Chapter 7
Hank's hands slid down the girl's rigid trembling back as he crushed her soft, pliant body against his big brawny physique.
His heavily muscled, hairy chest mashed her tits flat, and he dug his fingers into her high, dimpled buns, squeezing them hard.
Slowly, lasciviously, he humped his hips to and fro, sliding his huge, rigid cock between their bellies.
Sheila gave a muffled sob, feeling the heavy dong sandwiched between their stomachs, her head dizzy with conflicting emotions.
There were sounds coming from behind them as Riff and Otis stripped to the skin, leaving their masks on only.
The two studs strode forward into the light. Riff had a lean, streamlined body, smooth and deeply tanned. Soft tufts of light brown hair surrounded his thick, pulsating eight inch cock.
Otis was a truly massive individual. Towering over the others at six foot three, he weighed two hundred and fifty pounds of solid muscle.
His brawny chest was huge, with great pectoral slabs and fanning lats, a tapered, solid waistline and massively thick thighs.
From between his legs sprouted a humongous, king-sized tool, a foot long and gnarled with pulsating bluish veins.
Riff and Otis came forward and each of them grabbed one of Sheila's arms. Ian released her then, and began to strip down, too.
The two brawny studs forced Sheila to lie down on the cold, dusty floor, squatting down and holding her down.
Hank straddled her waist and sat on her belly.
He fisted his fat ramrod and began to lewdly slap it back and forth, whacking her tits with the hefty meatiness.
He sandwiched the thick horsedick between the succulent, satiny globes of her knockers and squeezed them together.
Slowly, lasciviously, he began to fuck her cleavage, punching his long, thick dick back and forth.
He snapped his fingers around the tips of her throbbing, crimson nipples and squeezed harder and harder, twisting and plucking the rivets of flesh away from Sheila's body.
Sheila arched her back as needles of pain sliced through her tits, little dry sobs rasping in her throat, tears stinging her eyes.
Her senses were reeling. She was no longer thinking rationally. She was just riding along on the waves of sensation which crashed through her trembling, vulnerable body.
Ian strode forward, stark naked. He had a tall, muscular body, and in the honeyed lantern light it glowed tawnily like polished mahogany.
His nine inch pecker thrust out in front of him meatily, a purplish, incredibly thick staff with a fat, pulpy knob.
Ian dropped down on his knees, kicking Sheila's legs apart. He ran his strong black hands up her trembling thighs and stuck his thick fingers into the deep, tight cleft of her vagina.
He squelched his fingers between the soft, delicate petals of her labia, poking two fingers into the chasm.
Then, he wormed his wrist back and forth hard, jabbing his hand forward until two fingers slid all the way up inside of her.
He felt Sheila's body jerk as sharp pains cut through her. Savagely, the black stud rammed his hand back and forth, back and forth, frigging her with his thick, long fingers.
He inserted a third finger, and finally, a forth, fucking her hot, tight twat with them until her body was writhing and jerking in response.
Sheila felt sharp pains shooting through her loins as she was brutally frigged by the black stud.
But through the pain a wave of unwitting, illicit pleasure was beginning to seep, sweeping through her, making the walls of her tight, constricting vagina grow moister and hotter.
Soon, Ian's fingers were squelching in and out of her hot, tight tunnel.
Otis leaned over and grabbed a coil of rope which was lying on the floor nearby.
He quickly lashed the end of it around Sheila's wrist. Standing up, he tied the rope about a metal clasp on the wall and used a knife to slice through the excess rope, which he tossed to Riff. Riff did the same with Sheila's other wrist, so she was bound by the hands to the walls of the shack.
Hank clambered off of her, and Otis scrambled forward. He reached down, grabbing the tape which covered her mouth.
Otis said in a deep, menacing voice, "You make one sound when I take this tape off, slut, and you're dead!"
He ripped the tape off roughly, and Sheila winced, choking back a sob, her face white as a sheet.
The hulking, six foot three athlete straddled her head and slowly lowered his hefty, baseball sized balls toward her face.
"Suck my balls, slut! Suck those fuckin' nuts!" he ordered thickly.
Sheila looked up at the huge, wrinkly, hairy nuts which were coming swiftly down upon her face.
Swiftly, she tilted her head back and puckered her lips. She realized that the best thing for her to do at this point was to cooperate. The sooner she got these rapists' balls off the better.
The sweaty testicles pressed down on her soft, sensuous lips and she nibbled and sucked at them hungrily. His hot, pungent, masculine aroma and flavor made her head spin, and unwittingly, she felt a flush of excitement course through her.
She shot out her tongue, laving it back and forth across each testicle, feeling them tighten and thicken with spunk as she sucked and licked at them.
She dipped her tongue beneath the scrotum and whisked it back and forth.
Otis gave a husky moan of satisfaction, mashing his big wet balls down on her face lewdly and pumping his hefty foot long pecker with his hand.
"Yeah, lick 'em good, slut! Lick 'em!" he grunted thickly.
Riff and Hank bent down on either side of the hot, trembling slut. They each grabbed hold of one of her ballooning breasts, manipulating it between their fingers, scraping their thumbs over the turreting nipples.
Hank bent down and sucked the ripe nipple in his mouth. Riff did the same. The two jocks began to suck avidly at the kidnapped, trussed up girl's nubbins, flailing their tongues back and forth as they tasted her sweet, feminine flesh.
Otis fisted his fat, thick boner and hunched down, sliding a hand beneath Sheila's head.
He jerked her head up and said huskily, "O.K., slut, now suck my dick! And suck it good!"
Sheila gazed fearfully at the bat-sized prong which he twisted down until it was pointing into her face. It was the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on!!
With a little whimper, she parted her succulent, juicy lips, opening her jaws as wide as she could.
She gave a strangled gasp as Otis quickly inserted the fat, drooling tip of his cock between her teeth, digging his finger cruelly into her hair, and began to pump his hefty boner in and out of her mouth.
His cock was so big he could only fit the first couple of inches of it inside of her mouth.
But Otis liked the way her lips curled around his throbbing dickhead. He twitched his big truncheon in her mouth, loving the way her tongue swirled around his pulpy corona, dipping into his piss slit and whisking away the pre-come that oozed from it.
Ian and Hank took this as a cue to begin to get a little rough. They bit down hard on the poor, unsuspecting slut's bulbous nipples, chomping the aching rivets of flesh hard, worrying. them back and forth and tugging them away from her body.
Hot rushes of pain coursed through her as the studs chewed on her nipples cruelly, their strong teeth nearly drawing blood.
Her eyes bulged and she made strangled attempts to scream, but Otis' massive mauler clogged her mouth, and she had enough trouble regulating her breathing with his lusty thrusts.
Ian slid down Sheila's body while his buddies took care of her tits and mouth. He blew hot air on. the soft lambent fuzz which lined her pouting mons.
He thrust out his tongue and laved her hot cunt, sliding his tongue between the tender folds of flesh and tasting her sweet feminine flavors.
He ferreted out her clitoris with the tip of his tongue and strummed it, feeling her body jerk and writhe in response.
As he sucked her pussy, he pumped his fist up and down the length of his rigid ten inch black prong, getting it good and hard.
He sat up suddenly, his eyes gleaming through the slits in his mask.
He gripped hold of Sheila's legs, spreading them wide, exposing the glistening jewels of her pink inner vaginal area.
Hunching his tight ass forward, he guided the thick, fat mushroom-shaped knob between the soft, delicate folds of her vaginal lips.
He sighed as he felt the succulent mouth to her love tunnel clutch the purplish dickmeat, and dug his fingers into her sides hard.
With a grunt of salacious desire, Ian rammed his hips forward with all his might.
His ten inch penis slammed up inside of Sheila's moist, quivering thighs, squelching deeply inside of her until the fat crown battered against her cervix.
Sheila arched her back, her eyes bulging, her face changing colors rapidly as an explosion of agony tore through her loins.
The brutal black jock had rammed his enormous cudgel up inside of her with one powerful stroke, stretching her creamy cuntal walls impossibly, stuffing her chock full of his heavy, pulsating manmeat.
Ian grunted and said huskily, "Shit, she's tight and hot up there!"
He began to slam his pelvis lustily up and down, skewering her on his huge, pungent ramrod, fucking her as hard and fast as he could.
Riff and Hank released her tits and scooted up so that they were on either side of her head, watching as Otis force-fed her his big meaty member.
They jerked on their own hefty peckers as they watched.
Otis drew back suddenly, and his huge twelve inch ramrod smacked up against his belly with a moist popping sound, gleaming with Sheila's saliva.
Sheila coughed and gave a sobbing moan as Ian continued to drive his big black dick in and out of her tormented pussy with sledgehammer strokes.
Riff and Hank shuffled forward, pushing their fat, thick peckers over Sheila's wet lips, rubbing the hefty prongs against her soft, sensuous mouth.
"Lick these dicks, slut! Lick 'em good!" Hank ordered thickly.
Sheila moaned, but obediently swished out her tongue, darting it back and forth, stroking the tip of first one fat cock and then the other.
Her hot, whisking tongue flailed seductively over the bloated glans of each dick, and as Otis pushed his huge member down again, she was taking turns licking all three dicks at once.
The men watched as her hot tongue and puckered, crimson lips wantonly swirled over their hefty members, and their bellies tightened with lust.
Ian pulled back suddenly, sliding his huge, dripping pecker out of her quivering pussy chasm. It whipped up against" his belly moistly. He was panting with lust, his dark muscular body gleaming with sweat.
Otis gave a grunt, moving down until he was crouched on his knees between Sheila's legs.
"I'm gonna plug the bitch's asshole," the big, dumb Okie said thickly.
He grabbed Sheila's legs beneath the knees and roughly shoved them forward.
In order to help him, Ian grabbed one of her ankles while Riff grabbed the other, and they bent the blonde beauty's body forward.
Otis dug his thumbs into the soft, smooth lobes of her buttocks, slowly peeling them back to reveal the quivering pink rosette of her delicate, unviolated anus.
It was small and wrinkly and red.
Otis grinned wolfishly behind his mask and hefted up his enormous foot long truncheon, guiding it forward until the fat, wet tip mashed up against the tiny orifice.
His cock was truly gargantuan, and properly belonged on a horse or a donkey. He mashed it tightly against the opening to her rectum and bent forward, bracing himself by planting his hands on the floor on either side of the trussed up helpless girl.
"She's gonna scream when I fuck her ass," he said huskily, "so you better gag the bitch!"
Hank grabbed up the tattered remains of Sheila's panties and leaned forward.
"Open your mouth, slut!" he ordered thickly.
Choking back a terrified sob, Sheila opened her mouth. He forced the wadded material inside, and taped her mouth shut again.
Sheila's eyes rolled back and forth in terror. She felt the pressure of Otis' mammoth mauler against her rectal orifice.
It felt as though he were punching his fist against her rectum. She couldn't believe how impossibly enormous it felt. Cold terror turned her veins to ice, and her senses whirled.
Otis gave a low, lewd guffaw, tensing the muscles in his big, bull-like body, and grunted thickly as he humped his pelvis forward hard.
Briefly, her tender, clenching sphincter muscle resisted the huge object which attempted to ram its way inside of her virginal bunghole.
But finally, it gave way and stretched and stretched and stretched to accommodate the enormous proportions of the incredibly over-sized tool.
Sheila's head jerked forward, her eyes bugging violently, her face turning beet red and then chalk white. She made horrible noises in her throat as she tried to scream, her body writhing and bucking violently.
Otis grunted as he felt the tight, sheath-like silkiness of her hot, clenching rectum squelch around his big, rock-hard root.
He pumped his hips forward hard, ramming inch after inch of his pecker deep into her guts until his wiry pubes were mashed against her translucent buttocks.
He groaned in satisfaction, feeling the incredibly stretched sphincter muscle snap snugly around the base of his pulsating, enormous truncheon. All twelve inches were encompassed by the satiny insides of her trembling body.
He humped his body back, letting about half of his cock slide moistly out, and then pounded forward hard, slamming up to the hilt inside of her once more.
Sheila's body jerked forward as he pounded into her, and she gave another strangled shriek.
Otis grunted in pleasure, fucking his hips back and forth, his big muscular body gleaming with sweat.
"Yeah! She's got a hot, tight fuckin' ass! Real hot and tight! I think I'm gonna shoot my wad up this hot bitch's guts!"
He began to pound into her lustily, ramming his mauler in and out, in and out of her deep, hot funnel.
As he sodomized the sobbing, twitching, tied up blonde, Ian slid his hands down the front of Sheila's body and inserted two fingers in her moist, dripping cunt, frigging her lewdly, driving the digits all the way up inside of her and stretching them apart.
Riff and Hank squeezed and twisted her bouncing boobs, catching her aching nipples between their forefingers and thumbs and squeezing them hard as they watched her expressions of mingled agony and horror.
"Oh, YEAH! UNH, UNH, UNH!" Otis grunted thickly, pounding his huge, thick prong deeper and harder and faster into her bowels. "I'M GONNA SHOOT! OH, FUCKIN' YEAH!! I'M CUMMIN'!! I'M CUMMIN! BITCH! TAKE IT! YAAAAAAARRRRGH!"
He slammed his huge horsedick deeply into the girl's agonized guts and began to shoot.
Sheila sobbed, feeling the first thick, scalding jets of his jism spurt deep into her intestines. The gushing, heavy cum spattered again and again from Otis' twitching, virile balls, and the force of his lusty orgasm, together with the finger fucking she was getting from Ian, unwittingly triggered her own orgasm.
Her body jerked violently and she gave a humiliated moan as waves of incredible pleasure swept through her. Hot explosions burst in her cunt and her juices gushes over Ian's probing fingers.
Rockets went off behind her eyes and her senses whirled.
Otis sat back on his haunches, panting lustily.
His twelve inch cock slid slowly out of her guts with a moist popping sound, flopping down between his legs like an elephant's trunk.
Hank quickly slid down and rolled his heavy, muscular, hairy body on top of Sheila.
He reached down, maneuvering his big, thick dick against the mouth of her cunt and stuck it in.
Sheila's loins were still twitching in the throes of a violent multiple orgasm, and as the heavy, hot, thick dick slipped up inside of her oozing, heated slit, her body shuddered and bucked with wanton pleasure.
Hank hammered his hips back and forth as hard and fast as he could, fucking her tight, clenching hole with all his might.
His ten inch truncheon battered in and out of her tight, twitching cunt, making her body jerk violently back and forth, her hefty tits bobbing up and down.
He fucked her long and hard until she was beginning to writhe and twitch in the throes of a second mind-boggling orgasm.
Then he pumped his cock back and forth in a frenzy of vigorous movement, uttering a low, savage bellow as he spilled his hot seed into the poor, bound-up, terrified blonde's ravaged womb.
Hank rolled his big sweaty, heaving body off of Sheila, his cock still twitching and oozing with come.
Ian climbed on and fucked her again for a long time until the big black stud had shot his thick wad.
Sheila was all tender and sore inside, and it hurt like hell to have the big stud ram his ten inch horsedick in and out of her so brutally.
Finally, he shot his thick load, soothing her chafed flesh, but before she had time to recover her breath, Riff clambered or. top, inserting his thick eight inch dick in her hole and pumping it in and out as hard and fast as he could, churning his his hips rapidly to and fro as he fucked her sopping, overflowing pussy.
Soon, all four studs had shot their thick wads into one or the other of her aching, incredibly distended orifices, and Sheila lay moaning and twitching on the floor while the four panting, sweating jocks stood around catching their breath.
Their dicks were soon expanding again however, and before long, were as hard as before.
Hank took the tape off of Sheila's mouth and yanked out the sodden panties with which he had gagged her.
Then, the sobbing, terrified slut was forced to suck each big, massive masculine manmeat until a hot, thick squirting load of come was blasted down her throat.
Each stud shot nearly an ounce of manjuice down her gulping gullet, so that when she had finished sucking them all off, her belly was heavy with semen.
Then, the men taped up her mouth again, untied her, spreading her face down on the dirt.
They nailed stakes into the floor and tied her hands and legs to them so that she was spread-eagled on the floor before them.
Hank's eyes gleamed with wild lust. He loped out to the car and returned with a thick leather black snake whip which he had bought for the occasion.
Standing over her, his legs planted far apart, he drew the whip back and brought the thick, braided leather lash snaking through the air.
It bit deeply into her soft, marshmallow-like buttocks, making Sheila's body jerk violently as red hot pain tore through her.
They had gagged her again, and her screams were forced back into her throat as he brought the whip down again and again.
The loud lashing sounds echoed through the shack, getting louder and louder, faster and faster as Hank grunted and whipped her ass with all the brute strength he could muster.
The muscles in his sweating, brawny body bulged with exertion and he grunted, saliva spraying between his clenched teeth, each time he brought the whip down across her tender, lacerated buns.
Sheila's head was reeling as sheer agony tore through her. Her ass felt as though it was on fire.
Her whole body jerked and twisted frantically as the cruel strand of leather tore into her again and again.
After a while, Hank passed the whip on to Otis, and the big, brawny Okie whipped her even harder than Hank had done.
Each drunken jock took his turn, and when they were through, Sheila's tender ass was a mass of angry red welts.
When they were through, the guys went to the car and got out a six pack of beer which they brought back and guzzled as they stared down at her shivering, twitching body.
They untied her hands and legs, flipped her over and tied her up again, so that her succulent tits and juicy, oozing pussy were revealed.
Her face was streaked with tears, and her eyes had a dull, glazed look of shock and exhaustion.
The four studs downed their beers, standing over her, their long limp cocks glistening with her juices and with saliva.
Then, they took turns pissing on her, their hot urine splashing over her sloping breasts and down into all of her comely crevices and over her face and hair.
She was completely humiliated.
With this dastardly act, their vicious ritual was complete.
Leaving the completely ravaged girl lying helplessly on the ground, they got dressed again, clambered back into their Chevy chuckling coarsely, and drove back to their dorm to celebrate.
That was Hank Dubloon's first experience with sadism. He was so turned on by it that never again was he able to get his rocks off unless fear, torture and domination were part of the sexual ritual...