The men around him bellowed approval, their shouts echoing in the chilled night air.
'Please, Jack,' she sobbed. 'Oh please, don't. Don't do this. Oh, please.'
Nothing in Patty's past experience had prepared her for this. To be used as a farm boy's whore was the furthest thing from her mind when she had first come to this place.
Patty slid backward, her terror-stricken eyes wide and focused on Jack's advancing hulk. He gained on her. Panicking, the girl turned and ran on all fours like a frightened animal. She was out of his reach temporarily. Her tits were hanging down low and jiggling, the nipples brushing the cold ground.
'Oh!'
The wind blew against her round asscheeks. Patty tried crawling faster. She slipped, falling flat on her face. Behind her she could hear Jack. He came on her like a monster from hell, ready to overwhelm her. Patty shivered with terror as once again she side-stepped the swinging belt.
CHAPTER SIX
Patty whimpered, trying to crawl faster. She slipped, falling face down on the ground. She got back up on all fours and started again. Jack played her the way a fisherman plays his catch. He gave her ground, then moved faster, reeling her in, watching her desperate, terrorized moves.
'Oh!'
Patty was breathing faster, her tits rising and falling. Backing away, hands behind her, Patty realized something had snagged her hair. Turning her head around, she saw there was a barbed wire fence. She was against a barbed wire fence! There was no escape now. There was no place to run to. Looking up again, Patty realized Jack had purposely let her run to this section, knowing full well she'd trap herself.
'It's all over now, Patty. Now's the time for me… and the rest of us.'
He unsnapped the belt. She turned, her arms flailing as she tried to cover herself. Patty didn't know what part of her body he was going to beat. She tried covering it all. The belt came down just along the edge of her ribs.
'Aghhhhhh!' she squealed.
Patty jerked from the force of the blow. But she had little time to recover. Once again the belt was swinging above her head. It came down again, this time in apparent slow motion. The tip bit along the flesh of her hips. Screaming, she scooted away, tearing her hair on the wire.
'Oh!'
The belt crashed down in front of her. Helpless, frightened beyond reason, she scooted back. He was going to peel her flesh off with that belt.
The belt came down a third time. She rolled away, exposing her right buttock. Some dirt worked into her cunt as the belt tore at her thighs.
Instead of raw pain, the girl experienced a strange kind of warmth kindled in her snatch.
The belt sizzled through the air. More lights played over her body. Curling her fingers, she dug at the ground, dirt catching under her nails.
'Ughhhh!'
The belt caught the lower swell of her buttock. Groaning and jerking her knees up, she turned, panic showing in her face. Jack stopped for a second. Was he quitting? Patty almost laughed. In a relatively short period of time she knew her cousin wouldn't be quitting now, especially when the chance for more brutality lay ahead.
'Ughhhh!'
He lashed at her again, the belt slapping dangerously close to her clit. The girl snapped into a fetal position, rolling on her side.
'Baby, I'm just warmin' you up for the others,' Jack said, unsure if he could take watching her writhe on the ground much longer without fucking her. His cock ached, tenting up the front of his Levi's. His balls pressed hard up against his cockroot.
Patty was ready for a fucking in spite of all the yelling and howling she was doing under the lashing belt. The needle-sharp heat assailed her cunt. It was a stroking coil of heat caressing her clit, making that tiny spindle of nerve-rich sensations tremble.
'Ohhhhh!'
Once more the belt lashed along her flesh. Once more the heat snapped and bit at her clit. Once more Patty whimpered, then shrieked, her cries an unmistakable mixture of delight and pain.
'Go on, fuck 'er! Fuck 'er!' Bobby whispered, stepping up to his friend.
'Yeah, it's my turn, slut,' Jack said, throwing down the belt and popping open the top snap of his Levi's.
Patty looked up, feeling a mixture of conflicting feelings. This time fear, pleasure, sexual arousal, everything was intensified. What had happened to her? She was panting, actually panting like a mare in rut!
Patty didn't dare move. She felt her blood racing as she saw Jack unzip his fly. His massive prick sprang from the halves of his jeans. Pre-cum oozed from the piss-slit, glistening on the fat head of his cock. She heard the men breathing hard, their breaths shaken by lust as they watched Jack approach Patty.
'Oh!'
Her cousin appeared huge. Sweat trickled down his face, making his flannel shirt wet. It stuck to his chest. His fingers clenched, unclenched, then fisted together again. One arm shot out. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her along the ground like a sack. With his back to her, Jack didn't see the faint smile curling on her lips. None of them did. None of them could know the wild turmoil erupting in both her mind and body. Never had she dreamed that she'd be feeling like this. But there she was, pussy oil seeping from her hairy cunthole, wetting down her shivering thighs.
'Now you'll know what the hell a hard fuck is,' Jack said, glancing over his shoulder at his friend Bobby.
'Double fuck, huh?' his buddy said, reaching down and unzipping his Levi's.
'Yeah, maybe,' Jack said, his balls throbbing. He jerked down his pants, kicked them to one side. Patty looked up, gasping as she saw his cock swaying back and forth as he scratched his nuts. His prick looked bigger than before, far more menacing. That was what sheer tenor did, it magnified the threat. She heard Jack gasp.
'Now, get on over here.'
Jack slapped her mouth. Patty let out a low moan, her head snapping to one side while her hair washed across her face. She shivered, keeping quiet when the second blow came. It left a large red palm print on her cheek.
'All the way over,' he ordered.
He grabbed her fleshy buttocks and forced her face down to the ground.
'Oh please, please…'
Patty tightened her asscheeks.
'Ugnh!'
She felt him on top of her, his knees pressing against hers, shoving her legs apart. His belly lay against the curve of her spine while his hands slid up to her arms and held her in place.
'Man, she feels real good against my dick,' Jack said.
Bobby was watching, his eyes gleaming with excitement, his cock sticking straight out of his Levi's. He wanted to be on top of her, to drill his prick into her hot cunt. Like everyone else, he knew Patty was aroused, was ready to have anything done to her just as long as someone could satisfy her juicing pussy. He'd be the one to take of her!
'Came on, Jack, give me a chance,' he said, his voice throaty.
'Just a sec,' Jack answered hoarsely.
Through the roaring in her head, Patty heard the sounds of the men laughing around her. She could hear Bobby begging Jack to fuck her. Oh yes, yes, she'd take on the whole damned crew! She'd… oh, what was she thinking? In spite of her feelings, in spite of her position, wasn't there at least a shred of decency in her? Wasn't there some part that would react to this negatively, telling her that what she and the others were doing was
