Chapter 2
Gary had never fucked a virgin ass. Or a virgin anything for that matter and as he and Doug had held Carrie in place, taking a tit feel when possible and watching Ash make her fuck him, he was anything but calm. He was eager to get his rocks off, too. The sooner the better, so when Ash pulled away he was eager to take his place.
Of Carrie's feelings on the matter, he gave them absolutely no thought at all. Him and Ash had decided long ago that she might do so work around the place to appease Pa, but they were going to fuck her. Their style.
Growing up as they had with Pa for an example, they had naturally developed a taste for the rougher trade. Pa had tried not at all to conceal his treatment of their mother. In fact, if she was in a feisty mood, he actually invited them in to watch him whip her then fuck her as they gazed on.
Carrie didn't move to Gary's instructions. Not because she was defying him, she plain and simple didn't hear him. She was too caught up in what she had just experienced to notice something as insignificant as another person. She had naturally heard of sex. Heard it was fantastic. Great. And all that. But never had she imagined that she'd feel so... overwhelmed, stimulated, totally caught up in lust.
Especially what she didn't understand was her reaction to the pain she had suffered prior to and even during the act itself. As Ash pulled away she had no doubts that her body was more than aching. It hurt like hell. But there was something else too. Something that was undefined that she was trying to decide, but it illusively evaded her conscious mind.
But her conscious mind and her body were quickly and quite effectively brought back to the real world when Gary got impatient and used his own belt on her already aching tits.
"Aagagghhaaa... aaaahh."
"I told you to get your damned ass in the air, cousin. Now move it before I beat your damned tits off your fucking body. Roll it over. Now!"
Gary had her total attention, if not her body's compliance, as his words finally penetrated her befuddled brain.
Her ass?
What the hell did he want her ass for? She looked at him. No doubt about it, he had a hard cock. It was sticking out of his jeans. So what the hell did he want her ass in the air for?
But she was long past the point of questioning anything her cousins said. She painfully rolled over, got her knees under her to keep her tits off the floor, and raised her ass up like he wanted. For whatever his reason.
Maybe he just wanted to look at unmarked flesh as he fucked her doggie style, which of course she had heard of from the other girls at school. And with the entire front of her hurting, she even silently thanked Gary for his consideration of her pain and even arched her back to make his entry easier.
"Looks like she's finally learning to obey, Ash."
"I wouldn't bank on it Gary. I don't think she understands what you plan."
"You can't fucking be serious?"
"I am. Just to make sure, why don't you tell her."
Gary hunched his shoulders, as if saying that if you insist, but no one can be that dumb, but did as Ash said anyway. "That's it, cousin. Keep that ass nice and high for my cock. I like nothing better than a tight asshole to ream out with my pisser."
Asshole?
Pisser?
Cock?
No, he couldn't mean... to fuck her ass with his cock. Could he?
"Wwhhatt... ahh where?"
"Your asshole, cousin. Your shitter. Your backdoor. Brownie. And my cock."
All doubts vanished in an instant and she envisioned her tiny orifice being stretched by Gary's massive cock.
"Aaoohhh nnnooo... nnnooo." On hands and knees she began to crawl away from his insane words and possible actions. But it was a futile effort as Ash and Doug each grabbed a moving arm and pulled her back onto the floor as she quickly lowered her legs, too.
"Get your ass back in the air, slut, or I'll beat it until you can't sit for a damned week or more."
"Nnnoooo... that's disgusting immoral... dirty no. No!"
Again she tried to pull away from the other two who held her. And again she couldn't manage to overcome their combined strength as again she found herself with two men sitting on her arms. Only this time she was face down. And ass up.
She heard the now familiar whistle of leather slicing through air and knew it was heading for her unprotected ass. She squirmed, driving splinters into her abused tits, stomach and mound as she tried to avoid its landing.
She failed miserably as again the leather cracked and this time her ass registered the liquid pain and she screamed.
"I'll beat it just like Ash did your tits and pussy until you raise it and offer it to me. It's your choice, cousin."
The whistle, the sound and the pain came to her again and again. Her entire body was in flames of pain as she tried to avoid the landing leather. All she succeeded in doing was to get her back, hips and legs struck for her valiant, if useless, efforts until again she had to surrender to one of her cousin's demands.
Carrie wiggled her knees under her prostrate body and slowly raised her ass for Gary and his strap. But like Ash, he was not content with her movements.
"Beg me to whip and fuck your ass, cousin, or I'll do it all damned day and still fuck it."
All of her pride was gone. It had left as the pain built. "WWwhhiippp mmmmmmmmmmmyyy aaah assss thenn aaaaaahh fuccckkk ittttt plleaseee."
Two more landed. "Where do you want my cock? Tell me."
"Iiiiee waaannttt ahh your coccckk upppp myyy asss... ahhhh pllleassse ahhh fucckk myyy assss."
To show her sincerity in her plea, she even managed to wiggle it as two more landed and he set his strap aside and she felt him press into her battered hinny. The course hair of his groin felt like sandpaper to her tenderized flesh as he pressed in even closer and she felt his cock slid down her recently opened cunt. And for a moment she thought he would fuck her there.
"Now for some ass."
So much for hopeful wishing, she thought as she felt him slid up her crease and jab the head of his cock into her wrinkled flesh that had never had anything go in it. She wasn't real thrill to think what came out of it, but she was damned fearful as to what was going to go into it.
Gary pushed and she felt him enter her just a fraction of an inch. A fraction of fire. His cock felt like a knife. A dull, cutting knife that was tearing her apart and she tried again to crawl away from the pain.
That earned her the strap to her back, a pinched tit, a slap across the side of her head and a painful three inches of cock in her asshole. She screamed at every assault. But it did her no good as another three inches stretched, pulled and hurt her asshole as Ash used her hanging tit as a piece of putty. Painful putty, until she again felt wirey hair pressed into her beaten ass.
She screamed even more when he pulled out. It felt like he was pulling her inside out. Painfully, inside out as she retreated as he did.
"That's it, Carrie. Fuck Gary's cock. Fuck him," came from Ash who leaned down to look in her eyes as his hand remained painfully attached to her aching, strapped tit.
"Obey me, Carrie, or I'll pull your fucking tit right off your body."
She fucked Gary's cock up her ass. She totally believed Ash's threat. But it was more than his threat. For some asinine reason, she wanted to obey him. Had to obey him. No matter how it hurt her to do so.
It was weird, strange and unexplainable, but when she moved back and forth on Gary's cock, something again happened inside her. She doubted it at first, but after a few strokes she could not deny what she was feeling.
She was feeling pleasure as Gary's cock entered and left her asshole, as Ash's hand pinched and pulled her tits, as Doug dug his fingers in and out of her swampy cunt. It didn't make sense, but she was com...
"Aahhhhh yeeessssa hhhhh a fuuuuckkk mmmeee ahhh fuuuckkk myyy assss I'mmmm ahhh commmminnnggggggg."
She was. She really was coming from being ass fucked and manhandled by her three cousins as she drove her hips back and forth on Gary's cock, as Ash twisted the shit out of her tits. She was fucking coming. Her ass was clamping down and opening around the hunk of pumping flesh up her ass as his groin spanked her beaten ass.
Gary was groaning as much as she was and suddenly she felt a hot liquid splash her ass and she was coming even harder than before as her cousins took her to heaven and beyond.
"Gary you're finished, now get out of her. It's fucking my turn to fuck her. Maybe I can keep her mouth quiet for a damned minute."
"Think you'll blast your balls in a minute, Doug? Don't you have any consideration for cousin Carrie? Maybe she'll like sucking cock as much as one in her pussy or ass."
"Ash, would you lay the fuck off? You fucked her, it's my turn. Help he get her up. That floor don't look none too clean."
"Since when have you noticed dirt, Douggie? You look like you rolled in it."
"I told you, I have to walk twenty fucking miles when the damned truck broke. And I had to listen to her yap all the damned way here. It's time for it to be put to a better use."
"Right you are, baby brother. But if I were you, I'd take it real slow. Sucking ain't all a mouth can do to a cock."
"She wouldn't dare bite me."
"Care to wager on it, Doug? Say your cock?"
"Got a point there, Ash. What'll we do?"
"Well, so far it's taken pain to make her see. Don't see why we should change things."
"Right. Why don't you take these and see if you can keep her intentions on the straight and narrow," as he took out a pair of pliers he had used to fix the truck from his pocket and gave them to Ash.
"Should do the trick. Let's get her up. Pa'll have our asses if we don't get some work done today."
"Right. I'm always the one rushed."
"Like I said, next time be born first. Gary, get your cock out of her. You're all fucked out."
"Aahh yea, sure, Ash."
Carrie missed his cock when he pulled it out of her. Just as she had missed Ash's in her pussy. But it did feel good to curl up on the floor and take a rest. God, was she ever tired.
"On your knees, bitch, and get my cock down your fucking throat."
Carrie looked up at Doug and again she didn't believe what she thought she had heard. Her pussy, yea. And OK, maybe even her ass. But her mouth around a cock?
No damned way. "Aah go fuck offffff."
"My intentions. Now get your mouth around it and suck."
"No... uck."
"Get on your knees, Carrie. Do it, now!"
If she had learned nothing else since her arrival, it was to obey Ash's every word. She struggled up to her knees. "He ahh he can fuck my aah pusssy or aah ass, but I'm not going to takke him in aah my mouth, Ash. I can't. I just can't."
"OK, then take this instead," as he brought Doug's pliers to her left tit and squeezed them shut around her swollen nipple, flattening it.
She screamed and brought her hands to his to try to pull it away from her.
"I'll squeeze them until you move your damned hands away, Carrie. The choice is yours. Move your hands or wear the pliers for the rest of your life."
Every survival instinct she had told her to pull his hands and the pliers away. But logic forced her hands to her sides as she shook with the pain of what he was doing to her tit.
"Well, Douggie, what are you waiting for? That is one damned opened mouth if I ever saw one."
Doug wasn't all that sure that the bitch wouldn't just for the hell of it bite his cock. But like Carrie and Gary, he did what Ash said and put his cock in her mouth.
"Now, Carrie, listen real good. You are going to suck Doug's cock real good. Because if you don't I'll use these some more," as he finally released the pliers from her tit.
She suddenly decided that she wanted nothing else in the world but to suck Doug's cock as Ash brushed the pliers over her aching tits. She shivered as her tongue came into contact with its first cock as Ash roamed her heaving tits with the pliers. Over the top of the left one, underneath the right, across both pulsating tips as her throat got its introduction to cock flesh.
She gagged as Doug forced his cock down her throat, but she instantly opened it as she felt the steel ends of the pliers surround her left nipple. Cock down her throat sounded wonderful to her at that moment. Doug's hands pulling her hair felt fantastic, at least compared to the cold metal sliding over her beaten and sensitive tits.
"Play with his balls, Carrie. Make him feel good."
She brought her hands to his hanging balls and caressed them like they were the crowned jewels of the world as goose bumps formed on her tits as the pliers passed over them again and again, stopping every once in a while at her straining crests.
"Suck, Carrie. Make Doug come down your throat. Swallow every drop. Suck."
She sucked like her life depended on it. Maybe it did, but again something was happening to her body. Maybe it was Ash's whispering in her ear. Or the threat of the pliers to her tits. Or maybe it was plain and simple lust. Whatever the cause, she found herself liking what she was doing.
Doug's cock was growing in her mouth and throat and a special scent was filling her nostrils as she felt her pussy leak just as Doug's cock was doing. She felt him twitch inside her. Felt herself give a responsive twitch. Felt Ash begin to close the pliers around her nipple, and then everything happened at once.
Doug's cock exploded in her throat. Her clit gave it's own coming response. And Ash clamped the pliers on her nipple. She screamed, not knowing if it was in pain or passion. His goo tickled her throat and she was gagging.
"Swallow it, Carrie. All of it."
She sucked it back out of her nose and swallowed as even more filled her mouth and throat as her body quivered and quaked on the floor as the pliers came together, her nipple trapped between the opposing sides and she came even harder. Doug's hands tightened around her hair and pulled some out by the roots, and still she just knelt there and come like she had invented it for all times.