The first man had excited her a little but this man was making her pussy juices hotter than they’d ever been.
She would have moved against him if he hadn’t threatened her. She couldn’t control the heat of her body. Her nipples were hard and aching and she wished someone would lick them.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Oh God, what’s happening to me?”
“Look at her,” a man said. “Look at her move.”
“Now she’s starting to act like a whore should. Look at her moving her ass. She’s loving his prick.”
She was loving his prick. She wouldn’t have denied that. She loved the delicious length of it as he slammed into her. Most of all she loved the way he treated her. Never before had she felt so completely at a man’s mercy and power.
“Oh,” she moaned. “I’m coming. I’m going to come! Oh, I AMMMMMMM!”
A moment later she felt his huge prick expand, and then his thick cum was spurting into her. He kept pounding her until she thought she was going to pass out. She felt his sticky jism against her thighs and on her legs. He took his cock out, placed it against her belly, and let the last spurt run down her stomach.
“Sweet fuck,” he said.
She was exhausted. The two men had worn her put and she looked with alarm at the third man coming toward her. He was already naked and his thick cock jutted out from between his legs.
“No,” she said. “I’m tired. Please not any more.”
“Fuck you,” the man said.
He stretched out on the bed with touching her.
“Get on top,” he said.
“I don’t know what you mean,” she said.
This time he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head across to him.
He kissed her lips brutally and probed into her mouth with his tongue.
He pushed her back.
“I mean I want you on top,” he said. “Ride me. Ride me like a horse.”
“No,” she whispered. “I couldn’t.”
“You will,” he said. “Or I’m going to beat the fuck out of you.”
She knew be meant what be said. She crawled on top of him and sat up across his lap. She took his jutting cock in her hand and guided it up into her sore pussy.
“That’s it, baby,” he said. “Now ride me like a horsie. Make me come.”
She started bouncing up and down but it wasn’t enough to suit him. He reached up and grabbed her titties and started squeezing them hard. His fingers pinched her nipples.
“Faster, baby,” he said. “You’ll never make me come that way. Ride me faster.”
He was hurting her and she tried to bounce her. His big prick was already starting to throb inside, of her. She could feel the big cock-head expanding. He relaxed his grasp on her titties but he continued to knead them.
“Sweet pussy,” he moaned. “I like a sweet, riding pussy! Do me good, baby, do me good!”
He grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her down across him as his cock spurted his cum into her. She continued to grind her pussy against him until he was depleted. She fell away from him, too tired move.
She didn’t took up as she felt another cock sliding into her cunt and a man’s weight fell on her. She moved her ass as well as she could and the man fucking her didn’t seem to be too unhappy with her.
“Jesusss,” be grunted. “Jesussss!”
A fourth cock came into her bruised and sensitive pussy. She was finding it hard to believe that just a few days before she had been a virgin. Now she had been fucked more times than the worst girl in school.
Another man was pushing his cock into her cum-filled cunt. He had been too excited and he came too quickly. Almost as soon as his large prick entered her. The rest of the men started laughing as he pulled his cock back out of her cunt.
“Can’t take it, huh?” one man laughed. “A man your age ought to be able to control himself.”
“Shut the fuck up,” the man said.
Another body was getting into the bed with her.
“Please,” she begged. “Not again. That’s enough. All of you have had some. Please not again.”
“Shut the fuck up,” the man said. “Don’t you know that we’re doing this for your own good? Don’t you know that?”
He laughed loudly as his fingers trailed across her nipples. She winced as his fingers went down and touched her pussy. She was so worn out there she didn’t know if she could take another cock.
These men were big and used their cocks brutally.
“Please,” she begged. “Can’t you wait? Can’t you do it again tomorrow? Please, no more tonight.”
His finger went up into her cunt and be began to rub her. She winced in pain a couple of times as his fingers touched her sore pussy walls.
“You should know better than to cross Mr. Douglas,” the man said. “You should know better.”
“I won’t,” she said. “Not any more. I’ll do what be says like I’m supposed to. I’ll be a good girl. Only please don’t hurt me any more.”
She hardly knew what she was saying. She knew only that she didn’t want them to abuse her body any more. She wanted to sleep and she wanted a hot shower to wash herself clean. She wanted to go home.
“Do you mean that?” he asked. “Are you going to do what you’re told from now on?”
“Yes,” she said. “I promise. I’ll do what I’m told. Anything he wants.”
She would have been willing to promise anything to get his fingers away from her sore cunt. He removed his fingers and traced her nipples again.
“You know what will happen to you if you don’t keep that promise?” he asked her.
She had an idea but she shook her head.
“You’ll be brought back here,” he told her. “And next time it won’t be so easy. You’ve got a nice, sweet ass and I want it. I’d have fucked that hole if Mr. Douglas hadn’t told us not to. And I bet you can suck cocks good too. Maybe I hope you do screw up again. We could have a lot of fun.”
He slapped her ass. He got up from the bed and she watched the men put their clothes back on.
They started out the door.
“What about me?” Tracy asked.
“You know where you’re supposed to go,” the man said.
“But I don’t know where I am,” she protested.
“He’ll find you,” the man said. “When he wants to find you.”
She remained at the little house until she heard a car pull up front. She had already dressed and she walked outside. Brad had the car door open for her.
“Are you ready to go back?” he asked.
“Yes,” she answered.
“Mr. Douglas wants to see you as soon as you’ve rested and cleaned yourself up. There’s a dressing gown on your bed for you to put on.”
She realized that her bag was gone and now the only clothes she had were the ones she had on. Perhaps that had been what Joe Douglas had intended all along. Perhaps he was trying to make her dependent upon him for things.
It won’t work, she told herself. They had raped her and she’d had promised them anything, but she would get another chance to run away. Then she remembered what the man had told her about having to come back there.
This time they wouldn’t be so gentle with her.
She shivered as she wondered how rough a human being could possibly get with another. Surely he hadn’t meant that about using her ass and mouth the same way they had used her pussy.
That would be too much! Somehow she knew that she was fooling herself. That man had meant everything he’d said.
They stopped at the front of Mr. Douglas’ country house. Brad got out and opened the door for her. She saw him looking at her blouse and she remembered that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
She looked down at herself, her nipples were responding to the cold. They were hard and outlined against the sheerness of her blouse.
