would satisfy him. He flexed his loins, the slippery blunt head of his penis sliding across her tender cheek, leaving a thing, glistening trail of pre-cum, and then impatiently, he used his fingers to pry her vainly resisting mouth open. "Suck!"
At first, she did the only normal thing, and struggled, rolling her head from side to side in an effort to avoid taking the hardened penis into her mouth, but it was all in vain. He had her in too strong a grip, his one hand firmly gripping her jaw, the other levering his cock to her lips, and Gary, seeing the situation, assaulted her vagina with a sudden, especially powerful lunge, and she had to open her mouth to gasp out the explosion which had been caused in her body. The father plunged his penis all the way in, right to her throat.
Kathy gagged as his thick fleshy shaft filled her cheeks, her ovaled lips brushing the wiry hair of his pelvis, his testicles slapping against the wetness of her chin as she fought desperately for breath. On his first out-stroke, she was able to swell her lungs with air, and then he was back in her mouth again. Oh God help me ... she groaned crazily as the two Corens then began to pummel her helplessly sandwiched body between them. Once again, the mental vision of how she must look in her helplessness crossed her mind, and once again, it seemed to incite her. The desire deep inside her belly, loosened by the liquor and the previous hours experience, came to the fore, and she rolled her buttocks high up behind her in tiny, lewd circles, constricting her cuntal walls so that the hot, flashing pole of the boy's cock was squeezed hungrily up inside them. She wanted to exploit all of her subjugation to the fullest now, to saturate herself to the limit with ecstasy, for as the two cocks, of father and son, impaled her between them like one long skewer through a roast, the obscene agony overwhelmed every inch of her naked flesh. A strange, masochistic joy seemed to possess her with the ever increasing delights of Gary's thick cock absorbed deep in her pussy and his father's penis raping her hotly welcoming mouth, and she writhed between them, using her mouth and womb as gratefully accepting receptacles for their obscene, crazed lustings.
"Squeeze my balls!" Marcus Coren rasped down at her. "Take them gently in your hands and squeeze them!"
Kathy cupped the soft, semen-filled sac, sucking demonically as she did, not because she had been ordered to do so, but because she could no longer resist the temptation. Her head bobbed over his rod like a milking machine gone mad, the ecstatic pleasure of being as lewdly and shamefully used permeating her body into tantalizing submissiveness. She moaned around the throbbing cock in her mouth as it fucked relentlessly into her face, and she knew that at any moment it was going to begin pumping out loads of lewd white sperm until it spilled over her lips and ran down her chin in thin white trails. Instead of being revolted at the idea, Kathy was incensed more by it, and she thought of it as being the second finest thing which could happen to her, the first best thing being to feel the first male cum bubbling up into and almost bursting her now warmly receptive cunt.
In place of shame or guilt or agony was the wonderfully exciting desire for her whole body to be saturated in heated male sperm, until it swirled up inside her and spluttered out again in wildly flooding rivers of ecstasy. She wanted to be filled with it, to grovel in it, to swallow and absorb it until her pores veritablybled it. And she sucked insatiably at the hard prick in her mouth, swirling her tongue hungrily over the first cock she'd ever tasted, thrusting back her loins at the same time, against the more than willing Gary, opening her cunt muscles wide so she could get every fraction of his smoothly pistoning rod deep up inside her.
And then ... she got her wish!
At the same moment her own climax began to spiral from deep in her loins, the cock fucking her in her cunt jerked in warning and then spurted its cream-white liquid deep up into her salaciously quaking young belly, splashing violently against her cunt walls and then back out again to seep slowly down the still voraciously nibbling lips of her hair-lined little cunt. The boy's virile young cock jerked like a living thing inside her, making Kathy spasm forward, submerging the giant prick of his father in her wildly sucking mouth to its very hilt. Then, it too burst, with a sudden volcanic violence, flooding her mouth and throat with all the delicious pungency that she'd moments before only dreamed about. Her cheeks bloated outward like a rubber balloon as she desperately choked and gulped, trying to swallow all of the older man's cascading semen, clasping excitedly her lips into a tightly fitting ring about his throbbing shaft so she wouldn't lose a single drop of the precious male cum. But it was still more than she could take, and tiny escaping droplets trickled lewdly from the corners of her mouth and down her moisture-glistening chin. She lashed out her tongue in a last desperate sweeping motion to capture the thin, white cream back into her mouth as his collapsing penis pulled free from her lips with a slow, wet, sucking sound.
She ground her buttocks back savagely onto the still pumping cock in her cunt, and Gary's continual fucking set off her own orgasm. She felt her young and once innocent flesh explode in a fantastic shower of stars, racking her entire body with a great upheaval that sent her mind whirling and threatened to topple her over the side of the cough. She fell back after a moment, exhausted, the Corens sprawling on the floor and against the side of the couch, satiated and barely able to breath. Kathy's insides felt the consistency of melted pudding, and she raised a trembling hand and brushed the back of it across her mouth, wiping away an obscene trickle of semen, aware of the wetness of Gary's cum as it seeped warmly out from her sperm-flooded cunt and matted the curls of her soft blonde pubic hair to her inner thighs.
"Christ Almighty," Marcus sighed. "She's a natural fuck, Son!"
"That's for sure, Dad," Gary groaned. "One of the best pieces of ass I've ever had!"
Kathy lay back, her face buried from them as reality slowly returned to her. Now, with the heat of her tender young body no longer betraying her, she was torn with guilt and despair. She looked down at her ravaged, sperm-covered form, sick at the idea that she'd no longer be able to call herself a virgin, to go down the aisle when it came time to be married dressed in white as she'd always wanted. Her pussy and mouth throbbed with a dull continuous ache, and her flesh trembled and pulsed from the passions that she'd never known to have existed in her. Slowly, painfully, she rose and stood trembling on the carpet.
"Where do you think you're going?" Gary demanded with a growl.
"Th-the bathroom," she said, faltering. She stooped to pick up her clothes, but they were harshly snapped from her trembling fingers.
"Oh no, you don't," the boy snarled, hurtling the blouse and skirt away. "We're not finished with you yet."
"What's the matter, child?" Mr. Coren asked. "Didn't you enjoy it?"
"Yes," she had to admit. How could she deny it after the way she'd responded to them? "Yes, of course I did."
"Next time will be even better," the older man assured her, smiling with a contented, but expectant grin. "You'll see."
"I'm ... sure it will," she answered vaguely, trying to steady herself so she wouldn't fall. "I ... just want to go to ... freshen up, that's all."
"Sure, sure, go ahead," Gary said, waving his hand. "But hurry back. A girl with your talent shouldn't be wasted any more than's necessary!"
Blushing from the lewd compliment, the teenager stumbled to the bathroom, not wanting either of the males to feast their salacious gazes any more than necessary on her nakedly glistening flesh. Once in the bathroom, she hastily locked the door, and then sat down on the toilet for a long moment, trying to gather what was left of her mind. God, what had happened to her? Rape was one thing, and her humiliation and shame at having to submit to it was something she could have endured, but she couldn't understand how she'd allowed herself to have responded the way she had. She'd partaken of their savagery like a whore, and she didn't know what to do about it, what to think.
Kathy took a few deep, gasping breaths, and then went to the washbasin, looking in the mirror with horror. Her youthful, sweet face was marred by heavy, sex-filled lines and dark shadows, and she was positive that her disgrace was as plain as the sun itself. She grasped the sink to steady herself, her mind slipping. She couldn't go through with it again ... that was certain. She couldn't go back out to those two animals and submit to their depravities again, only to find that she ended up wanting them, crying as before to be fucked and to be filled with their lewd sperm instead of fighting them as she should. She grabbed a towel and wiped her eyes, moaning at the trap in which she'd placed herself. She had to get out of this house, she had to!
She paused with her hand on the lock, wondering where she could go now, even if she did break free from them. She was totally naked, without clothes or money ... There was only one place left, and that was back home. Did she dare? Yes, because if nothing else, her loss of control now made Kathy aware that she'd been wrong. What had happened to one had happened to the other, and her mother had only fallen prey to Uncle Roger in the same manner that she'd become sex-mad with Gary and his father. They were both perverted and mean, but at least she understood and accepted the situation easier now, having tasted the bitter fruit of seduction, and she no longer could harbor any anger or resentment or hurt. With that resolve, she opened the door and walked down the hall. She didn't head back to the living room, but went the other way, toward the front door.
"Hey!" Gary yelled, standing up and startled. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Leaving," she said with all the courage she could muster.
"Oh no, you're not," he snarled, and lunged after her. Kathy glimpsed his beady, cruel eyes, and she sensed with horror his unmistakable gaze on her breasts and her soft, wet buttocks and cunt. "You're staying here and fuck some more!"
"No!" She turned, fired with the single desire to run ... run ... ! Gary was almost at her heels, but then she was at the front door, wrenching it open.
"Get her, Son!" she heard behind her, and then she was past the porch, running with bare feet down the crushed oyster-shell path, her breasts jiggling wildly, and her lungs threatening to burst. She was sped on by the knowledge of what would happen to her if she was caught. She was without clothing, without pride, clad only in terror, and her legs felt as if made of rubber as she coursed up the street to her house, hoping that she could get away....
"Damn, she's a fast little bitch!" Gary panted at the door of the house. He stood there, wondering if he should pursue the nude girl as she dashed away. "Look at her tits bob!"
His father was right behind him, anger darkening his face. "She'd rather run through the streets bare-assed than stay here with us. God damn her."
"We could run after her."
"No, let her go. I'm not about to be picked up for indecent exposure, my cock and balls flapping in the air."
"Well ... what are we going to do, Dad? Suppose she tells her mother what we did to her?"
Marcus turned back toward the living room. "I don't think she will," he said. "She's not the type, being as proud as she is." Then a slight, evil grin began to twist his lips cruelly. "But I've an idea that we might spill the beans about tonight."
"I don't understand," Gary said, frowning. "You want more of that little girl, don't you."
"Well, sure I do."
"And I do, too. I'd also like to get my cock inside her mother while the old man's out of town, and now that I know that she fucks other men, I think I might be able to do it. With the pictures I took."
"You mean--? "
"Right. I'd planned to put them in my album along with the others I've collected for my private amusement, but seeing how Kathy's acted toward us, I think perhaps her mother should have a good look at them, too. Then we'll tell her that unless she's cooperative, her stupid husband might just get them as well."
"Blackmail!" Gary whispered, shutting the door. "Of all the rotten plots you've ever thought up, Dad, this one's the worst. Great! When do we do it?"
"Tomorrow morning, before the situation has time to cool, and they're both still vulnerable."
"Hot damn," came the soft cackling agreement, "I can hardly wait ... ."
The pretty Kathy Hess was oblivious to the home, intent only on reaching the safety and obscene threat to her future as she neared her comfort of her bed. The lights were now out, indicating that her mother and uncle had finished their adulterous lovemaking for the night, and were asleep. Thankful for the respite, she stumbled through the front door she'd left ajar in her flight earlier, biting her lower lip and clenching her fists as a wave of nausea passed over her. She made it to her bedroom without being caught, quickly closed the door and sprawled on the bed, too battered and lost to even pull the covers over her. She stared up at the ceiling, feeling almost drowsy from her exertion and the aftermath of her terror, and her brain counteracted the terrible anguish she felt with a defensive mechanism of warm lethargy.
After a few minutes, she succumbed to the waves of drowsiness and drifted into a fitful, restless sleep.