'Let me go!' Linda cried out again when the trucker holding her let his hands slip up to her tits. He laughed again, bending down and planting a disgustingly sloppy kiss on the back of her neck. At the same time he squeezed her thunderous tits so hard that Linda screamed out in pain.
'Lots for you out there, babe,' the trucker said, still holding tightly onto the blonde. Linda felt him working her dress up to her waist, then sliding one hand slowly back to her bare right ass-cheek. She twisted again, this time partly breaking away from his grip. He grabbed at her arm as she started to bolt back to where her daughter's shrieks were coming from. Linda screamed out in anger and frustration as she spun to the ground. The hard dirt scraped her knees and palms as she tried to keep from pitching forward on her face. The trucker took advantage of Linda's dog-like position. Before the blonde could scramble to her feet, she felt the man on top of her, his hands wrapped tightly about her belly. She could feel the rough Levi's material rubbing against her sensitive, exposed ass-cheek flesh. He was rubbing his fly against her ass-crack, grunting like a contented pig while he dug his powerful fingers into her sides. Just then, the other truckers came up with Judy shrieking and bucking in their respective grips.
'Ass-fucking the old lady?' one of them asked, making the other break out into loud, uncontrolled laughter.
'Sure,' the trucker said, letting go of Linda while he quickly unzipped his fly and yanked out his six-inch dick. 'She'll have to take it dry.'
'Mama!' Judy cried out, turning her head to the left and seeing what the men were all laughing about. Linda turned her head and shut her eyes tightly as she felt something pointed and hot sliding down the full length of her narrow ass-crack. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead and plastered down some of the stray strands of blonde hair that hung in front of her face. The trucker grunted as he reached down and poked around that narrow crevice, looking for her bunghole. Linda groaned as she felt that big, calloused finger inch closer and closer to her shitter until he finally ran the tip across her wrinkled, brown asshole skin. He punted with satisfaction, then shifted position slightly. Linda inhaled sharply as she felt the pre-cum-smeared cock-head pressing against her asshole. Then a belly-ripping pain spread across her stomach and made her writhe with agony as the trucker hunched forward and buried most of his dick in with one thrust.
'Nnnghhh!' Linda cried, tossing her head wildly from side to side as the ache made her fingers tingle. She clawed the hard dirt with her hands, breaking her nails. The agony increased when the trucker shoved the rest of his fat dick into her violated asshole. Linda collapsed on her elbows, sobbing wildly as the big man on top of her rode faster and faster, stabbing his prick like a dagger into her ass. She heard the sucking sounds of her pounded shit lubing up the tunnel for the big man's dick. He laughed and grunted alternately, hunching forward so powerfully that he almost knocked her flat with every thrust.
'Nnnghh!' the trucker finally groaned, throwing his head back and gritting his teeth tightly together. He clenched his fingers together into two fists and slammed them hard into the blonde's sides. Linda felt the air blasted out of her as the first white-hot spurt of jizz shot into her bunghole. There was another violent blow as his dick-head contracted again and spat out another clod of white, sticky spunk. Linda prayed that his climax wouldn't last too long. She didn't know if her asshole could hold out too much longer.
Finally, that nightmare was over. The big trucker grunted with satisfaction, patted her sides as if she were some favorite old cow, then yanked his soft dick out of her shitter with an audible, sloppy pop.
'Best kind of enema she could get,' he said, taking a soiled handkerchief from his rear pocket and wiping the shit off his dick. Linda looked up for the first time and saw Judy staring down at her mother with a mixture of horror and disgust.
'Come on. Jack's in with a load of horses bound for Fresno. Let's have a little fun,' the trucker who'd fucked Linda said. The others agreed, and the two women were dragged out of the damp, cold jail for yet another session of degradation.
CHAPTER EIGHT
As the men dragged the two girls out of the jail, Linda saw Chris and Bill still standing where she'd seen them last. They looked almost completely detached from the scene as they watched the two shrieking women.
Linda heard some of the truckers running quickly behind her. Twisting her head around, she saw several men running toward a large, white and blue trailer parked to the right of the jail building. At the same time, Linda watched helplessly as Judy was carried toward the bonfire. The flickering, red and gold flames lit up the black California night evilly. Long shadows streaked across the cold desert floor as the men stumbled, danced and staggered around that opened area. Their faces seemed to glow with a demonic light as they laughed obscenely at the cringing women.
'Let's make sure she never forgets us,' someone yelled out.
'The poker!' another trucker shouted, breaking out into uncontrollable laughter.
The others cheered. Linda shifted her eyes quickly toward Chris and Bill. They still stood there, not moving a muscle as the truckers scuffled around the edges of the bonfire looking for something. But now they seemed to be smiling for an unknown reason.
'Here you go,' a trucker with long, greasy black hair said as he held up what looked like an old branding iron. A branding iron! Linda's eyes widened as she watched him leer at her daughter, then turn around and put the end of it into the bonfire.
'No! Don't hurt her!' Linda wailed as the men held her back.
Judy had been laid to the ground and was now held down by two truckers. The young girl had no idea of what was about to happen as she couldn't see the bonfire too well from her position. But hearing the catcalls, laughing, and her mother's screeching, Judy guessed that some violent torture was in store for her. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, and perspiration poured out of her armpits. Soon, the young girl's entire body glistened with sweat under the dark red light of the bonfire. She rolled her eyes from left to right helplessly, whimpering and biting her lower lip in mindless terror as her captors laughed and belched above her.
The bonfire roared up brightly as three men brought in more scrub brush and threw it onto the flaming logs. A shower of sparks rained into the black evening sky as the two women moaned for pity.
'Get the old lady ready for this one,' someone yelled from the blue and white trailer.
Linda turned around and saw the truckers who had disappeared returning with a large, black stallion snorting and whinnying nervously as they brought him closer toward the fire.
'Hey, don't get him too close. He's gonna spook out,' Bill warned, breaking his silence.
Linda stared in horror at the big animal's wide, terrified brown eyes and his panting, glistening sleek sides. She had no reason to think that they weren't going to make her fuck that horse. She saw them leering at her, then shift their eyes back to the animal.
'Come on,' someone said in a husky shout.
'No, NO!' Linda cried, pulling her arms and kicking her legs as they dragged her toward the stomping animal. 'Oh GOD! GOD!' she wailed, tossing her head from side to side. The muscles in her neck, arms and legs bulged and strained as she got closer and closer to the panting animal.
'Mama!' Judy screamed suddenly.
Linda wrenched free temporarily and spun around just in time to see that fat, greasy-haired trucker lifting the branding iron out of the bonfire and hold the red glowing tip high in the air. Now Judy realized what they were going to do to her and she screamed helplessly with fear. The trucker looked at the glowing end that seemed to be a letter M, then smiled and started walking slowly toward the young girl.
'No! No!' she cried in a tight, strained voice. Judy pulled wildly at her arms and legs, writhing on the cold ground in a vain attempt to shake free of that branding iron. 'P-p-please, don't!' she wailed, her eyes opened incredibly wide as the trucker stopped in front of her. The other men watched intensely as he held the still-glowing branding iron high above the girl's heaving belly. Judy's breath came in short, panic-driven pants as her entire body visibly quivered with terror.
'You'll belong to us now,' the man said evenly, lowering the iron until it was just above the girl's legs.
'Ohhhhhh!' she cried, bending her legs and trying to pull away from the hot object. 'Ahhhhh!' she screamed,
